Is it better to change your eye and hair colour when dressing? Or is it easier to keep the same?
It’s always easier to do, well, nothing. So, yes, it’s easier to make small changes and even easier to make no changes.
But is it better?
I suppose it’s completely up to you. ”Better” is arbitrary.
Although I’ve been wearing a caramel colored wig for the last few months, I prefer a solid black hair color because it’s the same as my natural hair. I wear contacts but I suppose I could wear contacts that change my eye color. But I don’t feel it’s necessary to do that. My eye color is not something I give any consideration to when I, well, do anything.
Some girls prefer to change EVERYTHING. Different hair color, different eye color, different everything compared to their male physical attributes. Essentially to be as different, at least physically, as their masculine presentation.
And again, that’s up to the individual.
Some of us, especially when we begin presenting en femme in public, agonize and fret and worry about anything that would reveal either their birth gender or their masculine identity. If you are worried about someone figuring out that you are presenting as a gender that is different than the one you were assigned at birth, you are likely scrutinizing every single aspect of yourself. Your height, voice, body shape, everything.
Of course, there are things one can do to adopt a more feminine appearance (at least based on the world’s narrow perspective on gender from a binary standpoint). But really, for most of us, there’s only so much one can do.
Long hair, for the most part, is associated with femininity. So, my wig is long.
Please note that one does not need to have long hair, or any hair at all, to be femme.
I can have a more traditional feminine hairstyle, but I can’t do anything about my height.
Please note that one does not need to be a certain height to be femme.
You can’t worry about the things you can’t change. I don’t even think you should worry about the things you CAN change.
But I get it. I was terrified of someone reading me before I went out for the first time. And for the third time. And so on.
However, if there’s anything I’ve learned about going out en femme it’s this:
- I don’t care if someone sees me and realizes I am transgender. I AM transgender
- I don’t know what ANYONE thinks. It’s entirely likely someone at the mall sees me and thinks “she is trans” or “that’s a dude” or “cute dress” or “I wish I could walk in heels like that”.
I can’t read someone else’s mind. And I am certainly not going to go up to some rando and ask for their opinion about me. That’s just weird. I don’t need anyone’s validation anyway.
Essentially I don’t care if others speculate on my gender identity or the gender I was assigned at birth. I can’t stop them and it really doesn’t impact my life.
Being read is one thing. Being recognized is another. In almost fifteen years of going out en femme, I have yet to bump into someone who didn’t know about my gender identity. Even if I did, changing my eye color wouldn’t prevent someone from my male life putting two and two together.
Love, Hannah
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