Jenna Elizabeth Taylor
"not your average bear, Boo Boo!"
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Mega Beaucoup Cool
Rachelle Dineen November 10th, 2009 10:57 pm MSTLove this song by Gram Rabbit -- Land of Jail
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Brunch~a~palooza with Bri & Crystal 10.24.09 Yahoo serious!...lol
Brielle Echo Whitney November 1st, 2009 11:53 am MSTDateline Monday ( I think…lol) Report to the Surgeon General from the bat cave…;p :
WOO F***ing HOO!
Your Foo fighter (against the seriously mundane) is spent…and my legs actually feel weak today…lol
I seriously doubt that my fellow bat girl, (and team leader of the day (the inimitable Miss Crystal Frost) went to work…If she did, I’m pretty certain that the phone is in “we’ll get back to ya” mode…lol
What a truly heroic VIKING tale yesterday was, and you couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful day to be at your finest, looking like a movie star & REPRESENT! …to the general inmate population out there!
Let’s just say that the TWO of us were on a “take no prisoners” ransack of the Left Village…HA!
Here’s what you missed (you can kick yourselves later for being dumb ass lazy!...;p)
It was a beautiful start to the race with Crystal & her assembled entourage of contestants lounging on the red carpet outside of the Cowgirl Hall Of Fame…looking like the cast of Sex In the City being regaled by the Press Gang & paparazzi crushed behind the velvet ropes…;))… ;D The sky was bright & clear, and the sun shone brightly… this was brunch with the ladies who meal, and
it’s one of the last days of Indian Summer in NYC…just perfect!
I made my way across the street as the crowd parted like the red sea to join the cast of what would prove to be a production of epic proportions…lol
After an appropriate amount of time for the staff to prepare a central feasting table for us inside the totally cute Cowgirl themed jalapeneo popper…lol we were regaled with a superfine protein & carb fuel up while being treated like stars with super sized smiles & service, with seemingly every satellite table giggling at the comedy coming from our banter… ;D
The Bloody Mary's were en eye opener, or closer, depending on your resistance to hot stuff...lol
The Echidna was seriously bruised…lol
…then…. With all jets a go we launched headfirst into the sun, heading due north. A pedal cabbie was seriously smitten & offered us a free ride wherever we wanted to go…which we declined, as a spectacle such as ours needed be circumcised with much more pomp & circumstance…lol (although I was seriously considering the ramifications of what would come of a modern Judah Ben Hur chariot ride through the streets of the Old West…lol ART! is what we are, and such Dandy Warhol’s need to be seen up close to be truly appreciated for our individuality & quality of execution…lol…best appreciated by the serious connoisseur, culture jammers or blatantly inappropriate lesbians…lol
The pedal pusher gave us cards though with his cell number saying “anytime, anyplace”…lolol hmm…;p
Our first stop would be Planet Cubbyhole, for a circle jerk under the twinkling mélange of holidaze rotating overhead, taking in the heady vapors of females in heat…lol and being offered complimentary clam chowder…(how appropriate!)…lol The Cubby’s apparently are wanting to give us brunch-ability with them soon too! Excellent!
Next, it was back out for a stroll through the cobblestone streets heading due East to Johnny’s, where the totally friendly low key atmosphere found us in rare form…I haven’t laughed so hard in ages…did I mention the pie? There was pie…lol it came along with us for the laughs somewhere along the way…in a box. There were cruel jokes, but no one got hurt…lol
Tess, resplendent behind the bar was beautiful, and her top was quite revealing. It was a cool night and the door was open…lol…I think it moved…;p Crystal’s friend Melissa was really sweet. I explored the inside of her oral cavity looking for answers, but only found more questions the deeper I probed…lolol
We picked up a hitchhiker who didn’t care for darts, golf or curling, I was to find out…lol
He was called Robert, and Crystal & I decided he must have been Chinese, as he ping-ponged with serpentarian aplomb between us…lol men are such dogs, you know, not being able to decide which shit smells better, but wanting to take it all in the ass run…lol
THEN!...(got your score cards out?) we continued the flight out of Egypt with the rainbow warrior in tow & headed East & took a hard right straight into Babylon…lol
Making the scene at Boots & Saddles was easy, where the serious grinding of the evening now started, as we danced around a plethora of urgently pressing issues…lol, got our freak on…and with a toss of our curls, schwing! we left…always leave ‘em begging for more I say, right…lol
Now it was time to cross the street, past the crowd singing show tunes at street level & down into the bowels of the Monster, for some over exposure under the disco ball’s shimmer & the call of the dance floor. ;D Crystal shook it like a white girl, Trish fell hard for a Latino pixie with a 6 pack, and I went into a tail spin with a hungry wolf…lol
We were all having lots of fun, when Trish asked me to sing her a song of desire. I decided that she would be able to hear it much more clearly if I sang it directly into her mouth…lol This particular song is tricky… I make it up on the fly of course, but it wound up having several verses, a repeated chorus…and an encore…lol
At this point we lost the hitchhiker, who, had become like peau de soie,… a medium to heavy, drapeable fabric with a soft satin weave and dull finish….lol
There had been, by this point a serious amount of mead drained out of various tanks, and into ours…lol, and we decided to come up for air…and away we went….
