Raising My Rainbow is written by the mother of a slightly effeminate, possibly gay, totally fabulous son. She’s chronicling their journey on Queerty right here.
C.J.’s Brother is a Lego-building wunderkind. While he loves to build and engineer, C.J. hoards the mini-figs (a.k.a. the Lego people, for those of you not up on your Lego lingo). I find C.J.’s hoarded mini-figs everywhere: in his pockets, in his backpack, under his pillow, in the bath and – one time – up his nose.
C.J. can’t just leave the mini-figs as is. He HAS to switch them up. The Martina Navratilova-inspired tennis player gets the hula girl head complete with a plumeria in the ear. The skateboarder boy gets the disco dancer’s huge black afro. The Kung Fu master gets the queen’s crown and braids. But my my all-time favorite … is this one.
Created by C.J., it is his favorite too. He refers to it as both a “pretty he and a she. In private, C.J.’s Dad refers to it as the “Village Person” Lego and I refer to it as “Gay Pride” Lego.
In case you were wondering, that’s a policeman’s head with Princess Leia body. Check out the cleavage! Or are those pecs?