When I Was 16 I Won a Drag Show in Florence

I spent my adolescence trying to be a boy. I wasn't very good at it, but I tried really, really hard. I didn't wear bright colors, I didn't listen to pop music, I didn't even style my hair until I was 17. I certainly wasn't the kind of person to dress in drag. And yet I was. And yet I did. Because when I was 16 I won a drag show in Florence.