…straight back again into the deep house 4/4 at Greenhouse….I love that space, the raw tune-age is fine, the crowd is terribly sexy, and the toilets come with breath mints…lolol
We slid across the waxed dance floor under a canopy of foliage back lit & throbbing with a seemingly full room spectrum of wall to wall sound...it comes from everywhere, but you can’t see how…very cool, kinda like being inside a fuzzy navel or ear canal…radical & tubular!…;)) we danced till breathless, and I got mad props for knowing HOW to move my junk flash dance style in 4+ inch heels…Get your bad self down beatch! lol I wanted the Redheaded Emma Peel Doll in a skin tight black body stocking & boots…yummy… ;)) but she kept disappearing … was it live or was it girls on film?… must have been Memorex, but I can never really be sure…lol
Trish is a real trooper, she’s only just above the level of my business, which means it was easy for her to play with my garters…I told her the pleasure was all mine, but I’m not so sure about that…lolol
By now I have no fricking clue what time it was, I think it had been called on account of hedonism… too much fun is just enough ya know…;))
The upstairs was in overdrive, and I had serious fear for the safety of my toes, as the room was like a beehive with a fire lit from below… so we decided to fly before getting our wings clipped. ;D
To the surprise of both Crystal & myself, Trish then jumped into a cab with three beautiful strangers, and headed to Amanda Lepore’s party at the Hiro Ballroom.
Crystal assured me that she’d be fine as she always lands on her feet.
I was a bit concerned as the poor kitten’s frame seemed seriously bent by now…lol
She called us later and I THINK anyway, was back in the game & on the prowl in another part of the jungle…lol
We weren’t done yet, as it turned out…ummm…did I mention the word VIKING…lol
Now we were headed back north, passing Caliente Cab Company. Crystal suggested that we should get a dozen girls with temporary water weight gain to go in there & flash mob the bathroom…lol I said I’ll drink to that!...lol (if you don’t get it, do some homework…lol)
Flying a bit farther a field found your trusty heroine’s on a strafing run through Duplex & Stonewall when it occurred to us that the Pie had been having such a good time singing “ I will Survive” at Boots & Saddles, that it had fallen behind with the swaggering Cocks & Hens (and Chickens…lol). SO, we decided to go rescue it, as Pies aren’t especially known for carrying loose cab fare…lol
Upon entering, the Pie, which by now had done a costume change and had come fully out of it’s shell joined us for a short rendition of Naughty Marietta, and with a stage left, and a deliberately liberal sprinkling of air kisses, we shuffled off into the gaping mouth of the night, giggling like schoolgirls…lol
Where to go where to go!...NEXT!
The not so obvious choice to me anyway, was the Hanger. Along the way I noted that practically every shop had in some form included the execution of tattoos in their business model… tattoos & heavy lifting, tattoos & French Polishing, tattoos & antique sushi bowling, tattoos & sea foam bubble tea for you & a matching mole, half off on Tuesdays! Tattoos AND body art…I suppose that’s like the Big Mac…. Double your signage & brand recognition with excessive fat…lol…comes with a fork with seating for 6 at the table of the elements, with no reservations required!…lol I thought we should get matching Gummi’s glued screwed or tattooed where the sun don’t shine…lol… so much virgin canvas & so little time! Tsk!...lol
The Hanger was really loud, with big muscular tribal beats that make you want to throttle your knuffle bunny’s best assets or at least, the most open targets…lol…Let’s just say it was DEFINITELY NOT ladies nite…lol but who cares, we were out to shake things up & get our goddess worship on anyway…lol I’m ready for my scene now Mr. DeMille…lol
Crystal knew a guy in there who begged for us to stay, meanwhile, she gave me a look that said “hockey puck”…lol later explaining that this one follows her around like a puppy…lol I didn’t think a jury could possibly convict…lol Crystal’s certainly got that Big Fish Story appeal…lol I did mention dogs earlier didn’t I?...lol Well, enough of the Locker Room so she, me, and the Pie Rushed out the door flaming…lol Paris isn’t the only thing burning…lol We left burnout patches in the street as we careened a hard right down Bedford…lol
Which way did they go which way did they go! Run rabbit’s run!
Well, I have been trying for months to find out what’s going on with Chumley’s, as the phone’s ringing, but no one’s home…Chumley’s is the Doyenne of NYC Speakeasy’s, having successfully been playing Hide & Seek now for almost a century. It’s like a pair of favorite slippers. The Restaurant at the End of the Universe…;D
If you don’t know where it is, you probably won’t find it, there’s no sign, no lamp post & the door is forgettable…lol Once inside the door, you are transported into what is most certainly a Dickensian Era British pub. The dark wooded walls are covered with the manuscripts of Lost generation & Beat Generation writers & poets., men of letters, some chicks too…lol …people like EE Cummings , William Faulkner, John Steinbeck, Ring Lardner & Edna St. Vincent Millay…
There is also a ghost in there as well, usually, apparently, over by the bar. The floor is covered in sawdust, and there is a huge working fireplace. There are a trio of Hounds of the Baskervilles, ancient beasts that I think came with the property…lol They usually lie in front to the fireplace like stuffed sacks of peanuts roasting slowly in the dry heat…lol
The bar has hand pulled ales with curious names of Firemen who fell in the way back, dirty Vicars & other social anomalies & activists. The walls & benches are carved with the names of lovers & spirits past… There’s a juke box with a permanent collection of 78’s…songs from the distant haze, but you can’t expect to hear what you attempt to play. The ghost get’s to work, and the box has a mind on playing what you SHOULD hear…lol and it’s all good…;)) My favorite meal is a lobster tail, with corn on the cob, salad & a biscuit…all for 12 bucks! You just can’t beat that!
