when cishets send out wedding invitations with a dress code where there's a code for men and a code for women (and the code for women always only lists dresses as an option) it pmo so bad
I hate feeling like I'm going to be "causing a problem" by wearing pants if someone's bigot grandma sees and I offend her delicate sense of gender. and then I have to determine if the straggots just accept me personally (but would not tell their bigot grandma to pound sand, and would see it as a me problem for causing drama) or if they actually don't give a rat's ass about what their bigot family members think
