As a kid I was never girly but more a tomboy. Even back then I couldn't get my head round why girls like wearing dresses..or the colour pink..or pretty things. I preferred shorts and trousers. While girls were going gaga over gelly heels I was quite happy with trainers.
As a teen I found I preferred women. That's when I first started wearing men's clothes. My mother would buy my father clothes but the few she thought he looked girly in she'd give to me. I've always been a size smaller than dad so they were a loose fit. It was during that time that I was called a man. I just laughed it off. It didn't bother me that much.
Now I find myself wearing men's clothes all, if not most, of the time. I'm happy wearing men's clothes. I'm happy having short hair with a "guy's" hair cut.
Before:
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| Before a date. |
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| Relaxing last summer. |
After:
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| The "I'm not hungover" look...oh yes I was! |
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| One of the lucky first 300. My 22nd birthday treat. |
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| I've always loved hawks..even this baby hawk |
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| A few weeks ago out walking with my dog. |
..yes I'm Nishwish fan but no I'm not going to join in on the mud slinging match over who's the best leading lady. Far as that's concerned each has her strengths and weaknesses but brought a new "face" to Nightwish.
So of the last ones, I'm wearing men's clothes, aside from the bottom left. Also in the bottom ones my smile isn't forced or faked. For many years I've worn a mask to hide how I'm feeling. It takes alot of strength to keep that act up. More so if you feel low in yourself.
At the moment I feel like I'm in the middle of change and that I still have awhile to go. Ether way I'm just going with the flow and seeing where life takes me.
