Growing up, I never felt like the nursery rhyme about snakes and snails and puppy dogs’ tails represented me. I wanted desperately to be made from sugar and spice. I felt like the things I was supposed to like weren’t for me. They didn’t represent who and what I was and am. As I got older and heteronormativity complicated me having mostly if not exclusively girls for friends. I was even more excluded. The boys still didn’t want to be with me, nor me them, but girls were even more confused by me. The fact that I was now attracted not just to being them but also being with them made it even harder. I made this photograph because ultimately, this is the divide between my perceived self and the me that others perceive. Does this bow make it more palpable? Does this make me who I am?