to create my own gender rules: am i a femme Woman when i wear perfume? yes
when cindy lauper comes on? i’m a girl
when my girlfriend buys me dinner? yes
to go to a school mandated fancy networking event? maybe
when i wear denim on denim? not a girl.
talking to a straight man? def not a girl
in high school weightlifting class? i’m one of the guys obviously
listening to bruce springsteen? i’m him.
giving my jacket to a friend? i’m a Boyfriend pretending to be a fifties housewife in a LESBIAN GENDER PERFORMANCE way thank you.
i love women, i love the way they wear jeans, some are patterned and patched, others high-rised and flared. i love how when i complement a girl with her earrings, her makeup, her hair thats cut short or high up in an updo, and she smiles and finds something to complement back. i love how women read, type, drink coffee.