A few things happened that I loved. When I would say "my wife....." nothing happened. No one flinched. No one was offended. No one offended me. They picked right up with the right pronouns and everything and included me like a regular person. I know common decency shouldn't surprise me but it does still. I'm new at the "out to people I just met" life.
When I said I was giving my last name, the Morehouse guy was like "Of course you are" and we laughed about it. I asked him what told him I was gay and he said "basically you did: you demeanor, the way you dress. I suspected and eventually you confirmed. Also you're super friendly but you''re not trying to impress us guys." I thought that was cool personally since A) I'm not trying to impress anyone and B) I'm making some concerted style choices to appear slightly less feminine. I'm still me: toes painted, jewelry in place but I'm trying out some different things. I've always loved dress shirts (I have about 10). A big part of my style evolution has been tees....I love them and I can buy ones that say a myriad of things that express my personality. I still love a deep V and I'll wear dresses when appropriate but when I want to turn the swag up....suit up!
When we talked androgynous clothing, they were about that life. All three of us had a legit convo about what would be considered too swaged out for clinical skills in the andro department. Apparently an untied bow tie around the neck with a dress shirt is pushing it but very fly! I'm gonna try it though :-)
It was lovely.
It was freeing.
It was as it should be.
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