Tag: personal style
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sweater weather or whatever.

the best part about winter to me is my getting to fuck around with gender presentation. i can always fuck around with it, regardless of the weather, but it’s extra special in las vegas. it’s warm somedays while others are oppressively cold and windy. i have found that this shelter cardigan from tradlands aids me…
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the grandpa in me
it’s cold out. seasonal depression has me oscillating between general grumpiness and all-consuming sadness. it’s a struggle for me to do anything as of late, let alone get dressed and leave the house. but i’m trying. i’ve been reaching for my cardigans a lot. while i do have other pieces of outerwear, i get a…
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a week of wear: “you ‘bout to lose yo’ job”
I’m leaving my job. Oddly, I’m calm about it. I wasn’t happy; my mental health was suffering and experiencing that for the sake of a paycheck was not worth it. I am passionate about people. As a supervisor, I take pride in the position I have to impact the lives of others seriously. It’s something…
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a week of wear: these boots ain’t made for standing in a coffee shop all day
My mantra for my first week of training at a coffee shop? Wash, rinse, sanitize. I wore dresses and lots of color as a means of comforting myself during a week where white supremacy reared its head at the Capitol; and starting a job that I’m unsure if it’s the right fit for me. I…
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in defense of wearing cardigans on a hot day
Summer is great. She’s cute. I get it. However, I’m ready to pull out my cardigans and sweaters again. The temperatures in this part of New Mexico have been in the mid-90s. And if it happens to rain? Pfft. You’ll be welcomed into inescapable mugginess and humidity, and looking for a cooler spot to rest,…
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on wearing the same jacket a lot

For the last year, I have been building outfits around my beloved Levi’s jacket. If my weather app says it will be a little nippy: I grab it. If I don’t want to carry a handbag and instead use the jacket’s inside pockets to store my phone and wallet: I grab it. If I don’t…
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on wearing clothes that accentuate what you wish to hide

I have big titties. I’m sure that I could have put that more eloquently, but I’d rather shoot it straight. I started developing breasts around age 11 and by the time I was 14: I’d reached a DD-cup. Once I concluded that I didn’t have “movie titties,” I grew deeply insecure about them. During my…
