
ALT Selfie. SheFaerer, a white woman, the fingers of her left hand touching her left shoulder area. She wears a black top, a silver pendant with rhinestones on a black cord, a silver-gray toque, and a gray mask with a mecha kitty in purples, black, and white. She looks into the camera, her eyes done in heavy black eyeliner and mascara, with a blend of purples and rose and shimmer eyeshadows.
![Photo of makeup table with eyeshadow palettes, cup of brushes, assorted face care products, a comb, packets of tea, a sharps container, over which stands a circular mirror with its ring light lit. In the foreground, bottom-left, is a small needlework piece: on white cloth, in rainbow colored letters, the words βBe Gay [with a heart in trans pride colors] Do Crimeβ.](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FnVXQK6aYAEK6zu.jpg?name=small&format=webp)
ALT Photo of makeup table with eyeshadow palettes, cup of brushes, assorted face care products, a comb, packets of tea, a sharps container, over which stands a circular mirror with its ring light lit. In the foreground, bottom-left, is a small needlework piece: on white cloth, in rainbow colored letters, the words βBe Gay [with a heart in trans pride colors] Do Crimeβ.

ALT Photo of page with selected/highlighted words. Selected text from page 204 of Virginia Woolfβs *The Waves* follows: βWhat dissolution of the soul you demanded in order to get through one day, what lies, bowings, scrapings, fluency and servility! How you chained me to one spot, one hour, one chair, and sat yourselves down opposite! How you snatched from me the white spaces that lie between hour and hour and rolled them into dirty pellets and tossed them into the wastepaper basket with your greasy paws. Yet those were my life.β








