on being comfortable and being true to myself
Yesterday I posted something under friendslock about gender presentation, public reaction and my stress about what to wear to the opera.
Lots of people, who are all awesome and well-meaning, reacted with "wear whatever makes you comfortable" or "be true to yourself!"
I wish, I really wish, it was that simple.
Being gender non-conforming means that comfort can be hard to define. Do I wear what expresses how I'm feeling on a given day best? Or what keeps me safest? Do I wear what's fanciest or what I'm sure won't make a work colleague think less of me? Do I wear something that might get me hassled using a public restroom (and, yes, this has happened) when I have a disease that sometimes makes me need one in a gendered space urgently?
Which question do I answer when I choose what to wear? And, as someone who isn't trans, who is therefore female bodied and some days can wear a dress happily and some days has to grit their teeth to get through it because they feel like a horrible drag cartoon, which self am I supposed to be true to? The one I feel like today that makes other people uncomfortable, or the one I felt like last week that gets rewards for showing leg and asking permission?
Right now, I am in a small town in a foreign country where I don't speak the language and where gender norms are both different and stricter than where I reside. My only associations here are work colleagues I am varying degrees of friendly with and none of whom come from my national or queer culture. I do not see these people often professionally, but they affect the work, opportunities and salary I am assigned. Every impression matters, and I am already so different and not like them: queer and not-Christian and American.
I live in a flat with little privacy with near strangers who I had to tell not to laugh about the transwoman next door. I have to take several trains, at night, through regions and places I recognize neither by sight nor name yet, to get to the opera. If I get lost, if I'm challenged for my gender presentation, if I need to interact with anyone in any way, I may not be able to. Not seeming pretty and non-threatening can make that harder in a culture that values homogenity and has active political campaigns in mainstream discourse decrying outsiders of all types, including foreigners (even ones as white as I) and Jews.
The opera, meanwhile, is a matter of symbolism for me, among other things. It is not just theater and story on the stage, but in my heart.
So yes, I know what I want to wear. And I know other people's opinions shouldn't matter. And I get the ideal of being comfortable and true to myself.
But it's not that simple. It's not a single-axis problem, but a multi-axis problem: of safety and comfort and beauty and ambition and communication and secrets.
I love your enthusiasm. And you're not "doing it wrong." And I love that you love my suits and my narrative and the wacky world I live in inside my head and whatever. And I also get that I may have been less than clear about the issues in my original post, and that's on me.
But this stuff is complicated, and the answers aren't easy: not for me, not for many queer people, not for most gender-noncoformming people, not for trans people, and I think you should know that.
Lots of people, who are all awesome and well-meaning, reacted with "wear whatever makes you comfortable" or "be true to yourself!"
I wish, I really wish, it was that simple.
Being gender non-conforming means that comfort can be hard to define. Do I wear what expresses how I'm feeling on a given day best? Or what keeps me safest? Do I wear what's fanciest or what I'm sure won't make a work colleague think less of me? Do I wear something that might get me hassled using a public restroom (and, yes, this has happened) when I have a disease that sometimes makes me need one in a gendered space urgently?
Which question do I answer when I choose what to wear? And, as someone who isn't trans, who is therefore female bodied and some days can wear a dress happily and some days has to grit their teeth to get through it because they feel like a horrible drag cartoon, which self am I supposed to be true to? The one I feel like today that makes other people uncomfortable, or the one I felt like last week that gets rewards for showing leg and asking permission?
Right now, I am in a small town in a foreign country where I don't speak the language and where gender norms are both different and stricter than where I reside. My only associations here are work colleagues I am varying degrees of friendly with and none of whom come from my national or queer culture. I do not see these people often professionally, but they affect the work, opportunities and salary I am assigned. Every impression matters, and I am already so different and not like them: queer and not-Christian and American.
I live in a flat with little privacy with near strangers who I had to tell not to laugh about the transwoman next door. I have to take several trains, at night, through regions and places I recognize neither by sight nor name yet, to get to the opera. If I get lost, if I'm challenged for my gender presentation, if I need to interact with anyone in any way, I may not be able to. Not seeming pretty and non-threatening can make that harder in a culture that values homogenity and has active political campaigns in mainstream discourse decrying outsiders of all types, including foreigners (even ones as white as I) and Jews.
The opera, meanwhile, is a matter of symbolism for me, among other things. It is not just theater and story on the stage, but in my heart.
So yes, I know what I want to wear. And I know other people's opinions shouldn't matter. And I get the ideal of being comfortable and true to myself.
But it's not that simple. It's not a single-axis problem, but a multi-axis problem: of safety and comfort and beauty and ambition and communication and secrets.
I love your enthusiasm. And you're not "doing it wrong." And I love that you love my suits and my narrative and the wacky world I live in inside my head and whatever. And I also get that I may have been less than clear about the issues in my original post, and that's on me.
But this stuff is complicated, and the answers aren't easy: not for me, not for many queer people, not for most gender-noncoformming people, not for trans people, and I think you should know that.
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I'm genderqueer myself. I don't see much point to it, and yet I live in the world, so I have to get all "girled up", as it were, for interviews and weddings and the like, and it feels weird and awkward. Same as when I get "guyed up", &c, to go to work. I get whole times when I'd rather wear a suit than a dress, and yet I'm going to a wedding (or whatever), and I'd really rather not hear fifteen people say "It'd be so hot for you to wear a suit!", like I'm dressing up for hotness.
(Hello, personal crap.)
Mostly, I was just attempting to emphasise what others had phrased better -- that it is the opera and yay, and life is short and thus, and that weight should be thrown towards experiencing life versus conforming gender-wise, if your cost/benefit analysis susses it out thus.
