23 Comments

    1. Stacy +1

      That’s really nice to see such a great parent-child love in a few pictures. I could relate to this story in a way when my mother bought me a cardigan from style lust shop though I was looking for some stylish pants but I appreciated the effort she did. I wear it every now and then because I’ve got a memory because of it and it makes me realize how much my mother loves me and no wonder the cardigan looks great on myself.

      So, there’s a story that is related to every small gestures she did for me and I am also making efforts to make sure our relationship and love grows day-by-day.

  3. Narvi +45

    Might be because I’m a little drunk but that me tear up a bit

    Mommy daughter hugs and kisses

    Makes me have feelings

  4. cleoreads +84

    This is so great. And the ending blew me away.

    Mothers making an effort with their queer adult children always makes me cry.

  5. Unmana +29

    Whoosh

    That’s my breath leaving my lungs at the end

    Thank you, this is amazing.

  6. Ivans_Sister +25

    I’m someone with terrible fashion sense and no time to care about it, so this still resonated with me. Especially the maybes. Love it.

  7. FortyTwo +47

    Dressing for Sundays was always the worst, wasn’t it? I don’t share these exact anxieties, but when I was a kid I had recurring nightmares that it was Sunday morning and my closet was full of clothes that didn’t fit or that were ugly or that didn’t match anything else.

    I suppose that Sunday identities just weren’t really us.

  9. NeoCleo +39

    This is somewhat similar. My mother, who is very ill, very old and lives in another state, went through hell to get me a bottle of Chanel perfume that she thought I really liked. It was the wrong perfume and I will probably never wear it but I keep it on my dresser and every time I see it I think ” I love you, Mom!”

  12. Nashirakins +25

    For me, it was my dad. Once it became really clear that it was mens clothes or bust, he’d happily buy me slacks and polos and men’s sports shirts because they fit and made me happy.

    My mom and, lord help me, mother-in-law still try to guilt and shame me into women’s clothing. I don’t quite understand why it is threatening to them that I don’t and won’t. I never got it right when I tried, and men’s clothing is comfortable and right so… ??? bafflement.

  13. WRM +10

    God I still remember the first time my mother ever bought me a boys top just completely randomly as a present instead of having to fight her for it, and that was almost 20 years ago.

  14. EmpressofBland +20

    This is SO SWEET I’m dying.

    Also you are NEVER TOO OLD for what you wanted as a kid but never got. More specifically, who could ever be too old for that awesome punk-ass sweater? Would wear 100%

  17. deadbirdbybird

    This is such a great story and I love your drawing style!
    Thanks for articulating the same childhood dress distress – I feel less alone and I'm glad that your mum came around to an understanding.

  18. StoatCat +12

    EDIT: I’m going to leave gender orientation out of it and just say that I wish I could wear what I find comfortable and attractive and still be taken seriously by straight men and other straight women.

    I’ve been told too often in life that “how you look sends a bigger message than what you say”, and my kingdom for an outfit that says “I’m a fucking professional and I expect to be treated like one.”, and maybe also is comfortable, practical, flattering, and not fraught with bullshit like back zippers and tights.

    Fuck you, tights.