Annette Bowser Brunette
"flapping my arms and flying to the moon."
"flapping my arms and flying to the moon."
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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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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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Lexy Alexis Mccloud September 12th, 2009 5:08 pm MDTI realized I spelled it wrong...Duh.
autogynephilia
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At Crossroads
Lexy Alexis Mccloud September 12th, 2009 2:59 pm MDTHi Girls,
I don't normally write journal entries. I'm at a serious crossroads in my life. I'm seriously planning to transition much further. Breast augmentation, FFS, hormones, etc. I want to go to everything but SRS.
I spend all the time dreaming of transitioning further. A couple of major events in my life have changed allowing to me to do this now. I have had a very sucessful career as a man, but at a stage I am wanting to start over as a woman, even if it means giving up quite a bit.
Although I've dressed and wanted to be a girl since age 5 like the rest of us. I don't have this awful feeling as a woman trapped in a man's body. I want to become a "woman" to feel the sexual attraction of men wanting a girl. Yes, I know the term autogynophilia.
Is it wrong to want to transition because that is what drives me? Many seem to say Shemale is a derogatory word maybe because of the sex industry. For me, that is my desire (fetish?). I want to be one of those TS girls advertising her services.
Am I too old? I am concerned I won't look realistic / passable enough and should stayed in a mans body and dressed as a girl sometimes but not as seriously.
If I do breast augmentation, FFS, hormones, is it just the logical progression to SRS? Am I kidding myself I could/should go that far but not fully?
I realize I am being blunt and direct. I know a lot of girls have discussed these same things internally.
I would really advice from girls who have asked themselves these questions and have lived it.
Thanks girls. Lexy
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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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Jackie's Pre-Summer 2009 Update
Jackie Thompson June 18th, 2009 12:59 pm MDTHello to all my great friends here on URNA! I hope your summer is off to a great start, I hope your health is good, and I hope life is treating you kindly. Not too much has happened since my last posting back in May. Maybe that is good, maybe that's not so good. I'm doing ok so I guess that must be good!
Well, the school season is just about over which I guess means that the summer vacation period is upon us. This part of Connecticut gets pretty crazy in the summer given all the vacationers and tourist and such . It's amazing how many people can fit in one town when they do not even live here! Just going to the store for milk can take all day! But summer (and unlike here-winter life too) was not much different up the Mount Washington Valley of New Hampshire, its just the mountains had a tendancy to hide the crowds
Seriouosly though, I can't believe it is already going into the last part of June. Jeeeesh! Does time fly by or what? I'm still on target for my surgery the end of thius month and my girlfriend and I will soon be leaving Connecticutt and heading west to make that happen. We're planning to leave a week early so we can fit in a bit of a vacation - because that's about as much vacation as both she or I will see this summer due to my recovery.
Speak of recovery….my girlfirned tells me (and she knows quite a lot about FFS so I believe her entirely) it will be a month or so before I am up and around and out in publice again, and probably at least a couple of weeks before I even feel like sitting in front of the computer. I told her that wouldn't happen because I have too much work going on. She said "try it and see what happens!!" She's a pretty tuff chick so I doubt I'll tempt faith on that one! Anyway, seeing as I will not be doing much of anything the better part of July, I'd like to apologize in advance to those that may write and not hear back from me immediately. Not that I have a huge fan club to begin with! Wait….do I?? Naaa.
Anyway……that is about it. I hope you all have a safe and wonderful summer. Bye Bye 4 Now!
~ Jackie Lee
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Jackie's Spring 2009 Update
Jackie Thompson May 5th, 2009 1:23 pm MDTHi everyone. Well it seems spring has finally sprung here in Connecticut, and none to soon! I thought winters down here would be a little more tolerable than up in the Mount Washington Valley of NH, but guess what?? I was WRONG!!! We may not have gotten as much snow here as I have been used to seeing in NH but we sure had some cold temperatures!!! And living so close to the ocean the cold air often has quite a bite to it! But I guess the important thing is that it is finally starting to look like spring around here. So that’s a good thing, right? RIGHT???
So far 2009 has been pretty uneventful, almost boring! My rotator cuff surgery and recovery is now behind me and last week I had my final visit with my orthopedic surgeon. While my right shoulder will probably never be 100% again, it is at least 100% better than it was before the surgery. So that’s a good thing. Jeez that was a long recovery! If I ever injure a shoulder again remind me to have it checked out right away instead of waiting and making the injury worse and worse and worse. That was not too smart!
