As I was writing a post about my clothes I was reminded about Halloween 2004. I was in grade 12, and decided to do drag. I had gone to a second hand store and got a dress, the plan was for me to donate it back after halloween. It wasn’t redonated, I remember seeing it sit in its spot and me wishing I could put it on again!
How I was able to hide in the closet for as long as I did without figuring out my flavour of queer is a mystery on me.
