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Inconsequential femininity or not, I'm graduating on Wednesday and I needed something to wear to the ceremony. I'd planned to actually go look in real stores in Manhattan, but being in Jersey on weekends as is my long-time habit, I found myself in the crappy nearby mall with my friends.

I didn't think I'd actually find a dress I could wear to a graduation, but I did find a dress. And I haven't had a new dress since I was 14 years old. I think erin is right, she is a shopping good-luck charm.

I rarely shop for new clothes, since clothes don't look good on me, thus I generally just wear old clothes until they fall apart. So it was a novel experience to walk into a store and want the first dress I tried on. And then walk into another and want the first pair of boots I found. And when I wear them together, I feel like Natalie Wood in the movie of Gypsy looking in the mirror before her first strip. (If you don't remember the line, you're not [a] gay [man] enough to understand the reference anyway.*)

I may as well end up wearing them to the ceremony anyway, although the ensemble is not particularly graduation-y. (Neither is my alternative: dirty jeans and decomposing high-tops.)

*I'm not a gay woman, but I am a gay man.

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