The past few years have seen an exponential rise in the visibility of transgender people, particularly in popular media. Many such representations have done the work of showing transgender people in a positive (or at least neutral) light, taking down some of the stereotypes about us that have prevailed for decades.
Androgyny is defined as the combination of both masculine and feminine characteristics—an expression of gender ambiguity.
It’s worth noting that androgyny is by no means a modern concept, though if you look at the current trends among many celebrities, you will see that the notion of blurring the gender lines when dressing oneself has become increasingly popular.
With the most recent announcement that James Charles is the new CoverGirl, modeling is quickly becoming the queerest landscape for the un-queer mainstream.
Of course, it is titillating. And of course, they are doing it for a story. But, the story inside the appropriation is that modeling can be a radical act for those who are gender nonconforming.
When I was 16 years old, I thought for sure I was a lesbian, and I came out of the closet.
“I don’t want to werewolf,” I said to my doctor nervously. “Not overnight.” I was at my first appointment about starting hormone replacement therapy (HRT) in the form of testosterone. I was trying to explain that I wanted to take my time. I wasn’t looking to rush toward some cookie cutter version of passable cis maleness. In fact, I couldn’t even really picture what I wanted to look like.
Looking back, I can still remember what life was like before this problem started—before I had a chest. Let me explain.
A few months ago at the cafe where I work, we hired a genderqueer trans friend of mine who was newly on testosterone.
Coming out as lesbian in a small, Canadian prairie town in my “early years” seemed like a struggle at the time, but in hindsight, it wasn’t as bad as I made it out to be.
Identity can seem like a big, scary word. And it can feel even scarier when identity is no longer just a word but something essential about your life that you’re calling into question.
5:30AM. My alarm woke me up. While still in the state of not being aware of all my surroundings, I checked all my social media.