I had a wonderful experience today at MAC Cosmetics. MAC has always been known for being friendly to the community and their store at Crocker Park on the west side of Cleveland is certainly no exception. I was treated wonderfully by everyone and thoroughly enjoyed myself.
By the way, for any of you new or shy gals out there who are thinking that this took a lot of courage on my part - it turns out that it really didn't. I'm pretty timid and even *I* felt comfy after a few minutes - and it's amazing what a phonecall in advance to break the ice did for everyone involved.
The key to my "courage" was being very up-front so they (and I) had no surprises. I called them beforehand and asked 1) if they did makeovers and 2) whether they were accepting of the transgendered community. I was pretty sure I already knew the answer to both questions but this gave the woman on the phone a chance to mentally adjust to the fact that a guy was on the phone with her making an appointment for a makeover.
Once that was out of the way, I set up an appointment with her for a private back room. That was another question I asked beforehand...I'm SOOOO not ready to be transformed in front of an audience!
I got there a little early, en-drab, and asked for Diana. As far as the rest of the world knew I was just a salesman/husband/etc. I brought an exercise bag with a couple of wigs that I thought would help her get a feel for how I look, help pick colors, etc. I also brought a camera - although I was careful NOT to be an imposition with it. When Diana brought me back to get started, I just asked if I could take a few photos along the way to help me remember. She sais 'No problem.'
As we got rolling she asked lots of questions about colors I liked, gave me tips for getting foundation to look natural, etc. I was still a little nervous but she was very outgoing and professional. At each step, she'd do the right side and then have me do the left while she watched and gave feedback. By the end of the session we were both very comfortable. She was suggesting colors and 'hey, how about if we try this.' I even forgot to take pictures until she reminded me and we snapped off a few. I'd worn a light halter dress under my guy-stuff so a quick unbuttoning of the shirt (with advance warning - don't scare the natives girls!) let us do couple waist-up photos of me "fully" en-femme.
All-in-all, this was the best $100 I've spent in a long time. 90 minutes of undistracted fun. I'll definitely go back and I hope next time that I can go out afterwards instead of having to clean everything off at the end & leave all that hard work in a pile of wipes :(
If any of you local gals are thinking about this, I'd encourage you to give the Crocker Park store a call and ask for Diana. Tell her I sent you - maybe I'll get some free lipstick on my next visit for the referal, LOL
I just had to do it. Feeling like i wanted to just go freestyle for the day, I went out shopping (in guy mode) wearing a 14 inch denim kilt, a pair of semi-opaque black pantyhose over my fishnets, while wearing my Miz Mooz 2 inch heel boots. It was cold and rainy out, so I had a plain jacket as well. I did some shopping, but bought nothing, then got my hair trimmed. My stylist loved the look. I might have to do it again this weekend.
From the critically acclaimed blog writer Ana Cristina Garcia and after a very long hiatus, here her new blog entry that will make you fall asleep in boredom.Here are some of the media’s reactions to this literary accident:
“Same old, same old”The Cross-dresser Times
“Not the same story again” Drag Magazine
“If I read one more story like this from her I will commit suicide”The TG Herald
But why take their word for it when you can verify yourself?Take the plunge…
An Unscheduled Visit to the Therapist
The last time I had been out to the therapist was on December of 2008 and since then I had only been out one more time, last week, with my sister-in-law.That outing was cut short and did not get to do all we had planned.Therefore, I was left a bit anxious to be out again and luckily I got to go out, on my own, just a few days later (Monday, October 19).Following are the accounts of this unexpected but satisfying time out and about as Cristy.
On Sundays temperature dropped down dramatically (for tropical standards) and I decided that if it continued on Monday I would dress and try to go out.The reason I would prefer a cold day is that I can wear clothes that cover up my legs and chest without having to shave.I had dreamed about going out in one of the warm mini-dresses that I had worn, with tights and high heels, for a photo session last January.I was undecided between the gray and the brown sweater-mini-dresses seen on the links below (from January):
My wife was out of town so I could not ask for her opinion so I emailed a couple of photos in each outfit to my sister-in-law and she recommended the brown.I was all made up and ready to put on the dress when I got her response and took her advice.I wore it exactly as I did in January except that I wore a brown top underneath to cover the white corset since the dress has a see-through knit in the middle, as you can see in the photo above.I also wore a different watch and styled my hair a bit different, without the bangs.One thing that made a big difference in my appearance was a piece of advice I got from my s-i-l regarding how to put on makeup base by pressing the sponge against the face rather than rubbing it.I totally recommend that, as the coverage is more even and the pores are less evident.I could not help to think that the first time we went out with her it was me giving makeup advice to her and now, after paying more attention to her appearance (which she says was motivated by seeing how her brother-in-law could make himself into a convincing woman).I guess that there is always something to learn, even for a veteran.
This is how I looked after returning from my long-awaited little adventure into the real world:
Notice the different hairstyle and wristwatch.Other than that it is all the same as in January.
Once all was in place I put plenty of Ralph perfume on me and I was ready to head out at around 5 p.m.My plans were to drive to the mall and wonder about for a while but then it occurred to me that I could stop by the therapist’s office and say hello to the secretary with the excuse that I had lost my cell phone and their number with it.Remember that to her, I do not live in town and come every so often to visit family and when that happens I try to schedule and appointment.
As is usually the case when I go out, I always have someone on call in case I run into trouble.That person is usually my wife but since she was out of town, I called my sister-in-law and she was up to it.
I got there and took a final check on my makeup and hair before getting off the car.Once I was ready I got off the car, walked to the doctors office and rang the bell.It was about 5:10 and I knew the doctor would be seeing his last patient of the day.To my surprise, the door was opened not by the secretary but by a female psychologist that works there too.I said hello and noticed that the secretary was on the phone as we smiled at each other.She seemed pleased to see me and after hanging the phone up we greeted with the traditional kiss on the cheek.
I sat down and she said that it had been a long time.I replied that I had lost their telephone number and therefore had not been able to set appointments on previous visits to town.She then gave me a card with the numbers and I put it in my purse as I commented that maybe I would call before I returned home (in Miami) to set an appointment.She said that the last patient of the day had canceled and that the doctor could see me right then.I replied that it would be fantastic but I did not have any cash on me to pay for the session.She said that she would go upstairs and ask the doctor if I could pay later and he said that he would see me in five minutes.As you can imagine, this is not what I had planned but I thought it would give me the chance to interact a bit more as Cristy only this time with someone who knew who I really was.The secretary offered me something to drink and I declined her offer arguing that I had just met for coffee with some girlfriends.She then asked if I had cut my hair and I replied that I had only styled it differently.As a matter of fact, since it is a wig, I guess that I have always had it the exact same length up to a micron.We chatted about this and that and then the doctor called for me so I got up and went up the stairs.He came out to greet me and said that it was a pleasant an unexpected surprise.
Conversation with the doctor was very casual an informal, this time.We talked about what I was wearing and I told him that I was a bit self-conscious given that I was wearing a mini-dress but he said that I looked very good in it and that my legs looked ok in tights and a little thin if anything.He also mentioned that the only thing that looked a bit suspicious were my hands but that for a tall woman that would border on the big side.Keep in mind that for our culture, at 5’ 6” without heels, I am a tall girl.If you add, at least 4” heels then I am much taller than the average female here and even those who are as tall or taller then I, are a lot thinner, most of the time.All in all, I am lucky to still able to pass for a taller than usual woman.
We talked about many topics including his family, specially his grandchildren.I felt right in character all the time and the only odd thing was a call that my male side had to made to the secretary to cancel the appointment “he” had for Wednesday.I could not afford two appointments so close to each other and since the issues of my male side are under control there was not much need for that.For those who are not aware from previous postings, Cristy does not go to therapy to be treated on cross-dressing or anything else.It is just a mere excuse that her male side cooked up along with the doctor so that she could have a safe environment in which to interact and where everybody else thinks of her as a genetic female (or so it seems so far after 13 visits over a 3 year period).
When discussing how would we handle payment for the session he said that my male side could bring it or that Cristy could send payment with someone else but that would be difficult.It occurred to me that if I had a chance to dress the following Thursday (my dressing window would end on Friday) Cristy would drop by to pay herself.I am hoping for this last option, as you can imagine.
