*Feature image via clararea.tumblr.com In St. Louis the temperature is boomeranging between the lower 80s and the mid 50s, and the hotter days have me dreading summer already. Summers in this city are sweltering in a way that makes people want to take off their skin entirely, and I am no exception. I feel it(…)
*Feature image via Marimacho. Swimwear available for purchase. As a kid, my parents enrolled me in swimming lessons every summer, so much so that I was almost convinced they wanted me to grow up to be a fish. The summer before sixth grade I was even on the swim team, but I refused to compete(…)
I rarely feel more awkward than when I ride the elevators at work. While public restrooms have often been analyzed as gendered spaces, I would like to posit the elevator as a different sort of gender-charged space. There are rules when one enters an elevator with other people, and a lot depends on the perceived(…)
via lesbian-a-la-mode.tumblr.com I knew I had a problem when my resale shop visits began to conclude with me buying men’s vests that didn’t fit me. It only happened twice; and each time I felt first exhilarated and then crushed when I realized that while I cold put them on, the fit was still too(…)
*Feature image via Autostraddle It took a Halloween costume to make me realize I could be dapper–that I didn’t have to be femme just because I’m a curvy-bodied person. Last October I noticed, rather by accident, I had nearly all the accoutrements for a Mad Hatter ensemble. The prospect was subconsciously fascinating because my great-great-something(…)
