There was a big of ego deflation yesterday...really didn't get into t because it made me mad. However, I'm mostly over it, so here we go.
I tend to dress "dressy." Nothing over the top, but I always look like I'm going to work. My clothes are blatantly female with Big Skirts and usually some kind of layered top. I always wear some kind of makeup. My hair is always done. I do this to put out huge I AM WOMAN vibes to the rest of the world.
I hate going through such a huge rigamarole just to go grocery shopping or run errands. Sometimes I just go male and say screw it.
Well, yesterday was a "screw it" day with a twist. I've had causal clothes for a long time, that I hardly wear because, well, I'm too busy putting on the billboard. But I've seen plenty of other trans folks go casual that I wanted to do it, for once. I put on some jeans, my canvas shoes and a nice top, did my hair (that at least only takes a minute or two) and just some light makeup and ran all my errands.
I've never been "sirred" so much in my life.
It really deflated me, especially since I'd thought I'd been making so much progress lately. Guess it's back to the dressy look.
Today, however, my body decided to give me a small pity present.
I was at work walking away from my desk to get a diet Coke, when Brian shoulted "Jenn! YOUR PHONE'S RINGING!." So I sprinted back to my desk.
I dont' run often, just don't have much of a chance to. But in the words of Alfred Hawthorn Hill: "It must be jelly because jam don't shake like that." :)
I tend to dress "dressy." Nothing over the top, but I always look like I'm going to work. My clothes are blatantly female with Big Skirts and usually some kind of layered top. I always wear some kind of makeup. My hair is always done. I do this to put out huge I AM WOMAN vibes to the rest of the world.
I hate going through such a huge rigamarole just to go grocery shopping or run errands. Sometimes I just go male and say screw it.
Well, yesterday was a "screw it" day with a twist. I've had causal clothes for a long time, that I hardly wear because, well, I'm too busy putting on the billboard. But I've seen plenty of other trans folks go casual that I wanted to do it, for once. I put on some jeans, my canvas shoes and a nice top, did my hair (that at least only takes a minute or two) and just some light makeup and ran all my errands.
I've never been "sirred" so much in my life.
It really deflated me, especially since I'd thought I'd been making so much progress lately. Guess it's back to the dressy look.
Today, however, my body decided to give me a small pity present.
I was at work walking away from my desk to get a diet Coke, when Brian shoulted "Jenn! YOUR PHONE'S RINGING!." So I sprinted back to my desk.
I dont' run often, just don't have much of a chance to. But in the words of Alfred Hawthorn Hill: "It must be jelly because jam don't shake like that." :)
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Date: 2004-12-22 01:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 02:37 pm (UTC)I spent four years of college in the Midwest...the sweatshirts, jeans and Birkenstocks Midwest...being asked on a near daily basis why I was so dressed up. Heh.
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Date: 2004-12-22 03:02 pm (UTC)I don't know about anyone else, but I think casual with normal-amount makeup tip me off regardless of what the body was telling me. But then a lot of people call my fiance "ma'am" despite the semi-huge fuzzy beard, so I can't really say that I think all people are as perceptive as me. *facepalms*
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Date: 2004-12-22 03:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 03:42 pm (UTC)I can't speak for the offline world, because people have the oddest standards of gender. There is something that hormones do (beyond that which good padding in the right places does) that brings out a specific sense of gender. I don't know what it is, maybe it's pheremones. Give that she-juice time, and it'll work that mojo. I've never known it not to.
Speaking from my experiences in the online world, where gender is so much easier to lie about but so much easier (for me) to sense, you ain't got nothing to worry about. You peg the meter, darlin'. If those folks who mis-pronouned you had the senses I do, they'd skip right over ma'am and jump to milady. And it'll happen.
On a slightly related and much more sophomoric note: BOOBIES! :D
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Date: 2004-12-25 10:11 am (UTC)>I never feel like I've got anything worth taking your time to say.
Listening is always worth my time. :)