Mike who hates femininity. Even as a little kid, when Nancy would try to play dress up with him, or when people called him pretty when he was younger, or when his hair was longer and his father would say he looked like a girl, or the fact that his hips were a bit to feminine, or that his lips were to full, or his eyelashes were to long, or that he didn’t have a lot of strength like a man should, or his frame was to delicate like a girl, or whatever it may be. But when he moves into the city and gets into college and starts hanging out with more open minded people and surrounds himself with people that accept him (not that the party doesn’t accept but these people understand) he starts to experiment with feminine things like say maybe he starts wearing more feminine colors like pink and purple, or letting his hair grow out, or wearing eyeliner and glitter and the occasional lipstick, or wearing heels, or painting his nails, or embracing his feminine features, or wearing more frilly, “girly” clothes. So when he and Will reconnect in their last year of college and Mike is wearing cropped shirt, his hair is shoulder length and pulled up into a pony tail, he’s wearing tons of jewelry, he has on eyeliner and glasses and his ears are pierced and his septum and his lips, and his nails are painted, and he’s carrying one of Nancy’s old messenger bags and it’s covered in pins Will tells him that he’s very pretty and for the first time in his life it makes Mike feel good instead of making him feel self conscious and like he’s failing somehow.
