Hell, I'm cis and I have these problems. I hate that both femme and androgyny get sold as this floaty, delicate, ephemeral thing because let me tell you, any time I try on what should be a super girly dainty little floof dress I still end up looking like I'm ready to throw a sheep over one shoulder and a sack of potatoes or babies over the other because I am 100% sturdy peasant stock. The fact that I can in fact lift all the things is no consolation when all I ever wanted was to be effortlessly fae like the rest of my family. I usually describe my body type as "iron curtain gymnast gone to seed." I get the dreaded "oh you're so brave to just wear what you want and not care..." jesus, I'm a size 14 and a little bit butch, not a hideous mutant, do you MIND?

I feel like I fail at girl a lot, I can't imagine how much harder that is to deal with when you're fighting dysphoria on top of it all. You will find a style, though, and you will also shed many fucks as you go through life, and I hope I get to read about the day you hit your stride and rock whatever you put on.

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Aunt Hippie’s Opinions N Sh!t
Aunt Hippie’s Opinions N Sh!t

Written by Aunt Hippie’s Opinions N Sh!t

Frizzy-headed witch dyke. Heretic in the church of Capitalism. Angry feminist. Pro-immigrant. Pro-choice. Pro-human decency, anti-racist. All genders are valid.

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