If I do something considered masculine like say replace my alternator, and I have done this, people can just look at me and say, well he’s a guy. I almost feel pity for heterosexual men and women in that you get pigeonholed into only being allowed to do one gender’s activities.
I’m so glad my bf ignores that.I think it’s just that he’s so intimidating that no one would dare ask anything about his love for RHCP, Hedwig or being made up. I’m pans(closest definition at least) and I think because of that I could never find interest in anyone who thought their gender was significant to what they could and couldn’t do.
The scariest thing I’ve ever read was this article by a 19 year old girl; riddled with solecism.Powerfully creepy stuff.What is now excluded are the 30+ or so pictures of her drinking with other underage “princesses” from myspace.The even scarier thing is that my bf’s reason for running like hell out of the Los Altos suburbs as soon as he turned 18 is that essentially every girl he met in HS was groomed to be that way.