Since I’ve been talking about my brother Leo in my last two posts, here’s a third post that involves him.

Ever since I can remember, my older bro has this frustration over my total lack of femininity. Half of my life’s memories would be of him forbearingly convincing me to wear a dress or try on high heels or put on make-up. He would go as far as buying me all these girly stuffs enough to ram my wall of guilt and compulsory make me do/wear such girlishness.

Year 2005

This is my first ever photo shoot that my brother initiated. One day he had this compulsion to test his photography thumb and needed a girl model.

Since I was the only one home, it had to be me. He brainwashed my upper body to look like a girl…

But allowed my lower half body to be me!

Amazingly the photos turned out well.

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