I recently ran across this discussion of gendering. It starts off talking about the author's little kids being gendered by the Christmas gifts they receive, and the surprisingly large extent to which their gender is probably constructed by others' actions and expectations. It's kind of scary: For his first birthday my son got a total of nine ( Read more... )

My hair is now even shorter than it was before. I was getting sick of the emo-front-part getting in my eyes while I was trying to do stuff, so Mom cut most of that off, and trimmed the rest while she was at it. And now I guess I look even more androgynous/ewimo than before. I got called "sir" at the airport today -- "Sir! you dropped your....uh... ( Read more... )