Before the session came to an end, I told the doctor that I had plans to go to the mall and that I needed him to check if there was anything suspicious.Again, all of the times I have been to the mall on my own I have worn pants and not dresses and this dress was short.He did not see anything out of order, I greeted him goodbye and came down the stairs.As I came down the secretary was still there but was on the phone again.I just waved her goodbye and as she put the phone aside to say bye I told her that I might stop by on Thursday to pay for the session.There was a guy in the waiting room and I just smiled, greeted him and went out the door.
I walked to my car and started driving to the mall. I arrived at the mall at around 6:30 and it was already dark. The mall was more crowded than I expected, and I had trouble finding a parking place.I finally found one and walked towards the escalators.My first stop was at a drugstore to get me some throat pills.A guy who treated me like any other customer tended me.He always used the female form and did not give any unusual or strange looks.After paying I put the pills and change in my bag and went on my usual shoe store “pilgrimage”.It is amazing how once you have attained self-confidence; the stomach butterflies are a thing of the past.I do miss them but enjoy my outings more now that it is second nature.
I went in almost all the shoe stores in the mall and in all of them interacted with the clerks, who were usually female.Again, there were no signs of anyone noticing I was not a woman.Even though it was cold outside it was warm inside the mall and I got thirsty.I walked to the food court to get me something to drink at a Burger King.This time it was a man who tended me and all went smoothly.While I was at the cashier a lady stood next to me and we smiled at each other.She then said “Wow, you really look elegant”I thanked her and told her that I had dressed like that because it was cold but it was too hot inside and that why I was getting something to drink.Once I got my soda I said goodbye to the lady and looked for a table to sit.I sat for about 5 minutes while I finished my soda and then got up, dropped the cup in the trash and walked towards the lady’s room.
When I got in the lady’s room there were two other women grooming themselves up.I stood next to the long mirror and placed my bag on the vanity top to get my makeup out.You have no idea how I felt when I saw my reflection and I was these two other ladies and I was one of them.I was just another girl touching her makeup up before heading back home.The reflection in the mirror was that of a confident woman and one that was at ease with her appearance.I thought to myself, I look every bit as feminine as any of those other ladies.I touched up my lips, as I did not need powder or eyeliner and headed out feeling more confident and womanly than never before.
Before leaving I went to a couple more shoe stores and then went to a kiosk to pay for parking.Again I was kindly tended by a guy and walked to my car.I then drove back home with my confidence all charged up.I so needed this because it had been too long since I had been out in the wild at my own pace.One more confidence booster was that I was wearing more flashy clothes and even then I did not receive any suspicious looks from anyone that I noticed.
Being out in the real world is the ultimate experience for a cross-dresser and once you taste the sweet nectar you just can’t live without it.Dressing for staying in the confines of four walls is no longer as thrilling as it used to be.I’d rather wait for a long period to dress and go out than dress often and remain caged.
I am really looking forward to this Thursday and the idea of going to the therapist office to pay for my session last Monday.If you were able to get this far, I commend you for your perseverance and promise not to torture you with something like this again :-)
Yesterday, my gf thought it would be fun to paint my toe nails, and I just said ok. She used a purple color thats a little shiny. I feel so pretty now ^_^
Slowly making things happen. Making changes in my life, my appearance. I have been letting my hair grow out for the last few years. Even after having about 5 inches cut of earlier this year, it is still at my shoulders. I am continuing with my laser hair removal on my face. I can see major improvements, but still a few places where it needs a few more sessions. I have been dressing more androgynously over time. The only jeans I own came from the women's dept. Depending on where I am going, I wear heels often. I have been asked about them once, and just responded 'Because I can', and that was the end of it.<p>
I have been seeing the gender councillor at the local clinic. Slowly opening up to him about my past and my issues. If all goes well, I should be getting some hormones soon. <p>
I am working on my makeup techniques. Still have along way to go, to make it look natural. Might have to take some lessons in person as opposed to the tutorials on YouTube.<p>
I took a quick trip to Vegas a few weeks ago, and wore my stilettos from home, to the flight, then all the way to Vegas. I had to change out of them once I landed, the friend I was staying with is a bit conservative. I wore them on the flight home, but took them off before leaving the airport.
My professional life includes a lot of travel, so my hubby and me often spend a few sad moments of farewell and of course also happy moments of welcome hugs at the airport.
So this Sunday evening. When I was ready to pass the security gate, the lady officer looked at me and said
"The lady is next please!"
I ensure you, I was not in drag and my male professional self is nothing like my Alexa self, to say it in plain words, I look very average as a gent.
Of course the lady officer blushed and asked for excuse. I was amazed to hear me say:
"Don't worry, you don't know how close you are to reality. You might have been tricked by some kohl traces..."
She went stumm for a few seconds and then replied:
"You can say this so openly, cool!"
So Alexa get's her place in my life, and I don't even need to dress up ;-)
Well the Crazy Bitch is still up to no good....Kristina came over the other day to hang out with me for a bit....Boy did i get a ear full....It's bad enough that she is living with her boyfriend Raymond...who she can't stand anymore...But now she is also seeing another guy name Bobby...He's 39 yrs old....(5 yrs younger then Kristina)...behind Raymonds back...She said she wouldn't be screwing Bobby if Raymond would pay attention to her.....Well I'm not taking sides here...But kristina has been living in Raymonds house for a year now....And not once did she get a job....she does have a little pet grooming salon in the back yard of Raymonds House......
And yes she does groom dogs.....But....she only does a couple of dogs here and there just for spending money for cigs or Crack or beer at the bar....she needs to get off her lazy ass and go get a full time job....even if it's something she don't want to do...it's something till something better comes along....She was talking about moving to Colorado with this guy name Bobby who by the way has no upper teeth....I can understand about starting over and living somewhere new to make a new start in life.....But not with some dumb ass guy that she met just a few months ago......
Whats going to happen if she goes way the fuck out there and shit hits the fan?....it's not like she has money in the bank and credit cards that could help her get back here if it don't work out....She's fucking Crazy...43 yrs old and still acting like she is in college.....Thank God i keep a job and pay my bills...don't have to worry like she does or will have to....And if she thinks for one minute that i am going to send her money to bring her ass back here...she is dead wrong...cause if i do send her cash she will spend it on crack then tell me a sob story of why she can't get on the bus or plane to get back here.....Yes she is my friend and i do like her alot...cause i see what she can be in life and all the cool things that she can do well.....But of course she don't see it....
She always say over and over again how she needs to get a full time job save some money and move....Been a Year....Nothing has happend and i do mean nothing...Her car is in Raymonds Name cause she can't offerd the insurance on it....And I'm sorry i don't see Raymond throwing her the keys and saying have a good life....
Kristina says she would leave in a Heartbeat if Raymond Gives her 3 thousand dollars to leave....Once again i can't see Raymond writing her a check for 3 grand...I'll keep u posted on her
The shit never ends here...Soon as u think the water is calm...shit hits the fan again...My friend Walt right now at this very moment is in our local Hospital getting his middle toe cut off....Why?.....cause it is infected...which is the result of not taking care of himself....See Walt is wierd....he let his toe nails grow and grow...to the point where his nails couldn't go anywhere but be pushed back into the skin ...what a fucking dumb ass....he could of gotton a pair of nail clippers for a couple of bucks at Walmart.......and advoided this whole situation....
While i was at work last night he texxed me from his Hospital Bed trying to convince me that he got a hand Job from a 27 yr old nurse.....LMAO.....Right.....sorry That never fucking happend...like his friend Bill said last night..if that was true....half of the men in this town would be in the Hospital.....He must be on some good drugs
Now an update on my Roomate Heather....She's still a Crazy fucken Bitch....But in all honesty i do like her....Why?....Don't know Yet....Last week...while her boyfriend Jason was at his place sleeping cause he had to be at work at 5 in the morning.....Heathers x boyfriend came by here and took her to a motel with a hot tub in the room....Did Crack...gave her x a blowjob....then came home 9 hrs later...trying to tell me that giving her x boyfriend a blow job was not cheating on Jason......Am i missing something here?.....I feel that means cheating....if I'm wrong then so be it....Her foodstamps were cut off cause they found out she was getting unemployment.....Did she get a job yet?......Nope.....I'll keep u posted...By the way....No Poor jason doesn't know what Heather did behind his back....