I attended First Event in Peabody MA back in January, and just this past March the COS Banquet here in Connecticut. While COS is not at all even close to First Event in size and attendance, COS was nevertheless a great time and it was nice to again see and spend time with some very special friends. If anyone would like to see pictures from either event I have posted some in my Gallery section.
That is really about it for now I guess. My FFS is still a go and is still scheduled for June 30th . We have all the logistics in place including the reserving of the hotel suite that my partner (and caregiver) and I will be calling home for nine or ten days. We have decided to forgo the airline flight to Chicago and will instead be driving, leaving a week early to see some National Parks and other attractions along the way. Hopefully a little R & R will help to calm some of the pre-surgical nervousness I know I am going to experience as June 30th gets closer and closer.!!!
Well, I guess that is about it for now. My next journal entry will most likely be written after I have healed from my FFS. So for now my friends…..Be Happy, Be Safe, Keep Smiling and Enjoy Your Life!
~ Jackie Lee
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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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First Event 2009: Karen Reeve's Thoughts
Karen Reeves February 2nd, 2009 8:57 pm MSTFirst Event 2009:Some Thoughts
Peabody, Massachusetts (15 January-18 January 2009)
First, check out my new album "First Event 2009" which I just posted.
Better late than never, here is my report on First Event 2009 (though after reading this report you may not agree!).
My friend Jackie and I arrived late on Thursday evening at the hotel. Let me tell you it was C-O-L-D! at he door Denise Armel greeted us with a bear hug. Because we were so tired and had worked that day we went to our room, unpacked, and ordered food to be brought in.
On Friday we were up fairly early (9:30 A.M.) I LOVE the Marriott Hotels so we ordered room service for breakfast. The food was exquisite. We attended a couple of seminars and visited with some friends afterwards.
In the evening our intrepid sorority (Sorority Sisters of New England) went out dining in Boston. Tiffany Starr drove one vehicle and I drove my car since it has a kick ass heater. It was 5 degrees out.
Arriving at the No Name Restaurant in our group was Brenda Sue, Tiffany, Jennifer Lane, Jean W. Jackie T., and myself. The crowd inside was light due to the F-R-I-G-I-D weather outside (for me from Maine it was balmy!).
The waiters and waitresses were thrilled to see us all again and remembered when we visited before. I’m not sure if that is good but they did not throw us out so I guess we were acceptable.
The staff was so friendly and nice. We all filled up on delicious seafood dinners (I LOVE SEAFOOD!). After the round of drinks no one felt the cold too.
We met the radio personality Morgan White Jr. (The Man From T.R.V.I.A.) who has a show on WBZ-AM Radio. I think I made his day when I told him that I LOVE to WATCH RADIO! He just shook his head. He is a really nice guy BTW.
Later on we went back to the hotel and visited down in the lobby restaurant/bar. As usual at these events it was hopping!
On Saturday we got up late (10:00 A.M.) and got ready for the day’s festivities. We attended some seminars and met a lot of people that you do not get to see too often during the year (the grind of daily life sort of thing you know).
Jackie actually got a new presenter to come to First Event for the first time (Kathy Perez of Exceptional Voice in Denver, Colorado). She is an awesome lady and KNOWS HER STUFF! She is a board-certified speech pathologist. As one who is an expert in this field (If you do not know why then you do not know me very well!) if you want to feminize your voice or have any vocal issues then you need to go to a professional.
Saturday evening was the Awards Banquet. If you are not a member of the host organization (Tiffany Club of New England) then the awards are about as exciting as watching paint dry on a wall. They host this convention so this is their prerogative.
The dinner was quite tasty. Jean W., Jennifer Lane, Brenda Sue, and Jackie were also in attendance. Unlike last year there was no dancing in the spacious dining room but rather in the exceedingly cramped bar/restaurant. Most of the girls would rather go drink than dance. My observation on this is that is a more of a male pattern than a female pattern. Girls like to dance, guys do not! (Here come the complaints now!).
We danced the night away and then adjourned to the infamous Dr. Z upstairs party. In attendance was the Royal Couple (the plastic dolls). It’s weird how a naked plastic doll just evokes such interest.
