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I must be going through a particularly "femme-y" phase in my life. In the past week, two different people have done impressions of me, in front of me, and each one was accompanied by enough shoulder-raising and hip-swinging to also be an appropriate imitation of a drag queen. Plus, I wear dresses just about every single day.

To think, there was a time when I barely owned any dresses, and most people assumed I was gay. Or maybe I'm still gay, I'm just a gay boy instead of a girl. Ah, well. Like gender matters.