Anyway, away we went, and looked with intent, but it’s disappeared, vanished! I could cry a river into my beer if I could just get one!...lol Things that old don’t die, or fade away. I asked a migrant beaner in the corner restaurant. He looked at me balefully, and said “It’s gone”. FAK! I’ve been going there for 30 years, and I have to hear it from someone who fell off the turnip truck yesterday morning… it’s just not fair! I’ve done a google search, and found out the truth, and there is hope alive! ;D
ANYWAY, that wasn’t gonna’ work, so us girls held hands with the Pie & skipped town, err, rather around the corner DOWN town…lol
We had almost come full circle from where we started, but couldn’t see the finish line just yet…lol
Henrietta Hudson’s looked promising. We were back in our element, with the girls…ok, I’m speaking for myself here…lol Our little mini marathon had at this point seen us girls in heels for at least 15 hours, and me the night before as well…I was smart enough to bring a bag big enough to keep a pair of flats in, but Crystal’s combat boots were now barking…lol and we both wanted to sit down somewhere that wasn’t all whistles & gongs…the belles in HH’s sounded like a good landing strip… and so we were let inside the halls of the sisterhood… ;D Unfortunately, there was no seating available, so now we decided to keep the marathon going…lol
Crystal suggested that we entertain the sailors in the “straight” bar across the street, but warned that it could be a bad move…
I looked at my shoes. I like may shoes. I looked at the Shamrocks in the window. I looked at Crystal. I looked at her throbbing boots. We had the Pie’s well being to think of, so we walked on by…lol
Now, we were back at the Cowgirl where we started, but ya know, every good effort takes 110 percent, and the RL Lounge (nee Rubyfruit) was at the far end of the block…we can do this!!!...lol
The RL is a place where a girl can get something good & stiff from another girl, at a fair price!...lol
The upstairs has been beautifully renovated. It’s clean & cheerful with good lighting & it’s choc’ full of cute women… just my kind of place! Even the butch bunnies are hunni’s…lol
There are stylish salon pedestal stools which make you just want a makeover!...lol
We got comfy, and then we got engaged…lol no silly, I love Crystal, but I had my little eyes on Diana. She had a killer dancer’s bod, spike heeled boots & a wicked grin… I kept singing in my head “… but you can leave your hat on…lol”
She wiggled over to us, and pulled up to the bumper… fun fun FUN! Well, let me tell you…back off she’s mine!...lol
Well, maybe ours… but seeing as Crystal is waiting for Selma Hayak, I think I’ll be building a bridge between my island & her brick house starting this week! What a fine ass pect of the Midnight hour!...lol whew!
We exchanged cards, and I needed to scratch an itch…it was on her, of course…lol and well, Bob’s your uncle, as the Bishop said to the Actress…lol
Well, as happens when two fine T Gals walk into any room, shit happens…lol and Diana HAD to leave with her friend who pretty much dragged her down the stairs…lol
Sympathy for the Devil, and all that…lol We will meet again soon , me thinx… ;D
Anyway, with one girl down, and more to go, I found a comfy place at the bar next to yet another lovely La Femme Nikita… and decided to get busy…lol I can actually pin point the exact moment when the fire lit in her eyes, when I explained that my brain actually worked exactly like hers, and that I had no genuine interest in boys at all, and that I guess that would make me lesbian too! Granted, it’s possibly Vampyros Lesbos that we’re talking about here, but hey, I can’t help it, I was just born to really suck at some things in life…lolol
Crystal as well was having her own petting party, and we were definitely a hit… so much so, that the girl that I was chatting with’s girlfriend dragged her off down the stairs & out as well!...lol Doh! She wanted to stay, and I could have caused the earth to move, but I thought better for her & said that she should leave with her friend… ;D
Ok, time to add a bit of new lipstick before trying for the hat trick…lol SO! I va va voomed my way over to the powder room.
Once inside, I marveled at the most excellent design of the large well planned space. There was a niche at the far end lit softly with ambient lighting with a vase of Bird’s Of Paradise, which perfumed the air. The walls & floor were of a hewn bluestone, giving the space the feel of a Zen Garden…The Queen Mary..(There just can’t be a John in there, was a sleek curvilinear design which would echo the anatomy of she who would be born from above…;)) The sink, with it’s pedestal of stone and ovular bowl-like stainless steel nest resting on top with a single pistil-like faucet were in harmony with the somewhat oblique trapezoidal shape of the room. It’s not a box…lol As I sat there with my panties between my ankles, the sound of my own fluidity echoed like a stream flowing through a temple in a hidden cave, somewhat like a womb, actually…. Quite reflective all this, for just taking a pee…lol
I lifted myself up, and well, you know, tucked in my panties…lol then washed my hands…. Upon turning around, I saw no towels, and no basket… this, made perfect sense for such a Shinto space. The Fung Sui would be utterly ruined if you could possibly mess it up with random intrusions like misfired rimshots on the floor…lol
I then spied the hand dryer, which again, made perfect sense… I glided over, ran my hands beneath it & was immediately blasted by hyper-sonics crashing off the walls, creating standing waves that made harmonic dead spots, as the super heated turbo forced air thundered out of the short, cone shaped expeller. Finally, after what seemed far too long after my hands were already dry, it stopped. I fell back, collected the pieces of my shattered psyche, adjusted my garters & combed my hair. THAT, I’m quite sure, was designed by a man…lol
There are 3 things I found interesting at the RL, besides the company, that is…
1) I decided to have a quick peek into the men’s head…lol It was nothing like the women’s, Firstly, it was about half as big…lol the walls didn’t have the same treatment as in the ladies, quite Spartan by comparison. The sink was the same, but the head was most definitely a John…and the place was brightly lit. This, I assume, was an un-verbalized sign saying look before you get your pee shooter out…lol and oh, it was a box, quite boringly predictably rectangular…