In the late evening it was snowing heavily. When Jackie and I got down to the lobby at 10:00 A.M. most participants had bailed. We ate the "Brunch" (Hey! BRUNCH is BR for BREAKFAST and UNCH for LUNCH. Why was there only breakfast food available?) For the price this is a real rip off. I would suggest that if you attend this event in the future that you simply have room service or order in the restaurant.
Jackie and I decided to stay another day and avoid the hassles of the snow. We sat down in the lobby watching the beautifully fallen, flaky snow come cascading down. While chatting with Jamie Dailey and some other girls a big brute of a guy lumbered over and in a hushed voice told us he was coming to First Event. He said he could not get their earlier since he was ill. I have my thoughts on this "illness" but will remain quiet. He left after a couple of hours after we gave him some requested info.
I realized that at 4 P.M. I was still wearing my nametag. I am sure I was the LAST participant to be wearing one for this year!
That evening Jackie and I had a lovely dinner in the restaurant. The hotel was deserted. It was so nice and the staff even came over to visit with us. Later we watched a movie.
On Monday the weather was nice. When I checked out it was amazing to see that the hotel staff had actually shoveled out, and cleared the snow off of my car. Talk about service!
I left for home well satisfied with my "First Event 2009" experience. It has been an EXTREMELY long time since I have been out like this and it was very nice.
Is Karen back on form? Stay tuned!
*Kisses*
~Karen~
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Best gift ever!
Sakura The Cutie January 17th, 2009 10:56 pm MSTHey girls! Hows everyone doing? So anyways like a couple of weeks ago my gf was going to throw out a old shirt that was a little worn out on one side, and OMG its such a cute shirt, but anyways lol, I told her to not throw it out and she asked if I want it since like I give her my shirts sometimes. She asked me if I was going to wear it cuz she thought it was weird that I wanted it in the first place (oh yea, if you dont know, my gf doesn't know that I dress) and I just told her that I wanted it for like a memory thing so when Im not was her, I have something of hers. So anyways today she gave me it, and when I got home I tried it on. Its a little tight but I like it. Its a black shirt and the shoulders are a see-through pattern. Its really cute. Hopefully the next time I dress I can take some pics and let everyone see it. ^_^
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Gift of tears
Shauna Elizabeth Baggtt January 10th, 2009 2:05 am MSTI am going to share something which I haven't shared since writing my book, it makes me cry horribly but it cleanses me as well. Which I really need sometimes and only she can do it.
My mother always said I was a special child, not only because of the difference that is inside my body because I love everyone. That I show love and I care about them, something few people actually do but I know a few, she would be proud that I found these people.
It was her and I against the whole world when she was alive, oh boy did we have the good times and the bad times too. She sang that song you and me against the world from Helen Reddy. I will tell you she was my hero, someone I looked up to. My mother, sure miss her so very much and not a day goes by that I don't think of her.
Be prepared, trust me when I say this, for as I reread it the tears began again but I wanted to share this one thing with my readers and friends. It isn't always about me, it is about everyone but she found her way here because I found her tape. (you'll understand later)
I was working for a auto parts store making $3.50 hour, going to college and sleeping in my car because I was too poor to afford a place of my own. I would visit my mom everyday while she was in the hospital, you see my mom had throat cancer so the doctors surgically extracted her larynx and left her with a hole instead but it lasted for about 18 months, during that time I took her home she didn't want to die in a hospital. This hospital was the very one I was born at but trust me I wouldn't want to die there either. I rewired that thing she used to talk like a robot, it was too quiet and she now sounded like a normal voice somewhat but it was better than a robot.
She loved it, mom always had the best I would see to it.
So I drove her home and waited on her, sat by her bed day and night this was after all my mother. She would ask where I was living and I would tell her a white lie, I never wanted her to worry about me. {excuse me a moment I have a crying spell here} She had enough to worry about and me to tell her the truth would send her over the edge. She lost her beautiful voice, but earlier in my life I recorded her talking actually scolding me and then talking, but it was to remember her always.
{excuse me again another crying spell here}Where was I?
Mom had to go back to the hospital, she wasn't eating right, so I was given some nasty liquid named ensure that she could keep her strength up. As the months went on it was work, mom, school, mom and I stayed with her then but she was getting worse. She wouldn't drink that ensure, so I would buy her shakes and put protein powder in it to keep her strength up. She was a smoker, she smoked till the day she died and she drank too, vodka, she said the pain was less so I let her do it. I didn't want her to be sick anymore, watching her suffer hurt me so much but there was nothing I could do to lessen the pain.
