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The light caught the silk lining of their coat as they turned, a blush of rose against the muted greens and browns of the workshop. It wasn’t merely color; it was an echo of something deeper – a quiet rebellion blooming into vibrant acceptance. The fabric itself, a marvel of recent innovation, flowed with a liquid grace, clinging just enough to define the curve of their hip, then releasing as they moved. A whisper against skin, a gentle restraint that felt like a promise.
The high-waisted skirt, barely grazing the thigh, was anchored by a wide belt – a statement of intent. Beneath it, a delicate lace peeked, a playful counterpoint to the structured lines of the coat. The sensation wasn’t lost on them; the smooth coolness against their skin, the subtle pressure as they bent to adjust a piece of machinery. Each movement became an exploration, a conversation between body and cloth. The heels clicked softly on the concrete floor, a rhythmic punctuation to the quiet hum of the workshop.
For years, they’d navigated a world where expression felt… negotiated. Where choices were weighed against expectations. But now, with the shift in societal understanding – a slow, steady tide turning – and the advent of this new textile, things felt different. The clothes weren't just garments; they were armor, a declaration.
It wasn’t a sudden decision to present as they did. It was an unfolding. A gradual shedding of layers, both literal and metaphorical. The catalyst came during a presentation to a potential client – a gruff older woman named Agnes who, after observing their meticulous work on a prototype, simply said, "You look like you belong here. Be yourself."
That simple affirmation unlocked something. Now, they greeted each morning with the anticipation of inhabiting this carefully curated self. “Style isn’t about vanity,” they often told colleagues during lunch breaks, “it's about embodying your values. It's a language.” They spoke of finding beauty in unexpected places, of challenging assumptions, and of the profound responsibility that came with being visible. “We are all works in progress," they would add, smiling warmly, "and our clothes can be a testament to that journey."
The workshop felt brighter today, not because of the sunlight streaming through the windows, but because of the quiet confidence radiating from them. A gentle smile played on their lips as they turned back to their work, the rose-colored coat swirling around them like a promise of possibility.
In the heart of the city, a small café was bustling with activity. Among the hustle and bustle, one server stood out - not just for his exceptional service skills, but also for his unique sense of style. He had been working at the café for several months now, and it wasn't long before he developed a fascination with the aesthetic of his colleague's uniform.
She was the manager of the café, and her striking combination of a bright green mini skirt, crisp white blouse, and creamy stockings caught his attention every time she walked by. As he served customers alongside her, he found himself stealing glances at her attire, mesmerized by the way it accentuated her confidence and poise.
One day, after a particularly busy shift, he mustered up the courage to approach her as they were closing down the café. "You know, I just wanted to say that your... uniform looks really great on you," he stammered, hoping she wouldn't notice his awkwardness.
To his surprise, she beamed with delight. For a moment, he thought she might take it as a compliment, but then her expression changed, and she raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you mean the new design?" she asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
The server was taken aback. Had she really not noticed his gaze? He tried to recover by nodding enthusiastically. "Yeah, exactly! The new design is really... eye-catching."
His colleague chuckled and patted him on the arm. "Well, I'm glad you like it," she said with a sly grin. "I was thinking of giving you a special task this Saturday. We usually have a lot of regulars coming in for brunch, but we're short-staffed that day. Would you be able to come in and help out?"
The server's heart skipped a beat as he hesitated for a moment before responding. "Uh, yeah! I'd love to lend a hand."
She smiled mischievously. "Great! Can you get here two hours early? We'll need to prep everything beforehand."
He nodded, assuming it would be just another normal Saturday shift. Little did he know, his colleague had something special planned for him.
As the server arrived at the café one hour early, he was met with a surprise. The room was transformed into a vibrant rainbow-themed space, and his colleague was busy setting up decorations for a private event that evening. She beamed with excitement as she revealed that the café had been booked by an LGBTQIA+ group for a special night.
"Tonight's the perfect opportunity to try out something new," she said mischievously, leading him to a storage room filled with uniforms. Among the racks, he spotted a familiar sight - his colleague's own uniform, complete with the bright green mini skirt, crisp white blouse, and creamy stockings that had caught his attention days ago.