My Roomate Heather is a fucking trip...she's 35 yrs old....very cute girl....stands about 4 foot 11...Red hair...and a non stop yacking machine...I love her to death..as a friend and roomate....But she needs to get her shit together...As far as help keeping this place clean...she's dam good at it....
Right now she's on unemployment....June is when her checks will stop coming...She needs a job...she knows this....cause she mentions it almost everyday...But she doesn't do anything about it...What she does do is....sleep all fucking day till 1 or 2pm.....then she watches her stupid soaps...(have no clue which ones )...she'll then take a shower....and then she pops open a beer...and thats the rest of her day
She's a fucking trip...I first met her a year ago....she was my nieghbor who lived out back in apt 14 with her boyfriend at the time name Joey....(the little Hippy)...together as a couple they seemed good for each other....but i guess it wasn't behind closed doors...To make a long story short...Joey met a girl at work named Amy....and 3 weeks later he moved in with her and her 2 young kids....Just left Heather...I felt bad for her...But then i found out she was fucking around with the maintance man name Dan that works on our property...Jesus Christ..no wonder why he left her...
But as the story goes....she moved in here..she loves it...She hasn't worked since oct of 08...she can work...she just doesn't want to....lazy Bitch...And she has a habbit of hanging with all the guys that live out back....But she does have a boyfriend named Jason....(in time i will write about him)...I like him....he's a bit goofy but he has a good heart and this man works...
I'll tell u what's going to happend....come june...when Heathers unemployment runs out...she is going to end up moving in with Jason....Now he only has a room that he is renting down the street from us...he has his own private bathroom...but there is no kitchen in his room....he does have a fridge and a microwave...All i want sweet Heather to do is put the fucking beer down and go get a job.....I myself smoke pot on a daily basis...But i also work and keep a job and pay my bills...I'd like to see her get it together a little bit more.....I'll keep u posted on this person as well
About 2 yrs ago i met this girl named Kristina...she moved in here and rented the second biggest bedroom...when i first met her she had a job grooming dogs at a Pet store thats about 3 miles from the house...She was cool and yes i liked her...She's my age but a year younger...real pretty greek girl..(straight)..about 5 foot 7...a little on the chunky side...but it didn't matter cause her looks made up for it...
When we first met we hit it off right from the word start...While she was living here she had a crack probblem....i didn't know this at first...she was real hush hush about it...then one day she asked me if i smoked it....told her no....but i did in my late teens cause it was the thing to do in the early 1980's.....
Kristina was a trip....and still is today...she has a friend of her's name Rick that she has known for 15 yrs i guess...Rick is a Piece of shit in my book...he can get the best fucking crack in town...BUT...he makes kristina sleep with him for the stuff...and of course Kristina goes right along with it...cause number one...she knows Rick for many years...and number 2 the Bitch is addicted to it....
One time i said fuck it...I'll buy about 300 dollars of the shit through Rick..hook him up for getting it for me...then turn Kristinia on....Just to see what she is like when she is high off of Crack...OH MY GOD.....LMAO....I don't see how Rick fucks her while she is on it cause the Bitch does not sit still for one minute...she kept on walking around the room....peeping out the window blinds...looking under her bed..looking in her closet....going in the kitchen looking in there...she told me she thinks someone is watching her...or thats how she feels...As for me i just sat there at the kitchen table drinking a cold beer watching her do this over and over again
Well that was the first time i did that with her...and it was the last time....(just didn't buy anymore)...Now of course Kristina keeps on doing it...sometimes i would sit there with her while she is hitting the crack pipe...and i would smoke my weed from my lovely Bong that i call a Tokemaster....and just watch her while shaking my head...
The crack got to her...finally one day she lost her job at the grooming place...But of course Mommy and Daddy paid her bills till she got another job....while she was looking for work...she stopped at a local hole in the wall bar and met a fruit cake name Raymond
It was love and lust at first sight for the both of them...3 weeks later she moved out of here and moved into his place....which is a house about 2 miles from me....It was a fucked up situation to begin with...and it still is to this day...Raymond didn't work when i first met him...he was on unemployment...so instead of looking for work he would sit on his laptop all day at the eBay website....selling and trading anything and everything that had to do with Miami Dolpohnes football shit...and drink fucking Rumple mints liquir....
When kristina first met him she was in love...today she is lost but still living with him....and no Kristina doesn't work....why should she...she has it made....the house that Raymond has is in his fathers name so his daddy pays for the 500 a month morgage...plus daddy pays the electric....only thing Raymond has to pay is food and the gas bill...thats it.....Raymond finally got a job at Wendys...doing grill work...yes the bastard flips burgers 6 days a week....Now why would this 40 yr old man who has been in construction all his life turn to Wendys for a job?....Simple...
He went to jail for DUI...and while he was in he got the job at Wendys...work release i guess u call it...while he was behind bars....fucking Kristina took over the house and made it into a crack house...now that Raymond is out of jail and back living in the house...it's back to normal meaning no more crack..(at least at that location)...But plenty of drinking and Drama....What will happen next is anyones guess...I'll keep u posted
I can't beleave my friend and CoWorker Walt...that son of a bitch has a death wish..He's still fucking around with that 25 yr old girl from McDonalds...He asked me yesterday if i would switch shifts with him so he can go fuck this girl while her boyfriend was at work
What a Asshole...I don't get it....he has kids that age...He tells me..that he knows in his heart that he will never be married to this girl or even live with her cause of thee age difference....But he has no probblem fucking her till it's over...I can tell he pushes sex on her....cause when she asks him what would u like to do for the day...he responds by saying You know what i want....My God...what an ass...I do like this guy...he's good to work with cause he does his job pretty good at the plant...And yes we do work together a couple of times a week...And we do talk shit to each other....But what he really needs to do is find someone his own goddam age..and stop fucking around with these young kids who have no life...or is lost in life...Yes she is 25 and a woman...but i met her...she is cute...but she is dumb as a bag of rocks....and fucking Walt is taking that for his advantage
One day...either she will walk away....or her boyfriend is going to beat the living shit out of Walt and probably kick her ass out of the apartment..it's just a matter of time...He thinks he is all bad and cool cause of his little girlfriend...Personaly myself i don't have a probblem dating younger people...Nothing under 30 yrs old...Why?...Because thats my choice
So today was my day off from work....Didn't do to much of anything...Didn't eat anything all day long except for coffee and some bottle water...So while i was in chat today at about 4 pm...i started to get hungry...But of course since I'm a woman i can't decide on Pizza from Jerry and Sals...or a thick juicy steak at a Sports Bar....
But i made the right choice and decided on the steak.....Went to this cool sports bar thats about a 15 minute walk from my house....Went inside and sat at the bar...it wasn't really busy in there and of course the bar staff were all new people..(As Always)...I ordered a kalua and Cream...(I do like those also...I don't always drink Jack Daniels)...Sitting next to me to my right were 2 young guys....they were both drinking beer and taking shots of Jack...one of the guys that was sitting next to me was celebrating his 21st Birthday with his buddy...Birthday Boy decided to slide over to me while i was reading the menu...lol...I must admit he was a cute little young thing....While i was ordering my steak he decided to buy me a shot of Jack and join him and his little friend who was only 22 yrs old
So Guess what?......I did.....i slid over to where they were....they both shook my hand and told me there Names.....Mike is the Birthday boy....and David is the little 22 yr old....we chatted a little manely about my bike that was right there out the window.....Then the 3 of us took our shots....Then Birthday boy decides to order himself a long Island Ice tea....why not....he can...he's 21 today....lol....My food came out...man was it good i love the way they cook your steaks in the kitchen on a fire grill....Outter crust...inside soft and juicy....Yum Yum...