2) Of all the places that we went in that catered to the occasional sporting life, the RL was the only place that didn’t put the Tube De Boob behind or above the bar, but rather placed it in a discretionary position in the room which favored social interaction over mindless hypnosis…lol
3) Of all the bars we were in, every one which catered to the more hirsute patrons had their boxes switched on to football. The RL had on the final ALC championship baseball game. Being a Yankee town, and that night being the last crucial game of the series, combined with the fact that baseball is played as much in the head as on the field, it made again, a lot of sense…lol after all, as we know…Diamonds are a girls best friend…lol
By now it was really getting late, and Crystal needed to get home in time to call in sick…lol so, we gathered our things, said our goodbyes to all of the lovelies, and again, hit the pavement…. Tap tap tap, click click click…and now we’re hugging each other at 7th Avenue. I hail a cab, and she’s away to the train with the Pie, (pumpkin, that’s one well traveled vegetable!)…Goddess speed sister, I hope you got home in a jiff… ;D
SO, what can we gain from this run on stream of consciousness? Get a good night’s sleep Saturday night, empty your bank account, expect the unexpected and have a working medical plan in place …lol
My legs have felt like rubber and weak still some 24 hours later, and my ribs still hurt a little from laughing so hard… but these are pains that I’d welcome anytime… ;))
It’s that time of year again, and amateur night is just around the corner… trust me, If you talk the talk, you need to come out & walk the walk with C & B Music Factory when the risk Vs. reward factor is a toss up…lol… we make what you want to do right now…lol
Brunch with the ladies who DO lunch is now a part of the weekly social, so come out with us in NYC & have a gas yas yas… ;))
Love ya Crystal, let’s turn this pig over & roast the other side soon!
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I love the fall!
Geena Beth White October 25th, 2009 11:10 am MDTI just love the fall, with the seasonal changes going full tilt! Nothing like taking a walk on a sunny, blustery day, with my skirt swishing in the breeze and my heels clicking on the pavement!
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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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URNA @ Trixies this Saturday Oct. 03
Laura Carrillo September 28th, 2009 10:52 pm MDTIt is hard to change someone's decision if you yourself have your doubts about something. You lack the enthusiasm to push your idea, you feel jaded and a little funny. I am sure that is how most of the "regulars", who quit going to Trixies have felt since the showbar re-opened a couple months ago. What can a TG bar offer to a bunch of girls who go out everywhere and don't mind the stares of disconcert from the mainstream? Nothing. Yep, that's right. We go to expensive restaurants and eat better than what the kitchen at Trixies offers. We can walk into mostly any bar and get a drink that is cheaper than what Trixies is charging. We don't need the hassle of the occasional admirer and we have seen the showgirls hundreds of times.
Why would I then accept to help Jon and Vicki at the URNA get together this Saturday Oct. 3 then? Got into an argument with Glenn even. He said he wasn't going. I am sure most of the girls I hang out with, will probably be missing. But, I do not think this get together is destined to fail.
Of course, all the guys will be there- that's the only place they will go, but if there are no girls, then their enthusiasm wanes.
Definitely, there is no enthusiasm in the veteran ranks but I have noticed a stir among the part-time girls. Part- time girls do not go to Wilton Manors or South Beach- they rather remain anonymous and Trixies is the perfect spot for them. A couple of girls wrote to me and are delighted to know URNA is sponsoring a party this Saturday. I think back several years and I remember how I lived for the day when I could come out and use the term full time like a signature at the end of my name. There are more girls still in hiding and we live totally oblivious to this fact. Back then, the only place I would dare to go was Trixies. And I find this a very compelling argument to support the "only" TG bar in So Fla. The original owners Carlos and Stan made it a point to make every girl that walked in to feel welcome and comfortable. I told Sean (the new guy) that THAT was what made Trixies. Not the show, not the new lights or the new music system. A girl who rarely came out had the chance to feel the 'I am out' for a few hours, anonymously.
I do not know if the new ownership will understand. But I am going to give Trixies a chance. Maybe I don't feel like I am supporting Sean as much as I am supporting girls who do not have their own voice in the matter. Jon and Vicki have supported us all these years, so yeah I will be there too :-) And if you are coming stop by and say hi, I don't bite :-P
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Im in LOVE!!!!
Jenna Rae September 4th, 2009 11:57 am MDTHello friends and Fans!!!
After 6 long years of being single, I have finally found a GG woman who has not only taken my heart.. But is my other half!
This woman means the world to me!! And after such a long haul of dealing with my own issues of my loss.. I have come to the point where I can love again!!
And this feeling is one of the best feelings in the world!!! I can not stress this enough. And just feel I must share this with everyone I know.. And those who don't know me!!
Love is such an important part of this life!! Love is something that can make a bad day just go away!! Love is something that is rare in this life.. And its something you must cherish with every fiber of your being when you do find it!!
This is what I wrote for her.. And want to share it here with everyone here..
Every time I look into your eyes.
I see a reflection of my life days past.
When I look into the mirror.
I see your heart shinning through.
When I think of the days that have already past.
I know in my heart that those days where some of the days that where the best of my life!
When I think of the days that are to come,
I am overjoyed with the knowledge that the universe has sent you into my path.
When we walk upon the beach the moon smiles upon us..
