For me, early in transition, I struggled as many transwomen do with coming up with how to speak in the language of fashion and to say what I wanted it to mean. I tried skirts, dresses, but didn't know how to pair them appropriately either with other garments or with the proper occasion. So, I drifted to more comfortable, more androgynous dress.

Ten years on, I became more comfortable, and realized that I didn't want to have crossed the gender divide just to wear a tee shirt so, with more awareness, I started wearing more feminine dress, and do to this day.

Now, pink's just not the right color for me. I do better with blues, greens, violets. But pink represents a reclaiming. Something I sacrificed as a child and distanced myself from, a feminine color representing feminine things I loved but that I came to realize would 'give me away'. So, if anything comes in pink (other than clothes), I'll buy it in pink. Because I've travelled so long and so far, that I can hold it before me as an accomplishment.

Great stories, everyone!