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how lucky am i that i get to suffer in this world
No IDs, but these tags got me in a huff:
So ok look. The point is not the flared leg by itself. These cannot be yoga pants. These are, and you have to understand this if you are too young to have worn them, BLUE JEANS. And this was the last years before all jeans were 70% spandex.
They were denim, and they weren't bell bottoms. They hung loose from the knee in a way that would make a wizard envious. We all walked around like we were wearing hakama. And they dragged on the ground. That was important. Ragged cuffs. If your jeans weren't so long that they had ratty cuffs, they were embarrassingly short.
And the thing about denim is that it's a twill weave and it's cotton. So not only does it hold a lot of water, it wicks. Walking around in these suckers on a wet day could get you wet to the knees even if you never stepped in a puddle.
Then you'd go inside and take off your shoes and try to avoid letting your freezing, wet, filthy pant legs touch your skin.
Yoga pants. Hmf.
people in cold climates would have a tide line of white marks around their knees (if they were normal height) in the winter.
From wicking up road salt.
The visceral memory of that time is something that never leaves you. Everyone's jeans were many inches higher in the back than the front because you kept stepping on the hem and ripping it off. Your lower legs were so very cold. Every new pair of jeans literally enveloped your entire foot, they were so so long re: leg-to-waist ratio. Walking on a rainy day was a legitimate workout. You have no idea.
Please also remember this was the era of LO-RISE so these were meant to sit below your waist line, often with oversize studded belts. 2003 year of the teenage plumber's crack
A duck once stuck its beak in my ass crack as I dangled my filthy pant legs off the boardwalk at the lakeshore on a warm spring day in 1999.
probably should have seen it coming I guess but it's pretty fucking annoying everyone saw a conversation about "people don't understand how difficult it is clothes shopping as a trans woman" and proceeded to show just how much they don't understand it by assuming it's only about sizing and not the constant societal surveillance and inability to use the change rooms and fear of being kicked out of the story and unwillingness even for friends to recognise that there's barriers in your way and try and help you.
even people trying to commiserate with me complaining about the dumb responses assumed that it was just about sizing. and phrased it all like "you're so seen and valid". fucking christ.
wow it's almost like people don't understand how challenging it is clothes shopping even years into transition as a trans woman! who could have guessed??????
Not the strongest comparison here but
"It's incredibly difficult and challenging using public bathrooms as a transgender woman and it should be obvious why if you have paid attention to anything ever"
"Girl I feel you, welcome to womanhood. sometimes the seats are gross or someone's left something on the floor, we all experience this, you're so valid for this"
(meanwhile I'm lucky if I'm not immediately stopped upon entering)
with clothes it's like ok cool but you might notice that you are wearing womens clothes from the clothes store that you bought and were able to try on before buying and weren't called a pervert and/or pedophile over it. meanwhile I am not. so maybe this is not actually "something all women experience" or just about sizing yes?
hope this isn't derailing but i think that this is heavily shaped by this condescending attitude people have about trans women's womanhood. they treat us like little girls discovering every aspect of being a woman instead of understanding us as adults who can have fully formed and informed opinions and analysis about our lived experience.
folks assume we have everything to learn about being women, because the idea that they would have anything to learn from us about it or about being a trans woman is simply too ridiculous to even cross their mind.
Giant driftwood on a beach in La Push, Washington (2010)
I posed with this same tree in 2014 with Nyk Fury:
Ryan Driscoll (British, 1992) - Hound (2026)
Ryan Driscoll (British, 1992) - Untitled (Figure Concept of Felled Star) (2026)
Alice Bloomfield aka bl00mfield (British, based London, England) - Untitled, Drawings: Pen + Ink
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Labyrinth \\\ via
Allan O'Marra -The Bather (La Baigneuse) (2014) [1080 x 1086]
Mount Rainier Summer Wildflowers
Simply Living no.11 (Australia, 1980)
Cops busting through a barricade that they set up is pretty tough to misinterpret.
"fraternal Relations" captured by Lucas Murnaghan
getting teary eyed thinking about gerda gottlieb's paintings of her wife after she transitioned
thing is, for a lot of these paintings it wasn’t “after” lily elbe’s transition. there was no after to it. the one op posted was painted in 1928. this was 2 years before lily legally changed her name and began undergoing revolutionary gender affirming procedures. unfortunately she died due to complications of an experimental uterine transplant in 1931.
up until that point, during the day lily continued to dress in masculine clothing and even attended galleries showing gottlieb’s paintings of her. which was kind of iconic. she got to stand in a room full of people who were marveling her beauty, not knowing she was right next to them. it must have been such a cute little secret for them as a couple.
here’s gerda and lilly together
not to mention that for most people there is no real “after” to a transition. especially for these trans historical figures who had to balance identity and safety at all times.
i think having a wife paint these portraits must have felt really amazing for lily. to be able to see herself through the eyes of someone who loved her. i’m very much seconding op on the getting teary eyed.
here are some of my favorite gottleib lily paintings
Ik I've made a post about it before but hospitals don't always have the ability to cater to life or death food allergies and are often not up front about this when admitting patients.
Yesterday I had to take my roomate to the hospital. He is allergic to soy, dairy, most tree nuts, several fruits, and he has severe celiacs, so no gluten whatsoever.
Little backstory, we are both disabled, and I am his advocate in situations like these, generally I am his caregiver, though I'd say it goes both ways.
So he is being pushed to accept hospitalization, and I am agreeing until I ask about food. The nurse says "it's a hospital, why wouldn't we be able to accomidate"
I am more direct, and say "many hospitals can't, I don't mind walking to the cafeteria to confirm." She seems to get frustrated but says she will call them and leaves after belittling me for having her check.
When she returns I'm told "they cannot guarantee any of the foods we have will be allergen free, but nothing in life is 100%"
My roomate came to the hospital because he was bleeding from ulcers caused by accidentally getting a single speck of grain alcohol based hand sanitizer on his tounge.
Td;lr hospitals don't always provide for allergens, and when I brought this up in a hospital with a nurse, I was basically told the patient should just eat allergens
So, we are both getting surgery soon. I am a celiac with a severe egg intolerance and allergies to soy and wheat (including wheat based dextrose and maltodextrin). My partner, who this post is about, is a celiac who is allergic to soy, wheat, cantaloupe, passionfuit, kiwi, guava, and more! (The nut allergy blessedly went away bc autoimmune disorders can be weird)
We are fully expected to just bring outr own food for our upcoming hospital stays for Surgery. That or starve. We have to bring microwavable/pre-prepped food bc they cannot guarantee safe prep. This will be insanely expensive but the alternative is starving post-surgery. You can help here, but mostly I just want people to know the reality of ppl with multiple severe allergies in a hospital.