Hit pretty close to home in all the expected ways (talking about dating, admirers, passing, misgendering, restrooms) but also refers to an issue I've never seen mentioned in a TG-themed strip before: how an MTF transperson's voice can seem to drop five octaves when they cough, thereby giving themselves away to everyone within 100 feet of them. I know I've talked about that on my blog before, as well as the sneezes with more destructive force than Hurricane Katrina--which usually strike in places like the library.

I must also say, though, there are some things I could not relate to--the protagonist is younger, prettier, definitely thinner than I am, not to mention able-bodied. I couldn't help but think that it might fall to me to create a strip about a transgender person with the added complication of disability. One who comes up against the impossible ideal of beauty imposed on cisgender and transgender women alike.

Incidentally, I love her l'il plush dinosaur pal...I have a whole bed full of plush friends, so that kind of tickled me to see.