It occurred to me the other day that I would really like to wear a princess dress with a nice sparkly tiara, or at least a cute frilly tutu. I’m totally not going to wear any of those things, but I really want to. Well maybe what I really want is to have been able to wear those things when it would have been acceptable for me to wear them, maybe somewhere around age five. That tends to be the approximate age of the humans that I do see wearing those types of items and most people think it is absolutely adorable.
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Recently I received a question that was more than a bit forward, “what size bra do you wear?” Maybe I am wrong, but I don’t think this is an average question that many women ask each other. Though admittedly I am a bit of a personal style blogger, which might make it so that some feel more free to ask such questions, but still I think it is a bit odd.
First off, what difference is it going to make to anyone, knowing what size bra I wear if you don’t know any of my other measurements? Any size bra is going to fit radically different on someone who measures 30 inches around their chest than someone who measures 40 inches around their chest. Not to mention the possible variations once we start getting into measuring across the bust, which is something that many transgender people do not get to worry over.
Growing up with a gender variance made me super suspicious and fearful of people. I grew up with the belief that it would be super negative if I ever let anybody in on my terrible secret. I didn’t need to be told this directly, I just knew that this was how it was supposed to be. This is, after all, a country in which many transgender people lose their homes, their jobs, their families, their lives, at the revelation of being transgender. In many ways, the public is certainly a thing to be afraid of. Which is why during my first few years of being out, the thing I felt most deeply was suspicious of other people.