Growing up, I had a thing for colorful clothing. I always wanted shirts with flowers on them, or there were even articles of clothing for girls that I wanted to wear. Heck, there are still some gorgeous patterns on women's clothing that I wish came in a men's cut.
I was pretty much always ridiculed by my older brother and cousins and my father for liking "girly things" and quickly learned that I needed to pretend to be someone I was not in order to avoid being made fun of or getting in trouble. Couple that with the fact that I was constantly being made fun of for my name and immigrant family, and school wasn't really all that fun for me.