An Open Letter to Everybody That Thinks I am a Boy

Dear every grocery store employee, Target clerk and old lady at the mall --

Hello. My name is Claire and I am a girl. Let me stress than one more time. I am female.

While I appreciate the fact you feel I am a "hansom little fella" and have "blue eyes that will break a lot of little girls hearts someday" (not that there is anything wrong with that), I feel that I must correct your misconceptions of the contents of my diapers.

I understand that I don't have much hair and sometimes wear colors other than pink, but let me assure you of my non-boyishness. But why should I feel compelled to dress in a frilly lace dress every day just because you can't tell the difference between the two sexes.

Love--

Claire

PS - Seriously, what about this looks like a dude...