I feel like I was a tomboy the moment I was spit out of the womb. My brother's "Hang Ten" shirts and GI Joe dolls were always more suitable to me than my dresses and Barbies.
|"Me in my older brother's Boy Scout uniform"|
I wanted to earn my own badges. I wanted to go camping, learn to "widdle" a piece of wood, and scale the side of a mountain.
Instead, I was put into the Girl Scouts - and there I was, in a dress, doing girlie things for badges and selling cookies. I didn't last long.
As for my brother's uniform, I had to settle for parading around in it when he wasn't home.
When I look at this photo now, it reminds me how natural it was for me to be a tomboy and it is so clear that our sexuality is predetermined and not a choice at all. My first girl crush was on a girl in my 2nd grade class.
I wanted to be near her at all costs.