A series of transitional experiences buffered with liminal doughnuts

The hoodie...

One upon a time I was a girl who liked to date really big and tall girls.

At some point non-monogamy became the norm for my relationships.

Eventually I found my best understanding of myself as Genderqueer.

Then I went out and found a super heavy grey Carhartt work hoodie that is about four sizes too large for me and bought it for myself.

When I found the best understanding of myself as I am at this time, I was able to determine what it was that I really wanted out of life and get it for myself without harming myself or anybody else.

It's all well and good to steal your sweetie's hoodie, or to “borrow” your sweeties' sweeties' hoodies, but just because that's the way it's always shown in the stories and the movies doesn't mean that it's the best way to feel warm and snuggly whenever you want to.

Also, I feel that wanting to steal someone's clothing is a perfectly cromulent reason to have sex with them, and I think we should see more of that in all media.