I ended up bringing her back to the hospital, god I hated that place.
It was in August, two weeks from my birthday I would be 23. Mom said to me she was dying, I would tell her no you are alright the doctors are doing all they can and she would say "listen honey, you have to understand I am dying". I just wouldn't listen to her, I didn't want to hear that, after all not only was she my mother she was my best friend too.
Mother had me sit close she wanted to tell me something, so I lean in close to her, she whispered "I have something for your birthday." I smiled and said you don't have to give me anything, I have you Mom that's all I want. Mom went on to say that what she was to give me something you couldn't find it in a store, you had to earn it and it will always be mine because it would never grow old or outdated. I couldn't understand what she was explaining to me, till much later.
Now I would visit her twice a day to be sure she was alright, I was told to stay home one day and rest and with that I did. I didn't like that much but she asked me to stay home and rest.
My younger brother came to my work the next morning, people were looking for me I asked what heavens for, he said something is wrong with mom.
How could that be I asked, I only took one day off, like she asked me to. He wanted to drive but I did instead, my younger brother stands 6'3 and is built like a building, when I said I will drive with the look in my eye he backed down. We were at the hospital in less than 5 minutes, a 20 minute drive.
As he and I approached the nursing station going to her room, 2 orderlies stood in my path, my brother said to them, not here that is our mother. I was allowed to pass without an incident. I walked into her room and there she laid blood on the wall, she had a terrible death, she had a cardiac arrest which the nurses hadn't even cleaned up but I didn't notice it till later, you see I thought she was sleeping and I got into the bed to hold her while she slept.
It was six days to my birthday and her dying was was my present.
{crying again sorry}
She didn't want to see me suffering and worrying about her no more, my mother wanted me to be happy and carry on and become the person we had always discussed which I am doing now.
When she laid in my arms I was rocking her just as she had when I was a baby, here was my mother asleep in my arms. My brother tried to get me to let go, and eventually I did but I don't remember that actually it took me three weeks to cry, I went into shock.
I wrote her eulogy just as she asked me to, which I still have somewhere.
The one thing she was so proud of me was I was good to people, not to pat myself on the back here, I would try to help anyone if I could and that very day when she died before I got there, I wanted nothing more than to see she was comfortable and her baby was there with her. You see I was momma's girl or boy, depends on who ever you talk to in the family.
I miss her so much, it has been 24 years since I seen her. I visit her urn every chance I get, sometimes more than ever just to be by her side and cleanses myself.
I believe it now when she said she would give me a gift like no other and you know what she did.
I love you too Mom.
*this took box of tissue and 8 hours to write and was worth every tear.
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URNA DETECTIVES NEWS FLASH! DAN, JON & THE CASE OF THE MISSING JOURNAL ENTRIES!
Karen Reeves December 27th, 2008 8:54 pm MSTHi Everyone!
It appears that the case of the missing journal entry postings has been SOLVED!
I can see from my own list of the number of journal entries posted on my site that last June 4th was a busy day. I know I have posted quite a few journal entries over the years but not 53 of them!!! I can talk and write alot but . . . . .
Trying to repair the site the guys posted over 30 test entries on my site in just a few hours! When the site recently got repaired these disappearing journal entries suddenly reappeared. I just noticied this and have spent time deleting the test items.
I would suggest that everyone go delete repetative journal/test items to cut down on the clutter.
Thanks Dan & Jon for the great work in making Urnotalone such an awesome place!!! You have proved yourselves again!
*Smiles*
~Karen~
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HAPPY HOLIDAY'S 2008
Jackie Thompson December 27th, 2008 8:14 pm MSTHi Everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It appears the Journal is now working and we can now post new entries (THANK YOU DAN & JON!!!!!).
So, with that being said, I would just like to wish you all a belated MERRY CHRISTMAS.
And when it gets here......Have A Safe and Happy NEW YEAR!!!!!!
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Merry Christmas 2008 To You All!
Karen Reeves December 20th, 2008 11:51 pm MSTHi Everyone!
It is that time of year and yesterday's/today's snowstorm just seems to add to the festive mood of Christmas. I know that getting ready for the holidays can be stressful and painful.
