Ok -I’ll give an example - Me! I “identify” as a woman. I was AFAB, I have female genitals, I have given birth, I happily call myself by a female name, I see myself as a woman, I AM a woman.
BUT - I wore a dress to dh’s Xmas Do on Friday night. It was the first time I had worn a dress or skirt in months. Normally I like to wear trousers as 1. My legs get cold. 2. I cycle to work and dresses are not very practical and 3. I hate the static feel of tights (and see 1 for not wearing tights).
I probably have more female friends than male friends but I work in a very male dominated profession doing a job that many instinctively think of as a “man’s job”. (By which I mean it pays well and involves hard sums and no caring whatsoever!)
I have worn make up less than 10times in 2017.
Sometimes when with extended family I like to hang out in the kitchen doing “womanly things” as described in the article. Sometimes I prefer to watch the sport with “the men”. It depends on the sport. And who is in the kitchen. And what is being cooked.
In fact with my extended family sometimes we are all watching the sport. With occasional shouts of “shit! The dinner!” When the smell of burning becomes impossible to ignore. Sometimes we all hang out in the (far too small) kitchen and chat.
I regularly shave my armpits. I shave my legs when I can be arsed. I have my bikini line done twice a year before holidays.
Does all that give me some fancy interesting title?
No! Of course not! It makes me a (not even particularly interesting - my main interests are Hard Sums, a few minority sports and gossip from Eastenders) woman. Just not one who fits exactly into a completely ridiculous stereotype as to what a “woman” is.
I remember doing Latin at school. The books were supposed to be set about 100 AD. We found it hilarious that Marcus and Sextus spent all their time climbing trees and fighting whilst Cornelia and Flavia sat under trees and occasionally sang softly. And yet we seem to have people who think that is exactly what men and woman are!