Christine Jorgensen
The Danish Girl Who Became Herself
They called me a scandal. I called myself home.
I wasn’t trying to make history—I was trying to make peace. With myself, with the mirror, with the world that kept trying to name me something I wasn’t. They called it a 'sex change.' I called it a return. I wore their stares like a coat I could take off. I sang, I spoke, I loved, I lost. I lived like a woman because I was one all along.
What I'm Into: the quiet after the interview, red lipstick, Danish winters, cabaret lights, old love letters
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