Fashionably Femme

Fashionably Femme | Cat

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Welcome to Fashionably Femme, a blog series featuring femmes from all nooks of the LGBT*QIA community. These rocking folks are girl bosses, moms, entrepreneurs, and all sorts of amazing human beings.

Today, we have Cat. Cat is a rocking actor with killer style and an even better voice. She’s a great coffee companion and an even better friend. Now let’s learn about her style.

Cat | Fashionably Femme 

I use my style to express my individuality; I wear heeled lace-up boots with my blouses and pencil skirts to go to my office job in the Loop and so far no one’s said shit. (Fun fact: they’re the same boots I wore to play Egon in a Ghostbusters burlesque. The more you know!) I like knowing I’m dressing for myself and if people have a problem with it, or are turned on by it, or feel whatever they feel, that’s got nothing to do with me. Especially when I started performing burlesque, it began to feel really ridiculous to get dressed up in something that made me feel good, and then question it: “Is my skirt too short? Is someone going to have a problem with me if I go out in this?” (As someone who was raised evangelical, this was a wonderful feeling.)

Some of my favorite pieces are my leather jacket, which I wear for most of fall and spring – I bought it in (I think) Kansas City when I was doing a touring children’s show. There’s the Egon boots ($10, Target). The dress in my photos was the first piece of clothing I bought with my first real paycheck – and the most expensive piece of clothing I own. Pretty much any time I can combine leather with a skirt, I’m happy. “Pants are tyranny” was a favorite saying among the folks I lived with through college, and frankly, if I could cross-stitch, I’d cross stitch it and hang it over my door.

One aspect of my style evolving was going through two separate short-hair phases, during at least one of which (college) people definitely read me as gay (which was a great cosmic joke, since I still hadn’t realized it myself). I love having piles of hair; it just feels good. But between the hair and my long-term male partner I really only feel “seen” around my choir family. I came out as pansexual after college, and I definitely feel like a late bloomer, and a newcomer, and it’s truly strange to feel so strongly that my sexuality is an important part of me as human being and to have it go largely unnoticed in the world. It’s a mindfuck.

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

Fashionably Femme | Cat | Stile.Foto.Cibo

 

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