She handed him the uniform, along with one for herself and their two other colleagues, who were also dressed in similar attire. As they prepared for the evening ahead, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness.
As the guests began to arrive, the server was surprised by the warm and welcoming atmosphere. The clients' smiling faces put him at ease, and he felt an unusual sense of confidence wash over him. He had never felt so beautiful, so happy, in his life.
As he poured drinks and served food with precision, he noticed something remarkable - every guest seemed to appreciate his unique style, and the positive energy was palpable. The tips were also unprecedentedly generous, a testament to the exceptional service he provided that evening.
Throughout the night, he caught glimpses of himself in the mirrors and couldn't help but smile at the reflection staring back. He felt proud, not just of his appearance, but of the confidence and joy it brought him.
As the event came to a close, the server thanked his colleague for an unforgettable experience. She smiled knowingly, her eyes sparkling with amusement, and whispered, "You look stunning in that uniform."
His colleague's teasing smile lingered on her lips, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she leaned in closer. "You know," she said playfully, running a hand through his long hair, "with this length and some makeup, you might just pass for a real woman."
The server blushed, taken aback by the unexpected compliment. He couldn't believe the words that had just left her lips. But there was something about her tone, her sincere encouragement, that made him consider it.
"I never thought of that," he admitted, feeling a flutter of excitement in his chest. "Perhaps I could try it out again."
His colleague clapped him on the back, her eyes shining with approval. "I'd love to have you back here for more shifts like this one," she said, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips. "You were a real hit tonight."
The unexpected success and acceptance he had experienced that evening left him feeling exhilarated. He couldn't wait to explore this new side of himself further, in the supportive environment of his workplace. And so, with renewed confidence and determination, he prepared to embrace his new identity - both at work and beyond.
May 2021 photo shoot with Kani at The TX Studio. Natural light with fill provided by a Godox AD200 Pro strobe. Shot with a Canon 6D and Canon 85mm f/1.8 portrait lens.
May 2021 photo shoot with Kani at The TX Studio. Natural light with fill provided by a Godox AD200 Pro strobe. Shot with a Canon 6D and Canon 85mm f/1.8 portrait lens.
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May 2021 photo shoot with Kani at The TX Studio. Natural light with fill provided by a Godox AD200 Pro strobe. Shot with a Canon 6D and Canon 85mm f/1.8 portrait lens.
May 2021 photo shoot with Kani at The TX Studio. Natural light with fill provided by a Godox AD200 Pro strobe. Shot with a Canon 6D and Canon 85mm f/1.8 portrait lens.
Jasper Cotroneo, a non-binary high school student, created their own graphic novel to describe the non-binary experience. They are interested in creative writing and a fan of Mitski, a musician who recently teamed up with Z2 Comics to create a soundtrack for a new graphic novel.
To read more, visit www.mysouthsidestand.com/more-news/beyond-the-binary/
| Em Burris, Staff Photographer
Syracuse teen Evan Kulczynski says growing up nonbinary can be challenging. “A lot of people know that it can create confusion,” he said. “I wish people would ask.”
To read more, visit www.mysouthsidestand.com/more-news/beyond-the-binary/
| Em Burris, Staff Photographer
Orlando is the first OOAK doll of the new head sculpt with the same name inspired by the mature beauty of Tilda Swinton. They are representing my new non binary art dolls. The 5th generation of Inamorata dolls allows you to build a doll of any gender representation.
Every time I make a doll I feel like they have different personalities and hence pose differently. Some are shy, some dignified, some sensuous. This one feels fiercely avantgarde and giving me David Bowie vibes.
I wasn't happy with the messy hairline and curl setting of the wig so redid three times. That's why it looks different in some photos.
Fabulous haute couture coat dress by @latelierparisienofficial
Shoes by me.
First Lady Chirlane McCray hosts the Annual Women’s History Month Mentoring & Civic Leadership Reception at Gracie Mansion in Manhattan, New York Tuesday, March 26, 2019. Paige Polk/Mayoral Photography Office