I am Mindy Dawn Friedman and my pronouns are she/her/hers and they/them/theirs. I live in Atlanta, Ga with my wife, Megan Volpert, talented author, critic, teacher, and love of my life. I believe in living my life out loud with passion, compassion, flair, and an open heart and mind. My gender expression is masculine of center/gender non-conforming and is both authentic and purposeful. As a Visual Activist I dress in a manner that inspires me and stirs onlookers to engage in dialogue in order to drive visibility, awareness and social change. My message of love, protection, unity, and equality is intersectional by nature and action.
My passion for fashion has been a part of my life since my early years. I used to buy my dad the most outrageous ties as a kid. Noticing that he never seemed to wear these gifts, I mentioned it one day. The next day, he put on one of the ties, wore it to school (he was a math teacher for over 30 years), and couldn’t get through a class period or a hallway stroll without receiving compliments. In fact, someone offered him cash on the spot for one of the ties. Just like that I was a taste-maker… for my dad… at 9 years-old. Later in life I realized that the ties I was buying for my dad I sub-consciously really wanted for myself.
Even as a kid I felt like a square peg trying to make it in a round peg world. There was an ‘otherness’ that I couldn’t quite place my finger on, but it still loomed large, especially in my fashion sense. I remember my favorite outfit in junior high school that I found with mom at Burlington Coat Factory: bright yellow pants (with a snap vest to match), black polo with fine bright rainbow colored stripes, and a black newsie cap.
When I started shopping for myself, I discovered I was more attracted to the men’s side of the store. I would always walk in the door, pretend to peruse through the women’s section, then find myself browsing through the men’s sale rack. In my mind, I had at the ready some story that I was buying this shirt or those pants for my brother or my dad. Was I afraid that the security guard was going to bust me for buying boxers in a bra?
This coincided with a life-defining incident for me. I was living in San Francisco and went out to some restaurant in the Marina district with a few friends. As I exited the women’s restroom in my Gap men’s section best, a woman who was walking into the restroom looked at me, then looked at the sign on the door, then back at me. She then said aloud, “Just checking.” Really? In my mind, I honked her breasts and said back to her, “Just checking.” She took the wind out of my sails in San Francisco? Reflecting now upon this incident, I realize I gave too much power both to perception and gender.
Since then, my sense of fashion and style have grown immensely, as well as my overt activism associated with my gender non-conforming identity. When someone miss-genders me, says something that is rife with cis privilege, or asks a question around gender, I take these as teachable moments and treat them with extreme grace.
Within the last 5 years, I have elevated my sense of style — inspired by Ugly Betty, Shail Upadhya, several Batman villains, and the challenge of a good power clash. I was honored to be listed amongst the “100 MOST STYLISH DAPPERQS 2016” in dapperQ . I also had the honor of walking 2 the 2018 and 2019 NYFW DapperQ Fashion Show at the Brooklyn Museum, an epic annual event highlighting queer owned designers, brands, and a beautiful rainbow of queer models.
In the work place I have been a change-maker influencing Diversity & Inclusion policies and helped found two Employee Resource Groups — to uplift and support members of disenfranchised communities within the workplace.
Along my journey, I’ve encountered true trail-blazers like NiK Kacy, Anita Dolce Vita, Gabrielle Claiborne, Sonny Oram and so many more. These folks have transformed, transcended and transitioned the conversation around gender. Whether it is offering a unisex shoe that empowers to #WalkYourWay, or driving awareness through visual and professional activism, my voice would not be as clear or focused without them.