When we walk within the park.. The trees sway with compassion.
Nature knows that we have no bounds.
The wind the earth, is part of our playground.
There is no place we can not go.
There is no person that would not know.. The love we share is true!
The truths to this world is ever so hard to find. While one person locked with the matrix will try to tell lies..
the truth to you and I are clear to see!
There is no mystry.. The clues are there to see.. The love the passion the energy is running free!
Like a waterfall that flows forever more..
There is the door, and we are the key..
We pass through time, and we pass through space.
Nothing shall stand in our way..
We are like mountains.. We are like trees..
We are the wind, water, air and fire!
My love meets you half way.. There is nothing else I could say..
But you are free to do what you wish..
But you will always desire my kiss!
For where ever the universe takes us..
Where ever life leads us..
I will always be close to your heart..
My love I love you with all my being..
And that holds no bounds..
And what loves is always true..
As love is the only truth in this world!
With that said.. Im going to work on turning that into a song.. I just need a cool chorus to go with it!
IM inspired to do anything now!! And soon both Isis and I will be doing what we want to do!!
Not only did I find love... Im back in school!! I got my GED.. and things are looking up!
I have to give a specail shout out to my friend Tia TV!! It is wasnt for her I would not have been able to get the power to go back to school and focus on a career in this life!
Tia! Your one good friend!! And there is a specail place in my heart for you my friend!
And I want you to meet my new girlfriend! You will find her to be as specail as I am!
And anyone else out there.. Please tell Tia what a wonderful person she is!!
Not only is she kind, but highly intelligent, and has done more for me than most people have ever cared to do!
There is only one other person out in this life who helped me like that.. and his name Is Joe.. But I have not gotten to hang out with him in ages..
He was my boyfriend at one time.. But now that I have a GG woman.. She is all I have ever wanted or needed in my life!
Isis is my Goddess.. She is my heart.. She is my reflection!! We are one!
Thanks for listening to me today!!
xoxoxox
Jenna
Here is my Goddess Isis! I whorship the very ground she walks! I am hers, and will forever be in her heart.. For the energy we share is deep!! And its like nothing I have ever exp in my life!!!
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July 09: Chicago GLBT, Vacation & Jackie's FFS
Karen Reeves July 26th, 2009 3:55 pm MDTMy friend Jackie and I went on summer holiday to northern New York State, Ohio, Indiana, Pennsylvania, and Illinois. We got out of New England just before the floods in Connecticut (7 inches of rain fell in just 4 hours!). I got water in the basement of my house for the first time since I have owned it. Thank God I had friends in the area to check up on the home (they had to wet vac the basement however). It was not much rainwater inside but even an inch can cause a huge problem when it sits around for a few weeks. My neighbors down the hill were not so lucky and had huge problems. There was massive flooding in the town where I live!
We went to Fort Stanwix in Rome, NY and then on to Seneca Falls. There was a lovely canal which Jackie and I spent some time sitting along and having a drink (2nd photo #1). It is ironic that we had picture perfect weather the whole time we were gone. There were sunny, cool days and cool nights.
We made it to Buffalo and Teddy Roosevelt Inaugural Nat. Historic Site (2nd photo #2). This is where Teddy became President after President McKinley was assassinated. President Karen Reeves (what a scary thought!!!) had her picture taken behind the President's desk (2nd photo #3). Notice how I take charge!
The two of us then headed into Ohio to Cuyahoga Valley National Park. A National Park in Northern Ohio? It's not exactly Yellowstone or Yosemite for sure! Jackie took a pic of me (2nd photo #4) on the boardwalk by Brandywine Falls. It was very nice there.
We then headed west to the town of Put-In-Bay, which sits on an island in the middle of Lake Erie reachable only by ferry boat. It was a spectacular day. The boat trip out was nice and the views from the tower in Perry's Victory and International Peace Memorial were breath taking (2nd photo #5). There were too many tourists and I almost took some out with my car. I'm not sure if it was accidental or not!
Nest stop was the Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore. Jackie and I waded into the waters of Lake Michigan (2nd photo #6). The Great Lakes are like the Atlantic Ocean but without the salty smell or feel of saltwater on your bod. We wish we had more time to spend here but we had to make some miles on this day.
We then made it to our hotel in Glenview, Illinois. My friend Jackie T. got ready to have her FFS performed on her by Dr. Mark Zukowski. She was, of course, quite nervous, but she faced the situation with great calm and determination. That's Jackie! You go girl J !!!
On Sunday, June 28th , a couple of days before her surgery, Jackie and I participated in the Chicago GLBT Pride Parade (See the Main Photo). We were on a float sponsored by Dr. Z along with a live rock band. I thought the crowds would be a few thousand. They estimated that the crowds along the route might have reached a million people! As we waved and danced we saw people lined up 20, 30, even 40 deep along the route. There were even people hanging out of apartment windows and on balconies. It was a little overwhelming for a girl from the coast of Maine but it was great fun. What an adrenaline rush! Thanks Dr. Z for the invite and for dinner!
In the next photo (2nd photo #7) I am admiring some interesting sculpture.
The nicest part of this parade was that these huge throngs of diverse people, from every background that you can imagine, were all smiles, respectful, and having a fantastic time. Smiles were the order of the day.
Jackie came through the surgery with flying colors. The next few days did not allow for much sleep for her and for me.I was her care giver and I set a new record of staying awake in hours playing nurse & maid. (I hope she does not sue me for malpractice!!! YIKES!!!). I figure I was awake for two days straight.
