I grew up in a very conservative little hick city in Washington State called Enumclaw. Everyone seems to ride horses there, go to school in either camouflage or safety orange, and they all keep their hunting rifles in their trucks. I've even seen some flying Confederate flags despite us being in the north of the United States.

I left this little town and traveled an hour drive north for college to Seattle, Washington. Seattle is a large and very liberal city, with a gay mayor even. Without the oppression and fear of getting shot for coming out at both queer and goth, I could finally let me freak flag fly. Here are five types of clothing I wore to class at the University of Washington that I couldn't wear to Enumclaw High School.