Through her photographs, Cass Bird asserts the positive existence of people who push the perceived boundaries of gender. In this way she suggests a world that is Whitmanesque in rejecting society’s restrictions. In this photograph, taken on a rooftop in Brooklyn, Bird’s friend Macaulay stares out from under a cap emblazoned with the words “I Look Just Like My Daddy.” Macaulay’s gender is ambiguous. Her cap’s proclamation is likewise ambiguous—perhaps it is true, or perhaps it is an ironic statement of an expectation that will never be realized.