Orientation: Portrait

I’m sitting in front of the big portrait mirror, watching the incremental improvement in my hair under the expert scissors of my lesbian hairdresser. I can talk comfortably about my partner – and hers – and indeed about being trans. I told her early on, half presuming it was already obvious from my thin hair on top, my characteristic hairline, and to signal that I was OK to be identified.

This is such a well written and easy to read blog post, from Andi.  Most of it is just relating a conversation with her hairdresser, but do read it to the end.  You don't want to miss her chat with a homeless girl on the street.