I don't think of myself as a model. I'm genderqueer, and I've got tattoos.
I had no words for these feelings. And then people started using the word Ms. Suddenly, there was this handle with which I could identify myself and understand why I felt so out of whack with the culture around me.
Nonbinary, gender-nonconforming, and trans people have always been around, just as long as any other type of person.
I have a theory of living on the boundary: on the boundary of patriarchy and the boundary of different dimensions.
"Gender trouble" is old. I mean, you know, in New York, it is old. I mean it's sweet. I mean people are really kind about it but it's like a former love affair you had and you're done.
I'm just Jeffree. Everyone calls me he/she/whatever they want to call me; I'm an alien.
I was a weird but definite kid, and there were essentially no gender roles for me to fit into.
I'm not gender-fluid. I'm not gender-nonconforming. I'm not gender-free.
