Back in the 70s, I had a few favorite non-binary outfits. I had a blue polyester jumpsuit and over that I wore a vest that fit tight like a corset or I would wear an Army jacket covered with peace slogans. The ROTC commander when nuts every time I walked by.
I usually bought jeans from the Gap, girls jeans with the fuller but because I had a 30 inch waist and 38 inch hips along with a 34 inch inseam. Of course, the pants always had pretty embroidery on the butt. A quiana top (like thin spandex) and a pair of platform shoes to complete the look. I often added a corset-vest that would show off my tiny waist and tight butt.
In the summer time, I loved to make my own cut-offs and often cut them and hemmed them up so they looked like Daisy Dukes. I wore shirts that were always tailored to fit snug from shoulders to the waist. One of the advantages of being able to sew.
I liked shoe shopping in the fall because the fall fashions for women could almost pass as men's shoes. I'd go to a shoe store where they had the shoes in the boxes arranged by size, and at the time I could wear a women's size 10, so I could easily fit into some cute girl's shoes that weren't obviously feminine except the chunk heel.
I kept my hair long and had it razor cut so that when I dried it, it would fluff up and look more feminine. From the back people would think I was a girl, and they would be rather surprised and disappointed when they saw the front.
One summer, I went to YMCA camp with my parents, and there was a youth group there that was going to sing in a performance. I started hanging out with a bunch of girls during the meals and they invited me to sing with them. They were quite surprised when I ended up in the bass section. In shorts I looked like a girl, but I had cut off a pair of Bib Overalls and it created the appearance that I was hiding breasts.