Jackie was doing well enough after just four days that we went out to see the fireworks on July 4th in Glenview at the golf course. It was kind of weird to be allowed to sit on the greens with chairs and blankets when normally you would be chased away. The show was great.
The next day I went back to the golf course to take some day time photos of the gold course. Two guys offered to be "male models" for my pics. I didn't know that golfing made guys soooooo HORNY!!!!
We also were lucky enough to be able to visit Brenda Sue in her new condo on the north shore. Jackie was not up for doing much but a few hours out was good for her. Brenda's pad was beautiful. She lives in a nice area along Lake Michigan It is very rural. Hey Annette! This area that you are from is NICE!!!
My only complaint is that Brenda cooked us hamburgers that must have been two pounds each. They were delicious but after all this time I AM STILL FULL! Thanks Brenda, Anne, and Colin!
It was finally time to head back east. We spent an extra day in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania coming back since this return trip was hard on Jackie who was still recuperating from her surgery. By the way she is looking even more beautiful with every passing day! Drop her a line!
The last new pic of me on my page (2nd photo #8) was taken by Jackie at Pocono Downs NASCAR Raceway. This place is massive! We love NASCAR!
We arrived home safe and sound. It was time to crash!
*Kisses*
~Karen~
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Full story about me
Destiny Callahan June 26th, 2009 1:44 am MDTTo start off, I am a pre-op MtoF transsexual. I have been on hormones since mid 2008 and in therapy working for the hopes of getting my SRS as soon as possible. My female side has been a part of me my whole life but had always kept it private for fear society and issues the transgender community always faces. In 2007 I was lucky to find someone understanding and supportive and gave me the courage to follow my dream of becoming the woman I truly am. She has been my best friend and couldn't ask for better support. So in 2008 I was able to set the process of transition in motion once and for all. For many years I had gotten to the point of starting my transition but never stayed strong enough to follow through. Now I feel and know I am way past that and know I am safely past the point of no return as I am closer to my female side then what is left of the male side. I know I have conquered my fears and am much stronger for when the road gets rougher.
I have known there was something different about me as early as the age of five. I was always curious about makeup and girly things and deep down felt that was natural for me. I was mostly a loner all growing up because I knew I didn't fit in. I was not into extremely girly toys and hobbies because I was an only child and never exposed to that. But on the other hand I never found interest in any of the things that boys were normally into. I found a strong interest in arts and crafts so that and computer games is what I spent all my time on. My family was never understanding of anything different then what they thought was normal so growing up I was never able to open up. Looking back I do regret not finding the courage to confront the issue with my parents when it would have been much easier. I know at birth I was born with issues relating to gender and was constantly under a doctor’s care as well as had multiple surgeries. But at the time I was very young and too young to understand what was going on. As I got older I was still seeing doctors and even in therapy but still not told what for. At about 8 or 9 years old a few different doctors and therapist started talking about issues related to gender and my parents would get highly upset and pull me from their care. So I never really knew what was going on but what little I heard made me look at what I had felt all my life. But I also seen how my parents reacted to it and was too scared to ask or bring anything up and have them get mad at me. After a while the doctor’s visits and therapy stopped.
I always had many feminine features and when I hit puberty I started growing breasts. I believe my grandmother might have understood my feelings and needs because when I grew breast she had multiple arguments with my parents to get me help but they wouldn’t. All the way up till my late teens I was confused for a girl. The only thing that stopped that or at least made people think twice was that I tired growing a mustache as much as possible which never would come in right. I continued to live my life fighting my feelings and dealing with these issues until medical issues related to my childhood surgeries put me in the hospital. At this time I was just in my early 30’s and was able to understand more. However, my doctors did not go into any details other then what they had to and I was too scared to ask. But this brought everything to the top for me and I knew I could not ignore it anymore. I finally got the courage to research what happened to me as a child and what made me this way. Unfortunately I am finding this to be a hard task as I was moved around so much and seen so many doctors I am not getting anywhere and still afraid to ask parents for help even getting these records. So I know this will take time and might not ever find everything I want to but I am not going to let that stop me from continuing my journey.
So that tells the story of who I am and what has made me who I am. I don’t know what the road ahead will be like but I know my conviction is strong and will not let anything get in my way of becoming the full woman I am. The only thing I am missing right now is friends and sisters to share in this journey with. I know I have one true friend but really want to find others like myself who are going through what I am and can share wonderful friendships together. Of course, I am open to friendship with genetic females as well the one friend I do have is a genetic female. But it seems the only place to get true understanding and acceptance is within the transgender community. I welcome friendships from all walks of the transgender community but think my strongest friendship will come from other pre-op, post-op, or non-op transsexuals being we would have much more to share. I hope putting myself out there and sharing my life finds me some good people and friends.
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Is Gender Still Evolving?
Michele Angelique June 7th, 2009 7:01 pm MDTIs Gender Still Evolving?
After having been extremely active in the online transgender community for a couple of years as the hostess and facilitator of http://www.genderevolve.com/ and genderevolve.blogspot.com , I decided to go offline for awhile to pursue my career. Words cannot express how much I missed you during this time, yet I had to stay very focused to accomplish some of my life goals.
Now that I have achieved a new level of balance in my daily life, I have decided to venture back online and see how you beautiful transladies have been making out this past while. I sense there have been changes in the t-community, there are a lot of new faces, and some very cool new websites too. Yet it seems not everything has changed and there is stability in our online community, as most of my friends are still online and all our favorite sites are still online. It it a welcome relief to find that there is always a place to come home to, no matter how far on different paths our journies take us, we can always return to the source of our sisterhood.