I enjoy all the bright lights, good cheer, parties, the presents, and Xmas dinner. But let us remember the true meaning of Xmas. It is the day that we celeberate the life of one person and the meaning of what it is to strive and have a better planet to live on.
Enjoy your holidays no matter your belief system!!!!!
*Kisses*
~Karen~
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A day to dress.....?
Sakura The Cutie December 11th, 2008 12:35 pm MSTHey gurls. So have something that I want to tell you all about. So two days ago (Tuesday) I didnt have school so I was home alone all morning long. This was the perfect chance for me to dress, so that morning I went into my moms room to find what I wanted to wear but I stopped and frozed before reaching my moms room. I started not feeling like dressing. Then I just went back in my room and started thinking how like its now so boring to dress alone. I've only dressed by myself since I only can do it when no one is home. Its so boring now to dress alone since I can't really share it with someone else in the room with me. I've always wanted to dress with another tgurl or a gg, but that hasn't happened yet and probably won't happen for a long time. So to all of you gurls reading this, should I be feeling and thinking this way? I don't know if its a bad thing to do?
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Yahoo Mail Problems
Sakura The Cutie November 29th, 2008 5:16 pm MSTHey gurls, I was just wondering if anyone who uses yahoo mail had any weird problems today on it, because I've been.
When I sign in on the yahoo mail page I get this page saying like Cannot open site, or like cannot get to server but something like that, but I tried again and it signed me on to the homepage of my mail account but when i clicked on indox, those weird messages came up
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GOOBLE GOOBLE GOOBLE-Some November Thoughts !
Karen Reeves November 16th, 2008 10:00 pm MSTHi Everyone!
I hope that all of you have a great Thanksgiving. We all have, though it may not seem that way many times, so much to be thankful for. The next time you get down emotionally remember that things could be a whole lot worse. Many people are in that predicament.
Don't each too much turkey!
*Kisses*
~Karen~
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Untitled Post
Shauna Elizabeth Baggtt October 23rd, 2008 12:45 pm MDT3 ways of removing hair, videos show you how
http://shaunabaggett.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-ways-of-removing-hair-videos-show-you.html
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Katherine Chi October 21st, 2008 8:08 pm MDTWednesday, October 1, 2008
Day 1 at Southern Comfort Conference (SCC)
I will not bore you with details, instead I will start off arriving at Hartsfield airport right here In Atlanta. I arrived on time from Delta, I know I was shocked too, ha-ha cause that never seems to ever happen. While I walked through the airport I was deciding on what transportation to take to the hotel taxi/livery cab, shuttle buses or the MARTA… When I got to baggage claim I was a little hesitant on getting my bags because last year I had a horrible incident happen. Last year I didn’t get my bags until like sometime after midnight, they said my bag was too heavy and had to be on board another flight coming to Atlanta. Anyways, I found my bag and it was not delayed and not having to wait for it was a relief. Okay, at this point I opted for the Marta as It was the cheapest (1.75 +.50 (2.25) one way. I was scared as I never been on the MARTA and going through Atlanta scared the crap out of me, I guess it’s that feeling of being in a new area and I am not familiar to the transit system. When I walked up the stairs I was shocked (sorry Atlanta) it was actually clean and odorless. You see I am from the NYC area and I was like great this is going to be just like the NYC subway system. Boy was I dead wrong I was impressed that was an above transit system and it was not overly crowded. It looks like I will be a MARTA user in the future. The ride itself was pleasant, smooth and quick, less than 45 minutes one-way. As I arrived at Dunwoody station another “SHAMWOW” moment, was that, it was a stone throw away ha-ha, I knew it was close but not that close. Getting off the platform and down to street level to meet the shuttle to take us to the hotel was another 5 minute drive. I was happy to be finally here though a little sad at the same time, meaning that I wish I had a GG girl friend to share this with me, and yes I am still looking and taking applications for GG J he-he... btw GG means, Genetic Girl.
