{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "Assorted Genderweird Memories\n\u2022 Being in a ballet class around like second grade, being very angry that the boys were expected...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/622761521822482432/", "html": "<p>Assorted Genderweird Memories</p><p>\u2022 Being in a ballet class around like second grade, being very angry that the boys were expected to wear black shoes while the girls got to wear pink</p><p>(In retrospect this was yuppie YMCA &ldquo;enrichment&rdquo; stuff and I would have responded better to a traditional ballet education that demanded superhuman perfection through physical suffering and the constant belittling of every flaw)</p><p>\u2022 Being in a hotel room after a day of the New Jersey Renaissance Kingdom with my first gf who kinda fucked me up and her friends (the fat &amp; bawdy one, the short freckled &ldquo;some college&rdquo; Pinkie Pie type redhead one), letting them do me up in bodice and dress and makeup and take pictures with one of those disposable cameras</p><p>\u2022 Being really into The Babysitters Club and like, Seventeen magazine</p>"}