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I also get the "It'd be hot" comments- on both sides of presentation. I try to smile, nod, whatever- but man, sometimes, I'd like to just scream, "My existence is not for your entertainment!"
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But I will pass to you with my memory of seeing Samuel Ramey in the lobby of the SF Opera, with serious Baritone Hair, wearing a truly resplendent orange suit, if it helps.
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So pretend I said that.
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I spend a lot of time in jeans and a baggy t-shirt because it is the nothing place in between, which isn't happymaking, but when they are dismissing me because I dress like a shlubby geek, they aren't catching what I'm really hiding.
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So, I hear you.
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But again, yes. Yes to the constant worry about what one's co-workers might think, or say, if you wear things that push their boundaries. I can't wear my favorite pair of trousers to work, because while they are unisex, all the women I work with wear 'girly' trousers.
Sorry, I derailed again. Thank you, again, for sharing. Sometimes it's a matter of hearing the thoughts I'm usually too afraid to share.
-m
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I didn't respond yesterday either because I honestly didn't know what to say. My default would be to "dress as the society you're currently in expects you to", but that's too pat an answer because of all the implications.
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I regularly fret over what to wear because my preferred presentation (mini-skirts, tight t-shirts/tank tops, fishnets, stompy boots, and braids) is provocative on several levels and codes me as someone who can be dismissed.
So, for the most part, my wardrobe is a compromise. What can I wear today, that expresses who I am, that is acceptable for work (including keeping me warm enough so as I don't spend the day shivering (my office is always cold)) or dealing with the kidlet's teachers, etc.
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Thank you for this post.
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Whatever you end up deciding, I hope you have a blast, eh? :) I'm sure you'll look stellar no matter what.
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I suspect that my clothing choices, like so many things in my life, are causing people to make crass judgements about me and limiting my career progress, but it's all "informed". Beyond obvious things like not wearing sweatpants in public so people don't think I'm a child molester, it's not something I think I have the mental resources to fix.
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female bodied and some days can wear a dress happily and some days has to grit their teeth to get through it because they feel like a horrible drag cartoon, which self am I supposed to be true to? The one I feel like today that makes other people uncomfortable, or the one I felt like last week that gets rewards for showing leg and asking permission?
Pretty much sums it up.
No, the answers are FAR from easy. Thank you for putting it better here than I can...and thank you for reminding me I'm not alone. I know I'm not, but, this week especially, it means a lot to have someone else that gets it.
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In my situation, after hearing two women at the school talking about beating up another woman they didn't like, I decided to blend in to the best of my ability.
Of course, the way my children might be treated was a huge factor in that decision.
You have so many more variables to consider, and they are much more immediate and vital than mine. My initial reaction, as someone who majored in Cultural Anthropology, is that it is often a good idea to try to make a nod to the culture you are visiting. That said, I have never been where you are, and I'm generally shy and uncertain around anyone I don't know, so my usual impulse is to blend into the woodwork.
I know my response is non-helpful, but I did just want to mention that I think you are awesome for considering all of the cultural, personal, and incidental variables so carefully. It's an indication, IMO, of great courage and awareness - both of yourself and your surroundings.
I'm sorry you have to make such a difficult choice, though. :(
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Its freaking dangerous to violate gender norms in America where you speak the language; I can only imagine what its like in a foreign place where you do not. As much as I'd like to say "wear what you want, to hell with the rest," that's simply not an option if you want to remain bodily sound and unmolested. Turns out, people all over the world are threatened by gender non-conformity, and uniformly seem to respond negatively when they feel threatened.
So, again, sorry I wasn't more clear: I want you safe and happy (roughly in that order).
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It passed when the situation passed; I never really let myself think about what presentation and identity could be like when the situation never passes.
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and yes, I totally know that is easier said than done
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Also, this brings up a whole lot of very muddled issues for me. I associate sartorial and presentational courage with wearing a dress (especially with no trousers underneath), not a suit. But then, no one is ever going to assume I'm male, no matter what I wear.
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Next time, I'll comment, even if I feel that I'm being negative. (I generally don't like to say something unless I feel it's positive.)
For whatever it's worth now, my thoughts still were that you should wear the suit because it obviously meant a lot to you that you do so, but that you might have to accept consequences for wearing it, all of which you've outlined here.
Totally unhelpful now, I know, :(.
Have a great time at the opera, :).
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I actively dislike most of what passes for mainstream affordable fashion in this city; I can't afford to buy the clothes I like the most. And while I'm a cis-gendered woman who feels she has the right to wear what she wants and feel comfortable (which means warm, as my work enviroment tends to be cold) and safe, I have actually been pulled up for *not* dressing in a more feminine and potentially provocative manner. By two of my bosses during a performance review. Boy did that piss me off.
I wish you could wear what you want without fear of repercussions. I hope you can find an outfit that is a compromise you can live with. And I hope you enjoy the opera no matter what.
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Those fears don't just come from no where. The way that I think about it is that people's opinion don't matter... in safe places. Otherwise, they really do matter in a world where abuse, verbal and physical, are considered the first and only method to 'keep people in line'. At the same time, there is only so long you can go before you feel like you are going to explode from the inside out.
It isn't mentioned in this post, and as if I really have a right to say anything, but I really think your decision was the correct one: a method of compromise that allowed you to un-compromise when you reached your safe place.
You're in a very stressful situation, so I hope that you are able to come up with more compromises for the rest of your time there. And I hope you find some more safe spaces as well!
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So yeah, I understand what you're talking about, even if I'm not in the same boat.
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(That said, there are American ladies pants suits...though I don't know how often they're seen overseas.)
I hope the event goes/went well.