Did you know who's celebrating his birthday today?
Everyone's not getting any younger anymore and so am I. Yeah, I'm happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time, and thank you Lord for giving me the life for so many times. Happy birthday, self.
Women rights are human rights too. And, trans women are women too.
Imagine having to wake up every morning in a body you can't even relate to and hate everything about. You keep it to yourself for years, until that one day you come out. You walk down the street and you either have to abide by the societally acceptable dress code consistent with the gender you were assigned to. Otherwise, expect a walk packed with stares, shitty comments, and verbal harassment. You ignore it all and start dealing with people you already know in person and supposedly know who you truly are, and guess what? They either no longer want you within the scope of their social circle, or they start excluding you, or even keep you in their circles, but you'd have to cope with discrimination being your best friend. Wanna know what's the most funny? Those who decide to keep you in their lives; however, discreetly, maintaining your relationship a secret because they are publicly ashamed of you. You decide to focus on your career; yet, you face myriad tough challenges to merely get hired, not because of your qualifications or the mismatch between your profile and the job requirements, but because of who you are. So, you get to that point where you are like "okay, let me keep it lowkey," and you start trying to fit into the society with the restrictions the gender you were assigned to at birth imposes upon you. Let's assume you get hired, not only do you feel oppressed every moment for having to hide who you truly are simply to earn a living and not die as some homeless person down a dark alley out of hunger, but more significantly, it starts non-intentionally showing, and then people start labeling you... Some just label you as a gay guy; not even the one gay guys would wanna befriend, simply cause of how masculine-biased the gay side of the LGBT community is; "Eww, he is too feminine," or some person realizes you are a trans, and both ways, discrimination surely becomes your bestfriend, questioning the validity of your existence becomes a mainstream component of your daily life.
The fashion industry fooled us into believing looking beautiful necessitates two things (amongst many others):
- Covering up any scars you have,
- Substituting eye glasses with lenses,
which is why I am honestly in love with this dress, since it stands in strong opposition with these two arguments put forth.
More than 2 years ago, I was involved in a bus crash, amongst my father's side of the family. As a result, my aunt passed away and the entire family ended up with deep scars. Initially, I believed the huge scar I had on my right arm was ugly and tended to cover it; either by wearing long sleeves or make up. And, if not, I would contour it so that it doesn't show. However, as I grew up, that changed. I started falling in love with my scar; simply cause it has the strong, strange power of reminding me of my past, and specifically of the world's best aunt, whom I remember every single morning when I wake up, open my eyes and stare at my arm; a tradition I have had for years now. At first, I used to do so and feel bad. I was sub-consciously body-shaming myself. But, now, I do it to remind myself I have lived throughout the past 21 years of my life, and not merely existed. It's a medal; a medal this world has given me for survival, a medal I claimed for being the strong person I am today, and second, cause it defies the odds. It questions the wide perception of beauty we have been fooled into believing, though given scars never form on the dead, a scar should, in fact, be interpreted as "one survived." It has that power of reminding us to appreciate life and wake up every morning thankful for having one more day to LIVE, which is why I seriously now don't want to die with no scars.
As for glasses, they reflect one possesses a unique, distinctive sight, which is pretty magical. Why get lenses and trying like some normal human when you get to have one more characteristic making you unique. Normal is boring. Ever seen a doggie wearing glasses? Well, I'd love to prove people wrong when they claim a dog looks like it's owner.
What is important in a dress is the HUMAN wearing it... Idk why going though these pics brought to my mind Demi Lovato's s words "He's not your prince charming if he doesn't make sure you know that you're his princess." This dress is really special to me, given my immense insecurities regarding my body. I put it on and spontaneously could hear it telling me love your body cause you are perfect exactly as you are. All you need to be a lady is feel like one. You don't need to be shaved, get your hair done, have a zero-sized waist, wear make-up, or even apply as much filters as Elizabeth Taylor in her 1990s "White Diamonds" commercial, lol. Just be yourself, simply cause that's the best make up you can always wear, and constantly remind yourself being a lady is more or less like being powerful... If you have to tell people you are, then you aren't.
It isn't about what fits the best or gets the most heads turning at you. It's about what brings Coco Chanel's soul back to life within your body and makes you look at the mirror, being able to loudly say "I am fashion," though I believe in the distinction between fashion and style.. Fashion is offered four times a year by designers; however, style is what you choose... It's your own way of saying who you are without having to speak, making it a universal lanaguage anyone could understand. 📸: @raj.c94