While i was eating...Birthday Boy decides to order all 3 of us another round of jack....so he did...we all took our shot.....soon as i slid to the empty seat next to me to grab a napkin where the salt and Pepper was......Birthday Boy blew his cookies all over the bar...his friend got sprayed...if i didn't move i would of gotten sprayed also......LMAO....This Poor kid probably won't remember anything in the morning....Even thow...i never met these 2 goof balls before in my life....I had a pretty good time with them
Don't You just hate days like that?...Right now my life is.....Same shit different day..My life is starting to remind me of that Movie...Groundhog day...I get up every fucking morning..go straight to to bathroom for my morning unloading of the bladder...then i make a pot of fucking coffee...that i know dam well half of it is going to be poured down the drain....then i open my fucking blinds..to see if the earth is still out there....then i turn on the weather channel to see if i can beleave any of it....then it's fox news..then it's the puter
While i look at my emails...i then pour me a cup 0f joe...a little bit of cream is all i take...go back to puter...finish reading emails.....then off to youtube....then Fucking MySpace...then freaken facebook....then last stop is here...in chat...After that i take a shower...talk shit to my dumb ass Roomate...dress...catch a buzz...go back on line...then off to the Harley Plant.....I need a car.....I have a car but the transmission is fucked up...I have a bike....but the weather has been pretty cold and wet outside...so i can't do that.....My bills get paid....i keep a roof over my head and i don't call off from work....last time i did call off was 15 months ago...just need wheels..thats my only probblem that i am having right now....just need to fix my own wheels thats parked outside my livingroom window....or fucking buy another set of used wheels from someone i don't know through the paper
I have a friend of mine who's 53 yrs old.....He works part time at the Harley plant where i work at...Walt also works at fucken McDonalds doing maintance and cleaning from like 4 in the morning till 1 pm...Walt is cool but he is headed for a ass whipping...Even thow he is also the President for Our fire dept...one of these days he's going to be Head line news in our news paper...See Walt has been seeing this girl name Christina who also works at McDonalds..
She is 25 yrs old.....2 kids...and living with her Boyfriend Brian...Why is Christina seeing Walt?....cause she needs an escape rout from her boyfriend cause they are not getting along...And Walt is in it for the sex...and he loves it...thats all he talks about...while at work or anytime when he is with me...Christina this and Christinia that....He's been banging her for 3 months now on a weekly basis....I'm happy for him that he is happy....But what Walt don't understand is....one of these days he is going to get busted..and Probably by Brian Himself....then what?....I tell him almost every day...enjoy it while u can....cause when it stops it's going to stop...Either she is going to work it out with her boyfriend Brian cause he is the father of both her kids.....Or Walt is going to end up getting his ass whipped....there is no in between here...Funny thing is....when the fire dept gets that call to Christinas house and they see Walt splattered all over the walls...there is going to be some heavy news traveling over the News Papers.....President of Penn Township Fire company was rushed to local Hospital for Getting his ass whipped by Boyfriend of 25 yr old that he is banging at McDonalds.......LMAO...Everytime he goes and see's her..he texes me....i always make sure my ATM card is on me just in case i need Bail money for his stupid ass
Who am i and why am i here...That's the one question i get everytime I'm in chat..Well it's pretty simple to me...But maybe not You...Since the day i was born back in 1964...My body has been female....that's why my parents who adopted me named me Barbara...But growing up i did do some girly things now and again...But for some reason i always felt male inside...I didn't grow up with any brothers or sisters....so it was just me...I enjoyed....playing with Lincoln Logs...Those little plastic green army men..that come in a bag with like 100 inside...loved playing Basketball in High School....even thow i never reached over 5 foot 2 in hieght
I skate boarded...hung out with all the boys in my nieghborhood...went fishing...deer hunting...When i was doing all these things...i never knew that something might be wrong...like wait a minute...I'm male inside...but why isn't my body matching my inner soul of who i am????
I'm very very lucky that god allowed me to be a good looking woman...Cause he could of very well made me look like an ugly dog!!...No I'm not gay....that's another thing i don't understand about myself...if i feel male inside...then i must like women when it comes behind a bedroom door....Nope i don't...I like males...i also love Tg's and shemales...I just think they are the most sweetest looking people in the world...Just wish i could find just one that i can call my own...Not worried here...I beleave in my heart and well being that When i am ready to really meet her...God will bring her to me......Peace
After a wonderful day as Alexa which included a shopping spree, chilling out in a nice cafe and an evening at the movies, I rehearsed with my beloved husband.
Jokingly he asked "do you consider yourself normal? Dressing up as a woman and pretending to be a woman?".
Me not normal? A pervert? A fake?
My point was (not jokingly):
People spend their spare time riding motorbikes, fishing, shopping, painting, playing with model railways, having anonymous sex in darkrooms, etc.
Most of them consider their activities as a hobby. They have a good time, they relax.
So when I spend my spare time wearing makeup, false tits and sexy wardrobe...
Hey everyone, so today I played this computer game called Little My Maid, its a japanese PC hentai game. If you don't know what hentai is, its japanese anime cartoon porn. I'm not into the whole hentai stuff but this game actually got me pretty turned on. Well anyways, you play this boy who is on vacation and sees this girl getting raped by 3 guys. You get to choose between saving her or doing nothing (I saved her ^_^) anyways you find out that she is a maid for this mansion. She takes you to the mansion and you find out that is ran all by these beautiful women. There is 4 maids and the owner of the mansion. Well the point of the game is mostly to read through the storyline which many parts you get to choose what happens next. Since this is a hentai game there are many scenes where you have sex with one of the maids or even the owner. I really liked the owner so I had sex with her the most. I really enjoyed the games, many parts of the game really turned me on. If anyone is interested in trying this game, I can tell you how to get it ^_^.
it's so hard to be a part-time/weekend crossdresser. Due to business travel, I have to limit Alexa to only a few weekends. Today I packed my suitcase again for a trip and I came into melancholy mood to leave my 'second skin' at home again.
It is this urge that many of you feel, I know. But the days as Alexa are among the most precious days in my life, I can assure you.
OK, its been sometime since i posted on here. I have been really busy with working and school. I am so ready to finish school, and sometimes it get me frustrated cause i can't get finished as fast as i want. I have been making big strides in my life as a woman. Looking like going fullltime is getting more of a possibility and maybe sooner than i thought. I have been dressing ona more regular schedule and getting better with makeup and clothing. I lost 35 lbs so far since summer and i am proud as i can be over it, but the biggest change has got to be the feelings i have. I talk it over with a GG frined i have online and tell her how i am thinkning about different situations on my life and goals i plan on moving on. I know i am thinkng more like a woman everyday. To me thats passing, well i don't think the goal is to pass anymore. The goal is to blend in, blend in with all the other women out there in the world. I want to be like them in every way, not just wearing the clothes. 2008 has been a wondeful year and great learning experience for me. I have learned being a woman or being my true self has brought confidence i have never known, i was huge talking those first steps outside as myself and meet someone I feared would run at first sight. I am so happy i did it. No regrets, NOW THATS A FIRST. I can't wait for more.
Makeup Lesson at MAC
Christine Young November 14th, 2009 9:53 pm MSTI had a wonderful experience today at MAC Cosmetics. MAC has always been known for being friendly to the community and their store at Crocker Park on the west side of Cleveland is certainly no exception. I was treated wonderfully by everyone and thoroughly enjoyed myself.
By the way, for any of you new or shy gals out there who are thinking that this took a lot of courage on my part - it turns out that it really didn't. I'm pretty timid and even *I* felt comfy after a few minutes - and it's amazing what a phonecall in advance to break the ice did for everyone involved.
The key to my "courage" was being very up-front so they (and I) had no surprises. I called them beforehand and asked 1) if they did makeovers and 2) whether they were accepting of the transgendered community. I was pretty sure I already knew the answer to both questions but this gave the woman on the phone a chance to mentally adjust to the fact that a guy was on the phone with her making an appointment for a makeover.
Once that was out of the way, I set up an appointment with her for a private back room. That was another question I asked beforehand...I'm SOOOO not ready to be transformed in front of an audience!