Arrived at the hotel, walked in and got my SCC registration packet and named tag. Checked In at the hotel and got my key card. This year I am on the 6th floor, last year I was on the 11 or something can’t remember. I have view of the back yard this time around nothing special as I can only see the top of the bar called Chip Shots. I unpacked my things and got everything in order. The time was about 415p I need to quickly dress and get to the nail salon that I went to last year, as I needed to get my nails done. Rushing through make up and doing a half decent job I finally got to the nail salon at around 510p. I was happy to see the girls there remembered me and many commented on my new look saying that I look better this year than last year, ha-ha. As we chit chatted away I got a manicure and a pedicure, which cost me with tip 50 bucks, to me that was reasonable. The whole process took about 1 hour or so, I was then at the bare minerals store as I need more foundation then I left the mall soon after. So back at the hotel I went to my room to freshen up and head back downstairs to check to see if any one was here that I knew. And low and behold I bump in to Amber a cross-dresser from Indiana and her Indy friends heading out to dinner and I asked if I could tag along they said sure the more the merrier. I didn’t know where we were eating but we got on bus to the restaurant called Old Hickory House a pulled BBQ pork place. Once we stepped inside we got the usual stares and dumb founded looks, ha-ha... the place is a local eatery and it was not busy just a small party in the back besides us. We seated ourselves in the back as those seem to be the bigger tables and ordered our food. The food was ok not great and the pork was tender and juicy, I had the shredded pork sandwich with Brunswick stew (It’s a chili like soup) and corn on the cob, at a reasonable price of 6.75, I got the cheapest meal out of all the girls. Well after talking and eating and showing my pictures we paid our bill on separate checks. We called the driver to pick us up and headed back to the hotel to just relax and meet any talk with the girls coming in and for me to have a good nights rest for tomorrow as it’s going to be a big day for me.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Day 2
Woke up at 7ish and showered and shaved and got dressed in my Elie Tahari grey pant suit. I looked very professional as I went to breakfast downstairs at the hotel and OMG rip off on breakfast. I ordered 2 eggs sunny side up with corned beef hash, toast and an apple juice, now this meal sounds it would be a reasonable price, right, WRONG it cost 17.00 and I gave a 2 buck tip that came to 19.00. All I can say is HOLY SHIT. I was hungry, oh well... Today was an important day for me, why well I am to take my friend Naria around and introducing her to some of my friends to help her with her project she is working on for the Trans community. She called me at 1137a and said she already and checked in and is ready to roll. We headed to meet Cat first so she can register though we were too late. So we all headed to eat lunch, we sat at a table with my Indy friends and Naria had so many questions, she was very observant and asked me if that person was a man or woman , and every time gave her the answer, she was shocked. Through out the day, we talked and got to know each other fairly well. She got some good stories that can lead to a possible shows and I hope that she finds the right people. She is searching for heterosexual cross-dressers that are married and struggle with the desire to dress as a woman in public. She would like to have them go on camera as their male and female side. It’s a tall order but I am sure there are people out there that are willing and ready to speak out for cross-dressers. We meet some great people and I made a few new friends. As the evening ended with dinner with the Vanity Club girls SCC annual dinner at a local restaurant she talked to the wives of the group, I hope she made a few good friends. As we headed back to the hotel I asked her if she was glad to come to this conference if only for a short time she said yes she was happy that she came and had the opportunity to talk to all my friends and educated herself on this diverse community. Unfortunately Naria had to leave early the next day to care for her family. I wished she stayed longer, but I wish her well and good luck with her project and if she doesn’t find any leads or willing participants at least she is now more educated about the trans community and I hope be more understanding towards our community. I also hope that she teaches her children to be accepting of people like me.
