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My penchant for menswear had been treated as a mildly immoral habit when I was growing up. But one night all the shame melted awayIt was 2018. I had a craving for an overpriced can of Red Stripe and wanted to dance to Britney Spears. So my friend and I decided to head to a gay bar. We began the night getting ready with a few drinks. I had an androgynous new haircut, which was making me a little nervous. After thinking about cutting it short for years, I’d finally done it – and I couldn’t quite get used to it. While I loved how it looked, I worried others wouldn’t agree. I wondered if having it done in the first place meant there was something wrong with me.Still, putting existential worries aside, we spilled out of the flat and headed to the bar. The club usually had quite a mixed crowd but it turned out to be a night mostly for guys. Toxic was already playing. Perfect. Continue reading...