I got there a little early, en-drab, and asked for Diana. As far as the rest of the world knew I was just a salesman/husband/etc. I brought an exercise bag with a couple of wigs that I thought would help her get a feel for how I look, help pick colors, etc. I also brought a camera - although I was careful NOT to be an imposition with it. When Diana brought me back to get started, I just asked if I could take a few photos along the way to help me remember. She sais 'No problem.'
As we got rolling she asked lots of questions about colors I liked, gave me tips for getting foundation to look natural, etc. I was still a little nervous but she was very outgoing and professional. At each step, she'd do the right side and then have me do the left while she watched and gave feedback. By the end of the session we were both very comfortable. She was suggesting colors and 'hey, how about if we try this.' I even forgot to take pictures until she reminded me and we snapped off a few. I'd worn a light halter dress under my guy-stuff so a quick unbuttoning of the shirt (with advance warning - don't scare the natives girls!) let us do couple waist-up photos of me "fully" en-femme.
All-in-all, this was the best $100 I've spent in a long time. 90 minutes of undistracted fun. I'll definitely go back and I hope next time that I can go out afterwards instead of having to clean everything off at the end & leave all that hard work in a pile of wipes :(
If any of you local gals are thinking about this, I'd encourage you to give the Crocker Park store a call and ask for Diana. Tell her I sent you - maybe I'll get some free lipstick on my next visit for the referal, LOL
Hugs! - Christine
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Something to wear
Sherri T October 31st, 2009 12:23 am MDTI just had to do it. Feeling like i wanted to just go freestyle for the day, I went out shopping (in guy mode) wearing a 14 inch denim kilt, a pair of semi-opaque black pantyhose over my fishnets, while wearing my Miz Mooz 2 inch heel boots. It was cold and rainy out, so I had a plain jacket as well. I did some shopping, but bought nothing, then got my hair trimmed. My stylist loved the look. I might have to do it again this weekend.
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An Unscheduled Visit to the Therapist
Ana Cristina García October 20th, 2009 8:42 pm MDTFrom the critically acclaimed blog writer Ana Cristina Garcia and after a very long hiatus, here her new blog entry that will make you fall asleep in boredom. Here are some of the media’s reactions to this literary accident:
“Same old, same old” The Cross-dresser Times
“Not the same story again” Drag Magazine
“If I read one more story like this from her I will commit suicide” The TG Herald
But why take their word for it when you can verify yourself? Take the plunge…
An Unscheduled Visit to the Therapist
The last time I had been out to the therapist was on December of 2008 and since then I had only been out one more time, last week, with my sister-in-law. That outing was cut short and did not get to do all we had planned. Therefore, I was left a bit anxious to be out again and luckily I got to go out, on my own, just a few days later (Monday, October 19). Following are the accounts of this unexpected but satisfying time out and about as Cristy.
On Sundays temperature dropped down dramatically (for tropical standards) and I decided that if it continued on Monday I would dress and try to go out. The reason I would prefer a cold day is that I can wear clothes that cover up my legs and chest without having to shave. I had dreamed about going out in one of the warm mini-dresses that I had worn, with tights and high heels, for a photo session last January. I was undecided between the gray and the brown sweater-mini-dresses seen on the links below (from January):
Brown:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/3292401559/
Gray:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/3270000780/
My wife was out of town so I could not ask for her opinion so I emailed a couple of photos in each outfit to my sister-in-law and she recommended the brown. I was all made up and ready to put on the dress when I got her response and took her advice. I wore it exactly as I did in January except that I wore a brown top underneath to cover the white corset since the dress has a see-through knit in the middle, as you can see in the photo above. I also wore a different watch and styled my hair a bit different, without the bangs. One thing that made a big difference in my appearance was a piece of advice I got from my s-i-l regarding how to put on makeup base by pressing the sponge against the face rather than rubbing it. I totally recommend that, as the coverage is more even and the pores are less evident. I could not help to think that the first time we went out with her it was me giving makeup advice to her and now, after paying more attention to her appearance (which she says was motivated by seeing how her brother-in-law could make himself into a convincing woman). I guess that there is always something to learn, even for a veteran.
This is how I looked after returning from my long-awaited little adventure into the real world:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/4030933986/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/4030177723/
Notice the different hairstyle and wristwatch. Other than that it is all the same as in January.
Once all was in place I put plenty of Ralph perfume on me and I was ready to head out at around 5 p.m. My plans were to drive to the mall and wonder about for a while but then it occurred to me that I could stop by the therapist’s office and say hello to the secretary with the excuse that I had lost my cell phone and their number with it. Remember that to her, I do not live in town and come every so often to visit family and when that happens I try to schedule and appointment.
As is usually the case when I go out, I always have someone on call in case I run into trouble. That person is usually my wife but since she was out of town, I called my sister-in-law and she was up to it.
I got there and took a final check on my makeup and hair before getting off the car. Once I was ready I got off the car, walked to the doctors office and rang the bell. It was about 5:10 and I knew the doctor would be seeing his last patient of the day. To my surprise, the door was opened not by the secretary but by a female psychologist that works there too. I said hello and noticed that the secretary was on the phone as we smiled at each other. She seemed pleased to see me and after hanging the phone up we greeted with the traditional kiss on the cheek.
I sat down and she said that it had been a long time. I replied that I had lost their telephone number and therefore had not been able to set appointments on previous visits to town. She then gave me a card with the numbers and I put it in my purse as I commented that maybe I would call before I returned home (in Miami) to set an appointment. She said that the last patient of the day had canceled and that the doctor could see me right then. I replied that it would be fantastic but I did not have any cash on me to pay for the session. She said that she would go upstairs and ask the doctor if I could pay later and he said that he would see me in five minutes. As you can imagine, this is not what I had planned but I thought it would give me the chance to interact a bit more as Cristy only this time with someone who knew who I really was. The secretary offered me something to drink and I declined her offer arguing that I had just met for coffee with some girlfriends. She then asked if I had cut my hair and I replied that I had only styled it differently. As a matter of fact, since it is a wig, I guess that I have always had it the exact same length up to a micron. We chatted about this and that and then the doctor called for me so I got up and went up the stairs. He came out to greet me and said that it was a pleasant an unexpected surprise.
Conversation with the doctor was very casual an informal, this time. We talked about what I was wearing and I told him that I was a bit self-conscious given that I was wearing a mini-dress but he said that I looked very good in it and that my legs looked ok in tights and a little thin if anything. He also mentioned that the only thing that looked a bit suspicious were my hands but that for a tall woman that would border on the big side. Keep in mind that for our culture, at 5’ 6” without heels, I am a tall girl. If you add, at least 4” heels then I am much taller than the average female here and even those who are as tall or taller then I, are a lot thinner, most of the time. All in all, I am lucky to still able to pass for a taller than usual woman.
We talked about many topics including his family, specially his grandchildren. I felt right in character all the time and the only odd thing was a call that my male side had to made to the secretary to cancel the appointment “he” had for Wednesday. I could not afford two appointments so close to each other and since the issues of my male side are under control there was not much need for that. For those who are not aware from previous postings, Cristy does not go to therapy to be treated on cross-dressing or anything else. It is just a mere excuse that her male side cooked up along with the doctor so that she could have a safe environment in which to interact and where everybody else thinks of her as a genetic female (or so it seems so far after 13 visits over a 3 year period).
When discussing how would we handle payment for the session he said that my male side could bring it or that Cristy could send payment with someone else but that would be difficult. It occurred to me that if I had a chance to dress the following Thursday (my dressing window would end on Friday) Cristy would drop by to pay herself. I am hoping for this last option, as you can imagine.
Before the session came to an end, I told the doctor that I had plans to go to the mall and that I needed him to check if there was anything suspicious. Again, all of the times I have been to the mall on my own I have worn pants and not dresses and this dress was short. He did not see anything out of order, I greeted him goodbye and came down the stairs. As I came down the secretary was still there but was on the phone again. I just waved her goodbye and as she put the phone aside to say bye I told her that I might stop by on Thursday to pay for the session. There was a guy in the waiting room and I just smiled, greeted him and went out the door.
