“ In fact, looking like a boy was like the Hot New Thing, and I had walked right into the middle of it. Everyone thought I was hot. All I had to do was put on a badly-fitting button-down and strangers creamed themselves at the sight of me. It was like a magic spell or a fun new game, and I laughed, ecstatic, at what I had wrought. ” keep reading…
(essay by the wonderful carrot quinn, check out the rest of her blog and zine)
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