I started the day yesterday looking very much the boy, I had business to attend to and felt that attire was more appropriate as I would be standing before a judge on a civil matter pertaining to a credit card bill, anyway on my way to the bus terminal I noticed at least two guys seriously checking me out so much so that one craned his neck and looked back over his shoulder after we had passed each other. I just smiled and kept walking. Now if either of those guys had seen me the way I normally dress both would probably have tried hard to pretend not to look, but would have looked any way. I'd bet good money that they are on the "downlow." The hypocrisy of some people never ceases to amaze me. On any given day I'll be really dolled up with girl jeans or shorts, a boy top, makeup and girl jewelry. I always carry a shoulder purse. Just about every day the fashion police recruit new members and they are quick to point out where I've gone wrong either directly or with snide comments to each other or stifled laughter. But you know what I hold my head up high and continue being me. I don't confront them and I ask God to help me forgive them. It makes my day when I get a compliment like the time when one of the local librarians told me that I was very pretty and appetizing while simultaneously telling me that I needed to cover up my tummy. She was very polite and of course I loved her compliments. I smiled and thanked her. My way of fighting back against the hypocrisy and bullying is to continue doing exactly what I am doing. I know that some of these people are insecure and jealous, that they wish they could look as good in their clothes as I do in mine, so they hope they can bring me down to their level but that will never happen. Like Lady GaGa said, "Baby you were born this way." 