One of the things that encouraged me to come back online was an email from my dear sister Jenna Elizabeth Taylor to the GenderEvolve contributors, entitled "Is Gender Still Evolving?". Her email sparked a flurry of activity and responses in our private Yahoo group forum, which made me delighted to realize there is still so much mutual interest and collaborative spirit among us. As such, I want to take this discussion public and pose the same question to all of our friends in the transgender community at large.
So I would like to ask all of you reading this post... Is Gender Still Evolving?
By this I mean, take your pick of any or all of the following questions:
1) In the past few years, have you personally changed or evolved in your own transgender journey?
2) Has there been any changes in people around you in your family or friends regarding your gender identity?
3) Have there been any events or news that show gender evolution is still happening in society?
4) Do you recommend any new websites, people or groups that have been influential to the trans community over the past few years?
5) Or simply, how the heck have you been Girlfriend?? What's new?
Anyone reading this post is encouraged to respond and share any thoughts, stories, perspectives on this topic. Please don't be shy, we would love to hear from you.
Love & Light
Michèle Angélique
http://www.genderevolve.com/
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My Monthly Transition Log 5/09
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:20 am MDTHi,
. Then on May 9, I went to Harrisburg for my support group. I give them the news of my name change and my new name. They were so surprise that I told them. Nearly everyone give me hugs and congratulate me of that major step. Someone ask me how I feel when I went to the courthouse and file the paperwork. I told I were not afraid/scare. I went in the clerk's office and wait for my name to be call and hand the clerk the papers and fee. Then, I left. I waited for about a week and check on my case. I could check my case on-line, and it is there. Nothing happen for two week till I saw a document entry for Order of Publication on May 18. I was so excited of that addition. I am half way there, so I crossed my fingers. No major physical change, emotion change that is a different story.
It has been a great month for me. On May 7, I went to Mary for my electrolysis treatment. I do not have to shave no more
Last Saturday, I have been invited to wedding in Hagerstown. It was nice wedding. It was one of my transgender friend's brother's son wedding. I thought it was a shotgun wedding because the father of bride was wearing Harley Davidson t-shirt and jeans with a chain that attach to his wallet. The brides' party wore wine color bridesmaid dress , and the bride wore white with wine and white colors on the train. The bridegroom is in the army and wore his uniform, not the dress one. His party wore dress suits. In the middle of the ceremony, one of the bridesmaids fainted. I just heard a thump and thought one the children jump from a chair to the floor. It was about 10-15 minutes till the ceremony resumes. After which, we went to another area for the reception. Oh yet, the wedding and reception were at a park on top of one of the mountains. I could see the landscape of the land and it is beautiful. Now back to the wedding, the reception was nice. My friend introduce me to some of her relatives. They are nice. I had ham, turkey and gravy, au gratin potatoes, string beans with bacon, barbecue meatballs, and dinner rolls. The whole thing over around 7:00 pm. I have a nice time being there.
Well, I have a busy two weeks in the begin part of June. June 3-4 Leadership Conference at work. June 6, Capital Trans-Pride at Washington, DC The Madison Hotel. Philadelphia Trans-Health Conference and disaster recovery exercise on June 11-13. I will blog you later. Bye
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Change of Name
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:20 am MDTHi,
Just let you know that as of May 1, 2009, I have went to the courthouse and file a petition of change of name. The clerk stated to me this will take about a month to process, so I will be waiting for a letter to send to the newspaper. I have select a different name. I will not give you my new name till end of process. Later
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My Monthly Transition Log 4/09 Part 2
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:17 am MDTOther than the Keystone Conference, it has been quiet. My hrt is doing nice. My chest has been developing. Now, I could wear a size 36AA bra, but I always like to wear 36C bra. I have lost 5-7 pounds. Starting Wednesday, I will be in Virginia visiting my brother and his family and stay till this Sunday. I will tell him about my transition. On April 20, I will going to electrolysis. This be my first time there. I had laser hair removal last year, but what left, white hair. Electrolysis will remove all the white hair and few strands of black hair on my face. My group in Harrisburg, TransCentralPA is now having their meetings on the second Saturday of the month starting in May. On my last blog, I will have special announcement at the end of this month/ begin next month.
Later.
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My Monthly Transition Log 4/09
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:13 am MDTHi,
It has been quiet other than I have car trouble. I have to push things back about two weeks to a month because the cost repairing my car. I have went to Harrisburg for the TransCentralPA dinner and meeting. The dinner was fine. Next time, I bring either a book or my Nintendo DS because when people talking on one side and talking on other, and I am in the middle. It sometime get boring and little depress that I can not start a conversation with anybody. It like can not think of any thing other than the weather. I need to bring something to keep me occupied when my dinner comes. The meeting was great. The group has received letter that TransCentralPA is a non-profit organization. Monday was the end of 2009 session of the Maryland General Assembly and without a transgender protection bill pass. Hopefully, the Congress pass transgender protection bill. If not, next year. Well anyway, I have a surprise at the end of the month. So, watch the special announcement either on April 30/ May 1.
Later
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Keystone Conference
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:12 am MDTHi,
. I planning of buying me my own camera. I planning of go Trans-Health Conference in June. There is the Liberty Conference in Philadelphia on April 30- May 2 at the Hilton Philadelphia Airport Hotel. My ultimate conference I want to go to is SCC. Later.
