Spent Sunday-Tuesday in DC on a work trip. When I’m travelling alone, I always dress down into that vague “masc but pretty fond of pink” androgynous look, if for nothing but to avoid TSA-related groping
Anyway, it’s been a while since I’ve had that sort of “you’re not from around these parts” staring on the street. It might have been just my Austin informality, because it seems that the DC way to dress is very monochrome, and that was never me. Or it may have been my fast walking and long hair. Who knows. Maybe it’s just me being less comfortable and feeling like a mark.
In other news, I did successfully participate in my first ever aerials show on Saturday. I look at the video and all I can see is bent knees and un-pointed legs, but it was lovely to participate, and I loved the energy of being backstage, and to feel the lights on me.
The trip also give me a nice bit of time to take off from all of it, and to recenter. And all of it gave me a chance to get photos of me looking like a real aerialist.
