I caught a glimpse of myself in the window of the train this week. This is unusual because my commute (while lengthy as fuck) is awesome and I rarely have to stand. Anyway, I was wearing a t-shirt, hoodie, ripped jeans, steel-toed shitkickers, and a beanie. And I realize I still dress like I snuck out of the house to see a Pearl Jam show in 1992.
I don't know why I get misgendered so often. I don't dress like a man, I dress like a child!