A shrinking violet I am not.
As a black transgender woman, I believe Ive fought for my voice and, frankly, my looks.
Right now, were in the midst of what I affectionately refer to as a Transgender Renaissance.
Put simplyand there’s no other way to say ittransgender people are having a moment.
The resurgence of#normcoreseems nigh, and were all inundated withquiet luxuryon social media.
For the unfamiliar, gender euphoria is what a transgender person experiences when their appearance matches their gender identity.
(The latter is the easiest way to feel euphoric.
Post-pandemic, we are expressing ourselves and taking pride in our appearance, and we should.
This is our time to shine, by embracing what I call extroverted dressing.
One way to achieve this is with color.
Think bra tops by the likes ofKhaiteandBarshai, which I like to style with high-waisted jeans or mini skirts.
(The medical costs of transitioning are exorbitant, and you might as well show your body off.)
Also, youll rarely catch me outside without the aforementioned Manolo Blahnik heel.
Trans people have spent most of our lives being told how to behave, speak, and dress.
Dressing foryouis whats most important.
