Feb 13, 2019
4 min read
Every Day, I Dress Up as a Straight Girl
How my closet keeps me closeted in other people’s eyes
My queerness is quiet. It struts into the room unannounced, ambiguous, cloaked in girlish garb. I match my skinny jeans with loose sweaters (never graphic tees), tasteful pairings of necklaces that shouldn’t match but do, and booties with a pointed toe and slight heel. My curtain of hair is twisted into…
