Me napping with my tortoiseshell calico, Titi.

Tired

In “Nanette,” Hannah Gadsby’s comes out as “tired.” I know some folks took umbrage at this joke, likening it to the “I identify as an attack helicopter” joke a lot of ignorant people like to make in regards to gender, but I don’t think that was the joke at all. In fact, I don’t think this line was a joke, even though you can’t help … Continue reading Tired

Feminine self-portrait, circa 2009

Femme’d Up

We all get “dressed up” for work in ways we wouldn’t dream of on our downtime, but if you’re a gender-not-normal person, this often includes an extra layer. Personally, I tend to “femme” myself up more than usual for work, which I don’t love, but it feels necessary. How “out” I’ve been at my place of employment has fluctuated over the years, so I’ll start … Continue reading Femme’d Up

Me dressed up as a Seaweed Queen for the Mermaid Parade. Pharaoh is giving me kisses.

Freaksaurus Rex

On my last day of high school, I wore the most ridiculous outfit I could assemble: striped tights and armwarmers, one black ballet-flat and one white, a loud skirt that looked like it had escaped from a modern-art museum, my black work polo and my name-tag that read “Melon Girl” (my job at the time was at the local supermarket assembling those overpriced fruit-and-vegetable party-platters), … Continue reading Freaksaurus Rex

Hannah Gadsby performing her show "Nanette" / Copyright © Ben King/Netflix

Coming out, Again and Again

“Coming out” is a bizarre rite-of-passage for queer folks. Part of what makes it so bizarre is it isn’t like there’s one “coming out” you do, like a Quinceañera, and then you’re set. You have the pleasure (or misfortune) of coming out over and over again in difference situations. Unless you gathered ALL of your family together for one big announcement, you probably come out … Continue reading Coming out, Again and Again

Portrait of a Queerdo

I’m a “Small Fat” and Why that Matters

I’m fat.  I’ve been fat all my life.  I say this not as a degrading remark, but as a descriptive statement. Being fat is a trait no different than having brown eyes or being tall. Or, more accurately, it shouldn’t be any different. If you’re moving through the world in a body right now and you’re a woman and/or you’re not naturally lithe, you are … Continue reading I’m a “Small Fat” and Why that Matters

“Who could ever learn to love a Beast?”

CW: Discussion of body and gender issues, gendered insults When you’re a young girl growing up in the States, “Who’s your favorite Disney princess?” is a question you get asked on a regular basis. Nowadays, I would definitely say Mulan (the trans hero of my heart–I’ll have to do a whole separate post about that), but when I was a kid I would say Belle, … Continue reading “Who could ever learn to love a Beast?”