I’ve been wanting to write about women and girls’ first (or early) run-ins with beauty standards—in part because feeling disconnected from the performative nature of femininity is such a huge part of trans narratives—when I suspect that’s an experience that is more common than not!—but also because it’s interesting on its own terms.
So I think the question is:
Whatever your grown-up relationship to beauty standards may be,* there was the moment those standards first surfaced in your life. What happened? What did you think and feel and do in response?
*Feel free to include this—I’m interested!