The conference was a total success. I came that Friday early afternoon with my friend Elaine. Elaine had an appointment with Dr Christine McGinn, one of the top GRS surgeries in the country. At 3:30pm, she had presentation for the conference. She is straight forward, no nonsense doctor that tell like it is. This is my first time meeting Dr McGinn. I spoke to her after her presentation that I will see her this June at the Trans-Health Conference for a consult with her. On Saturday, I were volunteering all day assisting with the registration, show the guest to the presentations, and help with any tech problems. I met many sisters, old and new. The lunch, dinner and dance were wonderful. I love when Mara Keisling and Donna Rose speaks. I plan to go every year. I want to thank Elaine to tap along and my roommate for two nights. Elaine had said that everyone should get to at least one conference. These conferences important to me that you can meet others, learn from other people experiences, and there are doctors and therapists who have expertise in trangender and help through the transition from start to finish. I read one blog about pictures from the conference. I wish I took pictures, but my daughter has the camera, and she at a retreat at that time so no pictures
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My Monthly Transition Log 2/09
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:12 am MDTHi,
It has been a quiet month of February for me. Nothing has going on. My hrt is going nicely. I have start developing in the chest area. This Saturday, I will be in Harrisburg,PA for the TransCentralPA meeting. In about week from Friday, I will up in Harrisburg, PA, again, for the Keystone Conference and Spring Fling. That is all I have to said this time. Until Blog entry.
Later
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My Monthly Transition Log 1/09
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My Monthly Transition Log 12/08
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:10 am MDTNovember 19, I went to Towson University to hear Donna Rose, one of a many transgender advocate during the Day of Remembrance week at Towson.
November 20, Day of Remembrance was held at the War Memorial Building in Baltimore. The Day of Remembrance is an opportunity to remember those who have died as a result of the high levels of hate-motivated violence directed towards our community and also a time to encourage people to take action to make the world safer. All people deserve the right to live free of violence and fear.
November 27, Thanksgiving, I visit my mom for Thanksgiving dinner and my brother and his family were there. I have a nice time talking and feeding our faces.
December 2, NCTE's fifth anniversary at the Woolly Mammoth Theater in Washington, DC. It was fun event. There I was wearing black dress with pink ribbon, white tights, and black patent lower heel pumps. I wish I had picture.The party has the who's who of the transgender community and I get to meet them. Some persons know me when I were at the Trans-pride early this year.
December 6, TGEA's Holiday Gala in Arlington, VA. It was party event. I met my sister from TransCentralPA and we talk and had dinner. I met new people. There was live music while we eat, and DJ for dancing till 1:00am. There were picture taken. About half of the party goer ask to take a picture with me.
My treatment is progressing very nicely. I having little weight loss, and my waist is little small. I am well in my fifth month. I see my doctor in January.
My next Blog will be end of this month or begin next. Later.
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My Monthly Transition Log 11/08
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:09 am MDTOctober was a evenful month for me.
Oct 1, This was my final laser hair removal treatment. With that I have treat myself of getting my hair done, manicure, and a facial for the trip to Harrisburg, PA, Transcentralpa meeting that Saturday.
Oct 25, I was in Carlisle, PA for show at Dickinson College called Kinsey Sicks with six other members Transcentralpa.
Nov 1, It was costume night/ Transcentralpa meeting. I wore a nice rainbow carebear costume for that night. It was election night for Transcentralpa. The member voted on changes on the bylaws and new officers. It was a fun night. I can wait next year.
Nov 2, Equality Maryland held their 6th Annual Jazz Brunch at The Baltimore Marriott Waterfront. They were honoring Dan Furmansky, the outgoing Executive Director, and Isis from America's Next Top Model. The Keynote speaker was the former Director of The National Organization for Woman, Patricia Ireland. I have a fun time being there. I were with my friend Sandy Rawls who introduce me to Isis and her family, mom, step-father, grandma, aunt and boyfriend. We sat with them. This was my first time attending the gala, so I am little scary to meet with dignities and civil leaders. I have so much fun. I will attend future functions. The next one is The Transgender Day of Remembrance on November 20 6:00pm - 9:00pm at the War Memorial Building in Baltimore.
Nov 4, Election Day, Obama Wins.This was my last election under my old name.
My treatment is progressing very nicely. I am well in my fourth month and my doctor double my dosage for about four month till I see my doctor in January.
My next Blog will be end of this month or begin next. Later.
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My Monthly Transition Log 9/08
Alisha Olivia Manning May 19th, 2009 4:08 am MDTBeginning of this week was eventful.
It has about 3 months into my hormone treatment and feeling of soring on my breasts. When I touch or lay something on my breasts, it hurts so badly. I think that is a good thing. I know that the treatment is working. I went to my doctor late last month and, she double my medicine, 200mg of Spironolactone and 1.25mg of Premarin. I start that at the end of next month. Hopefully by the next few months, I will be notice some changes.
Last Tuesday, I had a meeting with my managers about my transtion. They were not that too much surprise what I have told. Maybe, they expected. I have told them I do not know how long the transition will be. It will depends on the changes in my body, and this is personal matter, and it will not interfere my work. Right only my managers know about this. I want keep it that till that time come. Now that every body who are close to me knows, it only a matter time.
Wednesday night, America's Next Top Model, Isis was sent home after 4 weeks. It is nice to have a transgender model to be on a reality show. One of my friends at support group from Harrisburg stated I should be on instead of Isis. It will be so nice to be notice.
This week, I will going to my local support group, then next week My last treatment of my laser hair removal on my face, and my support group in Harrisburg. Till next time, later.
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