I walked to my car and started driving to the mall. I arrived at the mall at around 6:30 and it was already dark. The mall was more crowded than I expected, and I had trouble finding a parking place. I finally found one and walked towards the escalators. My first stop was at a drugstore to get me some throat pills. A guy who treated me like any other customer tended me. He always used the female form and did not give any unusual or strange looks. After paying I put the pills and change in my bag and went on my usual shoe store “pilgrimage”. It is amazing how once you have attained self-confidence; the stomach butterflies are a thing of the past. I do miss them but enjoy my outings more now that it is second nature.
I went in almost all the shoe stores in the mall and in all of them interacted with the clerks, who were usually female. Again, there were no signs of anyone noticing I was not a woman. Even though it was cold outside it was warm inside the mall and I got thirsty. I walked to the food court to get me something to drink at a Burger King. This time it was a man who tended me and all went smoothly. While I was at the cashier a lady stood next to me and we smiled at each other. She then said “Wow, you really look elegant” I thanked her and told her that I had dressed like that because it was cold but it was too hot inside and that why I was getting something to drink. Once I got my soda I said goodbye to the lady and looked for a table to sit. I sat for about 5 minutes while I finished my soda and then got up, dropped the cup in the trash and walked towards the lady’s room.
When I got in the lady’s room there were two other women grooming themselves up. I stood next to the long mirror and placed my bag on the vanity top to get my makeup out. You have no idea how I felt when I saw my reflection and I was these two other ladies and I was one of them. I was just another girl touching her makeup up before heading back home. The reflection in the mirror was that of a confident woman and one that was at ease with her appearance. I thought to myself, I look every bit as feminine as any of those other ladies. I touched up my lips, as I did not need powder or eyeliner and headed out feeling more confident and womanly than never before.
Before leaving I went to a couple more shoe stores and then went to a kiosk to pay for parking. Again I was kindly tended by a guy and walked to my car. I then drove back home with my confidence all charged up. I so needed this because it had been too long since I had been out in the wild at my own pace. One more confidence booster was that I was wearing more flashy clothes and even then I did not receive any suspicious looks from anyone that I noticed.
Being out in the real world is the ultimate experience for a cross-dresser and once you taste the sweet nectar you just can’t live without it. Dressing for staying in the confines of four walls is no longer as thrilling as it used to be. I’d rather wait for a long period to dress and go out than dress often and remain caged.
I am really looking forward to this Thursday and the idea of going to the therapist office to pay for my session last Monday. If you were able to get this far, I commend you for your perseverance and promise not to torture you with something like this again :-)
With my deepest respect and gratitude,
Cristy
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Toe Nails
Sakura The Cutie October 4th, 2009 8:42 pm MDTYesterday, my gf thought it would be fun to paint my toe nails, and I just said ok. She used a purple color thats a little shiny. I feel so pretty now ^_^
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Baby Steps, Baby Steps
Sherri T September 12th, 2009 8:36 pm MDTSlowly making things happen. Making changes in my life, my appearance. I have been letting my hair grow out for the last few years. Even after having about 5 inches cut of earlier this year, it is still at my shoulders. I am continuing with my laser hair removal on my face. I can see major improvements, but still a few places where it needs a few more sessions. I have been dressing more androgynously over time. The only jeans I own came from the women's dept. Depending on where I am going, I wear heels often. I have been asked about them once, and just responded 'Because I can', and that was the end of it.<p>
I have been seeing the gender councillor at the local clinic. Slowly opening up to him about my past and my issues. If all goes well, I should be getting some hormones soon.
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I am working on my makeup techniques. Still have along way to go, to make it look natural. Might have to take some lessons in person as opposed to the tutorials on YouTube.<p>
I took a quick trip to Vegas a few weeks ago, and wore my stilettos from home, to the flight, then all the way to Vegas. I had to change out of them once I landed, the friend I was staying with is a bit conservative. I wore them on the flight home, but took them off before leaving the airport.
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Sorry I'm a Lady
Alexa May 17th, 2009 1:07 pm MDTMy professional life includes a lot of travel, so my hubby and me often spend a few sad moments of farewell and of course also happy moments of welcome hugs at the airport.
So this Sunday evening. When I was ready to pass the security gate, the lady officer looked at me and said
"The lady is next please!"
I ensure you, I was not in drag and my male professional self is nothing like my Alexa self, to say it in plain words, I look very average as a gent.
Of course the lady officer blushed and asked for excuse. I was amazed to hear me say:
"Don't worry, you don't know how close you are to reality. You might have been tricked by some kohl traces..."
She went stumm for a few seconds and then replied:
"You can say this so openly, cool!"
So Alexa get's her place in my life, and I don't even need to dress up ;-)
kisses
Alexa
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Update on my friend Kristina
Barbara May 5th, 2009 1:48 pm MDTWell the Crazy Bitch is still up to no good....Kristina came over the other day to hang out with me for a bit....Boy did i get a ear full....It's bad enough that she is living with her boyfriend Raymond...who she can't stand anymore...But now she is also seeing another guy name Bobby...He's 39 yrs old....(5 yrs younger then Kristina)...behind Raymonds back...She said she wouldn't be screwing Bobby if Raymond would pay attention to her.....Well I'm not taking sides here...But kristina has been living in Raymonds house for a year now....And not once did she get a job....she does have a little pet grooming salon in the back yard of Raymonds House......
And yes she does groom dogs.....But....she only does a couple of dogs here and there just for spending money for cigs or Crack or beer at the bar....she needs to get off her lazy ass and go get a full time job....even if it's something she don't want to do...it's something till something better comes along....She was talking about moving to Colorado with this guy name Bobby who by the way has no upper teeth....I can understand about starting over and living somewhere new to make a new start in life.....But not with some dumb ass guy that she met just a few months ago......
Whats going to happen if she goes way the fuck out there and shit hits the fan?....it's not like she has money in the bank and credit cards that could help her get back here if it don't work out....She's fucking Crazy...43 yrs old and still acting like she is in college.....Thank God i keep a job and pay my bills...don't have to worry like she does or will have to....And if she thinks for one minute that i am going to send her money to bring her ass back here...she is dead wrong...cause if i do send her cash she will spend it on crack then tell me a sob story of why she can't get on the bus or plane to get back here.....Yes she is my friend and i do like her alot...cause i see what she can be in life and all the cool things that she can do well.....But of course she don't see it....
She always say over and over again how she needs to get a full time job save some money and move....Been a Year....Nothing has happend and i do mean nothing...Her car is in Raymonds Name cause she can't offerd the insurance on it....And I'm sorry i don't see Raymond throwing her the keys and saying have a good life....
Kristina says she would leave in a Heartbeat if Raymond Gives her 3 thousand dollars to leave....Once again i can't see Raymond writing her a check for 3 grand...I'll keep u posted on her
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Update on Walt and My roomate Heather
Barbara May 1st, 2009 11:05 am MDTThe shit never ends here...Soon as u think the water is calm...shit hits the fan again...My friend Walt right now at this very moment is in our local Hospital getting his middle toe cut off....Why?.....cause it is infected...which is the result of not taking care of himself....See Walt is wierd....he let his toe nails grow and grow...to the point where his nails couldn't go anywhere but be pushed back into the skin ...what a fucking dumb ass....he could of gotton a pair of nail clippers for a couple of bucks at Walmart.......and advoided this whole situation....
While i was at work last night he texxed me from his Hospital Bed trying to convince me that he got a hand Job from a 27 yr old nurse.....LMAO.....Right.....sorry That never fucking happend...like his friend Bill said last night..if that was true....half of the men in this town would be in the Hospital.....He must be on some good drugs
Now an update on my Roomate Heather....She's still a Crazy fucken Bitch....But in all honesty i do like her....Why?....Don't know Yet....Last week...while her boyfriend Jason was at his place sleeping cause he had to be at work at 5 in the morning.....Heathers x boyfriend came by here and took her to a motel with a hot tub in the room....Did Crack...gave her x a blowjob....then came home 9 hrs later...trying to tell me that giving her x boyfriend a blow job was not cheating on Jason......Am i missing something here?.....I feel that means cheating....if I'm wrong then so be it....Her foodstamps were cut off cause they found out she was getting unemployment.....Did she get a job yet?......Nope.....I'll keep u posted...By the way....No Poor jason doesn't know what Heather did behind his back....
