It was not until recently that I am reminded how important clothing is to flagging people to their gender category. And how horribly unmatched most of my clothes are to mine. V__V
Living in Olympia, it's somewhat easier to forget that the mainstream--drown in the river!!-- holds so much sway over our perceptions and expectations of people based on their outward appearance. That week down in San Diego reminded me violently that this experience, this bubble I live in in just that. Eventually I will leave it and go back into the wide world and have to deal with being stereotyped even more than I am now. But I digress...
Wearing loose-fitting and men's garments makes me happy. I don't feel as angry or resentful, because there is a less likelihood that I will be ma'amed (which pisses me off to no end).
Tomorrow will be great. I will throw down more money than I have in months. Too bad this transition isn't tax-deductible. :/
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