You can like wearing sundresses and lace and still be nonbinary.
You can like wearing pantsuits with ties and still be a woman.
You can like wearing floral patterns and still be a man.
Gender identity is valid. Gender expression is subjective. Gender norms are bullshit.
I’m glad the portrait of Ben Franklin stayed the same on the new $100 bill. There’s something about his slight, tight frown, the paternal hint of disappointment in his eyes and those pursed, sealed lips that seem to say, “I don’t approve of what you’re doing, but I can’t stop you from rolling this banknote into a straw and ripping a fat rail of white lightning in the Buffalo Wild Wings handicapped bathroom stall, you goddamn beautiful disaster.”