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My Roomate Heather
Barbara April 19th, 2009 7:56 am MDTMy Roomate Heather is a fucking trip...she's 35 yrs old....very cute girl....stands about 4 foot 11...Red hair...and a non stop yacking machine...I love her to death..as a friend and roomate....But she needs to get her shit together...As far as help keeping this place clean...she's dam good at it....
Right now she's on unemployment....June is when her checks will stop coming...She needs a job...she knows this....cause she mentions it almost everyday...But she doesn't do anything about it...What she does do is....sleep all fucking day till 1 or 2pm.....then she watches her stupid soaps...(have no clue which ones )...she'll then take a shower....and then she pops open a beer...and thats the rest of her day
She's a fucking trip...I first met her a year ago....she was my nieghbor who lived out back in apt 14 with her boyfriend at the time name Joey....(the little Hippy)...together as a couple they seemed good for each other....but i guess it wasn't behind closed doors...To make a long story short...Joey met a girl at work named Amy....and 3 weeks later he moved in with her and her 2 young kids....Just left Heather...I felt bad for her...But then i found out she was fucking around with the maintance man name Dan that works on our property...Jesus Christ..no wonder why he left her...
But as the story goes....she moved in here..she loves it...She hasn't worked since oct of 08...she can work...she just doesn't want to....lazy Bitch...And she has a habbit of hanging with all the guys that live out back....But she does have a boyfriend named Jason....(in time i will write about him)...I like him....he's a bit goofy but he has a good heart and this man works...
I'll tell u what's going to happend....come june...when Heathers unemployment runs out...she is going to end up moving in with Jason....Now he only has a room that he is renting down the street from us...he has his own private bathroom...but there is no kitchen in his room....he does have a fridge and a microwave...All i want sweet Heather to do is put the fucking beer down and go get a job.....I myself smoke pot on a daily basis...But i also work and keep a job and pay my bills...I'd like to see her get it together a little bit more.....I'll keep u posted on this person as well
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My Friend Kristina
Barbara April 17th, 2009 11:19 am MDTAbout 2 yrs ago i met this girl named Kristina...she moved in here and rented the second biggest bedroom...when i first met her she had a job grooming dogs at a Pet store thats about 3 miles from the house...She was cool and yes i liked her...She's my age but a year younger...real pretty greek girl..(straight)..about 5 foot 7...a little on the chunky side...but it didn't matter cause her looks made up for it...
When we first met we hit it off right from the word start...While she was living here she had a crack probblem....i didn't know this at first...she was real hush hush about it...then one day she asked me if i smoked it....told her no....but i did in my late teens cause it was the thing to do in the early 1980's.....
Kristina was a trip....and still is today...she has a friend of her's name Rick that she has known for 15 yrs i guess...Rick is a Piece of shit in my book...he can get the best fucking crack in town...BUT...he makes kristina sleep with him for the stuff...and of course Kristina goes right along with it...cause number one...she knows Rick for many years...and number 2 the Bitch is addicted to it....
One time i said fuck it...I'll buy about 300 dollars of the shit through Rick..hook him up for getting it for me...then turn Kristinia on....Just to see what she is like when she is high off of Crack...OH MY GOD.....LMAO....I don't see how Rick fucks her while she is on it cause the Bitch does not sit still for one minute...she kept on walking around the room....peeping out the window blinds...looking under her bed..looking in her closet....going in the kitchen looking in there...she told me she thinks someone is watching her...or thats how she feels...As for me i just sat there at the kitchen table drinking a cold beer watching her do this over and over again
Well that was the first time i did that with her...and it was the last time....(just didn't buy anymore)...Now of course Kristina keeps on doing it...sometimes i would sit there with her while she is hitting the crack pipe...and i would smoke my weed from my lovely Bong that i call a Tokemaster....and just watch her while shaking my head...
The crack got to her...finally one day she lost her job at the grooming place...But of course Mommy and Daddy paid her bills till she got another job....while she was looking for work...she stopped at a local hole in the wall bar and met a fruit cake name Raymond
It was love and lust at first sight for the both of them...3 weeks later she moved out of here and moved into his place....which is a house about 2 miles from me....It was a fucked up situation to begin with...and it still is to this day...Raymond didn't work when i first met him...he was on unemployment...so instead of looking for work he would sit on his laptop all day at the eBay website....selling and trading anything and everything that had to do with Miami Dolpohnes football shit...and drink fucking Rumple mints liquir....
When kristina first met him she was in love...today she is lost but still living with him....and no Kristina doesn't work....why should she...she has it made....the house that Raymond has is in his fathers name so his daddy pays for the 500 a month morgage...plus daddy pays the electric....only thing Raymond has to pay is food and the gas bill...thats it.....Raymond finally got a job at Wendys...doing grill work...yes the bastard flips burgers 6 days a week....Now why would this 40 yr old man who has been in construction all his life turn to Wendys for a job?....Simple...
He went to jail for DUI...and while he was in he got the job at Wendys...work release i guess u call it...while he was behind bars....fucking Kristina took over the house and made it into a crack house...now that Raymond is out of jail and back living in the house...it's back to normal meaning no more crack..(at least at that location)...But plenty of drinking and Drama....What will happen next is anyones guess...I'll keep u posted
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Walt is a fucking Pig
Barbara April 16th, 2009 11:35 am MDTI can't beleave my friend and CoWorker Walt...that son of a bitch has a death wish..He's still fucking around with that 25 yr old girl from McDonalds...He asked me yesterday if i would switch shifts with him so he can go fuck this girl while her boyfriend was at work
What a Asshole...I don't get it....he has kids that age...He tells me..that he knows in his heart that he will never be married to this girl or even live with her cause of thee age difference....But he has no probblem fucking her till it's over...I can tell he pushes sex on her....cause when she asks him what would u like to do for the day...he responds by saying You know what i want....My God...what an ass...I do like this guy...he's good to work with cause he does his job pretty good at the plant...And yes we do work together a couple of times a week...And we do talk shit to each other....But what he really needs to do is find someone his own goddam age..and stop fucking around with these young kids who have no life...or is lost in life...Yes she is 25 and a woman...but i met her...she is cute...but she is dumb as a bag of rocks....and fucking Walt is taking that for his advantage
One day...either she will walk away....or her boyfriend is going to beat the living shit out of Walt and probably kick her ass out of the apartment..it's just a matter of time...He thinks he is all bad and cool cause of his little girlfriend...Personaly myself i don't have a probblem dating younger people...Nothing under 30 yrs old...Why?...Because thats my choice
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My Adventure at the sports Bar
Barbara April 13th, 2009 6:05 pm MDTSo today was my day off from work....Didn't do to much of anything...Didn't eat anything all day long except for coffee and some bottle water...So while i was in chat today at about 4 pm...i started to get hungry...But of course since I'm a woman i can't decide on Pizza from Jerry and Sals...or a thick juicy steak at a Sports Bar....
But i made the right choice and decided on the steak.....Went to this cool sports bar thats about a 15 minute walk from my house....Went inside and sat at the bar...it wasn't really busy in there and of course the bar staff were all new people..(As Always)...I ordered a kalua and Cream...(I do like those also...I don't always drink Jack Daniels)...Sitting next to me to my right were 2 young guys....they were both drinking beer and taking shots of Jack...one of the guys that was sitting next to me was celebrating his 21st Birthday with his buddy...Birthday Boy decided to slide over to me while i was reading the menu...lol...I must admit he was a cute little young thing....While i was ordering my steak he decided to buy me a shot of Jack and join him and his little friend who was only 22 yrs old
So Guess what?......I did.....i slid over to where they were....they both shook my hand and told me there Names.....Mike is the Birthday boy....and David is the little 22 yr old....we chatted a little manely about my bike that was right there out the window.....Then the 3 of us took our shots....Then Birthday boy decides to order himself a long Island Ice tea....why not....he can...he's 21 today....lol....My food came out...man was it good i love the way they cook your steaks in the kitchen on a fire grill....Outter crust...inside soft and juicy....Yum Yum...
