I've been called "son" or "sir" my whole life. And I'm 39 now.
I don't get it. I am a VERY curvy girl: biiiiig hips, tiny waist, broad shoulders and I'm not flat-chested. Oh no, not flat chested! I don't wear men's clothes very often, I always wear obvious earrings. Since getting my nose pierced it's only happened a couple times. I have a "girly" nose pierce.
Once it happend when I was wearing a pale lavendar t-shirt, huge purple earrings, and had SKnot yanking on my arm shouting "mommy mommy, I want a candy bar, mommy mommy mommy!"
Maybe it's because I'm 5'8" and stand tall. Maybe I give off "Butch Vibes". It's a mystery to me.
"If Americans want to live the American Dream, they should go to Denmark." - Richard Wilkinson