While i was eating...Birthday Boy decides to order all 3 of us another round of jack....so he did...we all took our shot.....soon as i slid to the empty seat next to me to grab a napkin where the salt and Pepper was......Birthday Boy blew his cookies all over the bar...his friend got sprayed...if i didn't move i would of gotten sprayed also......LMAO....This Poor kid probably won't remember anything in the morning....Even thow...i never met these 2 goof balls before in my life....I had a pretty good time with them
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Same shit different day
Barbara April 11th, 2009 12:29 pm MDTDon't You just hate days like that?...Right now my life is.....Same shit different day..My life is starting to remind me of that Movie...Groundhog day...I get up every fucking morning..go straight to to bathroom for my morning unloading of the bladder...then i make a pot of fucking coffee...that i know dam well half of it is going to be poured down the drain....then i open my fucking blinds..to see if the earth is still out there....then i turn on the weather channel to see if i can beleave any of it....then it's fox news..then it's the puter
While i look at my emails...i then pour me a cup 0f joe...a little bit of cream is all i take...go back to puter...finish reading emails.....then off to youtube....then Fucking MySpace...then freaken facebook....then last stop is here...in chat...After that i take a shower...talk shit to my dumb ass Roomate...dress...catch a buzz...go back on line...then off to the Harley Plant.....I need a car.....I have a car but the transmission is fucked up...I have a bike....but the weather has been pretty cold and wet outside...so i can't do that.....My bills get paid....i keep a roof over my head and i don't call off from work....last time i did call off was 15 months ago...just need wheels..thats my only probblem that i am having right now....just need to fix my own wheels thats parked outside my livingroom window....or fucking buy another set of used wheels from someone i don't know through the paper
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My friend Walt that needs his ass kicked
Barbara April 10th, 2009 10:55 am MDTI have a friend of mine who's 53 yrs old.....He works part time at the Harley plant where i work at...Walt also works at fucken McDonalds doing maintance and cleaning from like 4 in the morning till 1 pm...Walt is cool but he is headed for a ass whipping...Even thow he is also the President for Our fire dept...one of these days he's going to be Head line news in our news paper...See Walt has been seeing this girl name Christina who also works at McDonalds..
She is 25 yrs old.....2 kids...and living with her Boyfriend Brian...Why is Christina seeing Walt?....cause she needs an escape rout from her boyfriend cause they are not getting along...And Walt is in it for the sex...and he loves it...thats all he talks about...while at work or anytime when he is with me...Christina this and Christinia that....He's been banging her for 3 months now on a weekly basis....I'm happy for him that he is happy....But what Walt don't understand is....one of these days he is going to get busted..and Probably by Brian Himself....then what?....I tell him almost every day...enjoy it while u can....cause when it stops it's going to stop...Either she is going to work it out with her boyfriend Brian cause he is the father of both her kids.....Or Walt is going to end up getting his ass whipped....there is no in between here...Funny thing is....when the fire dept gets that call to Christinas house and they see Walt splattered all over the walls...there is going to be some heavy news traveling over the News Papers.....President of Penn Township Fire company was rushed to local Hospital for Getting his ass whipped by Boyfriend of 25 yr old that he is banging at McDonalds.......LMAO...Everytime he goes and see's her..he texes me....i always make sure my ATM card is on me just in case i need Bail money for his stupid ass
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My Secret Self
Barbara April 9th, 2009 11:24 am MDTWho am i and why am i here...That's the one question i get everytime I'm in chat..Well it's pretty simple to me...But maybe not You...Since the day i was born back in 1964...My body has been female....that's why my parents who adopted me named me Barbara...But growing up i did do some girly things now and again...But for some reason i always felt male inside...I didn't grow up with any brothers or sisters....so it was just me...I enjoyed....playing with Lincoln Logs...Those little plastic green army men..that come in a bag with like 100 inside...loved playing Basketball in High School....even thow i never reached over 5 foot 2 in hieght
I skate boarded...hung out with all the boys in my nieghborhood...went fishing...deer hunting...When i was doing all these things...i never knew that something might be wrong...like wait a minute...I'm male inside...but why isn't my body matching my inner soul of who i am????
I'm very very lucky that god allowed me to be a good looking woman...Cause he could of very well made me look like an ugly dog!!...No I'm not gay....that's another thing i don't understand about myself...if i feel male inside...then i must like women when it comes behind a bedroom door....Nope i don't...I like males...i also love Tg's and shemales...I just think they are the most sweetest looking people in the world...Just wish i could find just one that i can call my own...Not worried here...I beleave in my heart and well being that When i am ready to really meet her...God will bring her to me......Peace
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Crossdressing - just a hobby?
Alexa March 15th, 2009 5:05 am MDTAfter a wonderful day as Alexa which included a shopping spree, chilling out in a nice cafe and an evening at the movies, I rehearsed with my beloved husband.
Jokingly he asked "do you consider yourself normal? Dressing up as a woman and pretending to be a woman?".
Me not normal? A pervert? A fake?
My point was (not jokingly):
People spend their spare time riding motorbikes, fishing, shopping, painting, playing with model railways, having anonymous sex in darkrooms, etc.
Most of them consider their activities as a hobby. They have a good time, they relax.
So when I spend my spare time wearing makeup, false tits and sexy wardrobe...
...I have a good time, I feel relaxed...so...
...it's just a hobby!
what do you think? let me know...
Kisses
Alexa
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Little My Maid
Sakura The Cutie March 5th, 2009 10:35 pm MSTHey everyone, so today I played this computer game called Little My Maid, its a japanese PC hentai game. If you don't know what hentai is, its japanese anime cartoon porn. I'm not into the whole hentai stuff but this game actually got me pretty turned on. Well anyways, you play this boy who is on vacation and sees this girl getting raped by 3 guys. You get to choose between saving her or doing nothing (I saved her ^_^) anyways you find out that she is a maid for this mansion. She takes you to the mansion and you find out that is ran all by these beautiful women. There is 4 maids and the owner of the mansion. Well the point of the game is mostly to read through the storyline which many parts you get to choose what happens next. Since this is a hentai game there are many scenes where you have sex with one of the maids or even the owner. I really liked the owner so I had sex with her the most. I really enjoyed the games, many parts of the game really turned me on. If anyone is interested in trying this game, I can tell you how to get it ^_^.
XXXSakuraXXX
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Alexa wants out
Alexa March 3rd, 2009 10:28 am MSTit's so hard to be a part-time/weekend crossdresser. Due to business travel, I have to limit Alexa to only a few weekends. Today I packed my suitcase again for a trip and I came into melancholy mood to leave my 'second skin' at home again.
It is this urge that many of you feel, I know. But the days as Alexa are among the most precious days in my life, I can assure you.
Kisses
Alexa
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its getting good
Sara E Roberts February 10th, 2009 2:09 am MSTOK, its been sometime since i posted on here. I have been really busy with working and school. I am so ready to finish school, and sometimes it get me frustrated cause i can't get finished as fast as i want. I have been making big strides in my life as a woman. Looking like going fullltime is getting more of a possibility and maybe sooner than i thought. I have been dressing ona more regular schedule and getting better with makeup and clothing. I lost 35 lbs so far since summer and i am proud as i can be over it, but the biggest change has got to be the feelings i have. I talk it over with a GG frined i have online and tell her how i am thinkning about different situations on my life and goals i plan on moving on. I know i am thinkng more like a woman everyday. To me thats passing, well i don't think the goal is to pass anymore. The goal is to blend in, blend in with all the other women out there in the world. I want to be like them in every way, not just wearing the clothes. 2008 has been a wondeful year and great learning experience for me. I have learned being a woman or being my true self has brought confidence i have never known, i was huge talking those first steps outside as myself and meet someone I feared would run at first sight. I am so happy i did it. No regrets, NOW THATS A FIRST. I can't wait for more.
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Dancefloor
Alexa January 27th, 2009 2:58 pm MSTLast weekend, my darling and I did it...
We went to a danceclub, what did you think
I wore that cosy blue furry dress I fell so much in love with and we hit the floor. Sexy and sweaty. I didn't know that I could dance in those shoes!
Here's the outfit:
Have fun
Alexa
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