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Friday, October 3, 2008
Day 3
Friday, today I woke up a little late, 9am and I was invited to breakfast by my friend Chloe, I couldn't make it as I was just getting up and getting ready. Today I wore an Elie Tahari black pencil skirt and VS thigh high stockings and a blue Theory blouse and Guess ankle strap heels, I looked HOT!! The career expo was going on and that was interesting that is why I dressed this way. It was bigger than last year so Kudos to SCC for attracting more companies. Again I was wandering through the vendor area, I spotted the really cute Asian girl and was eyeing her and I have been eyeing her since Wednesday. I wanted to go up to her and say how cute she was before I left, then today she started up a conversation with me, she beat me to it. She asked me if she looked good in her corset she was trying on and I said “yes you look gorgeous”, then she asked me have I come by her wig store I said “no I have not” so she lead me to her table and we talked for a bit. She said she would of dated me in a heart beat and that she never dated an Asian guy before, I was floored, I never ever have gotten that before in boy mode let alone as a woman. Her name is Nusara and she said all that to me when I was dressed. She also happened to be eyeing me so that just shows how understanding she is and open and she is also Republican. This is one of the best moments of my life I will never forget. Just my luck, she is already married, DOH!! I hope that she and I can become good friends to the point of almost BFF. This woman is so great I wish I found her years ago. Whoever married her is one dam lucky guy to have an open minded woman. I also meet another new girl her name is Diane, a GG and she owns a store in Long Island, now I didn’t know I spoke to her before until she mentioned First Event (FE) because I was supposed to be her model for the Fashion show. After talking to her and her mother about the local parties and some of the people we became instant friends. I also meet Gina lance editor of TG-life who also happens to be a cross-dresser who put out a book for cross-dressers to get out of the closet, she gave me a copy of her book as a token of friendship and she even signed it ha-ha. All three of these love woman I know will be long time friends for years to come.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Day 4 the last day
It started out normal ha-ha, right; I went down to get breakfast cost me about 12 bucks. Went to see Nusara again, that's the adorable Asian woman that happens to be married. I didn’t eat lunch and went shopping with Lauren she need some sort of wrap or shawl and I also need to get stud earrings I lost mine on Thursday night or Friday morning. It was around 4pm after all our shopping I went back to flirt with Nusara again and Jaye a VC sister told me that she told Nusara that I liked her and I that she was cute, which Is true but I didn’t know she would go and tell Nusara. In her response to Jaye, Nusara said that I looked cute as a boy too and that she likes me, why does she have to be married? I went back upstairs and packed up some things so I would not rushing to pack and get out on Sunday, as well as change in to my evening dress for the grand gala I looked ok I think ha-ha. I called Lauren to see if she needed help with deciding what to wear and she said “sure come down to my room” I sort of helped her, she was doing fine with out me, so I just waited for her to get ready, it was like 530- 600p. She finally got done and we headed out now for some reason the elevators were slow so I opted for the stairs with two other girls, we made it down and so did Lauren she took the elevators. While greeting and taking pictures I walked back into the vendor area yet again to glimpse at Nusara the Asian GG hottie. I was sad that she couldn’t stay. I said bye to her and got her contact info and told her to come back and go to the events with me.
Dinner was at 730p and it was a decent dinner as it was the last one. It was a surf and turf meal with red potatoes and asparagus and a plum tomato. Now for the entertainment, all I can say is WHAT THE FUCK was that. It was so gaudy and atrocious that you couldn’t understand what that actor was saying or even doing. Every one started walking out on the act and by the end only a handful of people were in the ballroom. Michael a trans-man and Capt of the night asked everyone that was outside to please go back in for announcements and to hear the band play. Trust me you didn’t miss much. The entertainment committee needs serious help. I didn’t go back in I stayed outside and took more pictures with people like Gia Darling yes you read that right Gia, she was there. All I can say about her Is DAM she is one gorgeous woman and in the words of our fearless Vanity Club president “I’d go "straight" for that, ha-ha. Gia is so short and skinny I was really surprised and I must say she is a hottie. I wish I had a chance to talk to her. I also took pictures with the Vanity Club girls that happen to be outside at that time. A bunch of great girls I must say. As the night wore on I headed upstairs to change in to my jeans and tank and packed up a little more. Went back downstairs to mingle a little more and I ran into Kelli a great girl In the making she has lots of potential to make It as a woman and I wish her good luck. It was getting close to 1am and I headed back up to my room and showered and cleaned up and went to bed.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
the day after
Woke up at 9am and packed the last few things I had out I tripled checked the room. Went downstairs to check out of the hotel and placed my bag in storage as I was leaving with some of the girls in their boy mode. It’s such an interesting thing to see someone in their boy mode and trying to guess who was who but hey that is the beauty of what makes us who we are sometimes. I called Lauren to see where she was, she was down in the restaurant having breakfast with Cat. After breakfast she went back upstairs to pack which took an hour, so I just hung out with Wendy and Kelli both in boy mode I said my good byes to all the Vanity Club girls that were leaving. It was now about 11am and I well be heading back to the airport on MARTA. It was a quiet ride to say the least and check in and security was a breeze. I had lunch there and boarded the plane home
I got home around 6p
Closing
This year definitely felt different than past SCC’s that I have been to. Mostly regarding the fetish side of it I saw a lot less leather and PVC and sissies this year which was a good thing, I think it made SCC a more upscale and sophisticated atmosphere. Yes it made SCC a less a place to have fun and enjoy the art of dressing. Another thing that has changed was the number of younger participants at SCC it seemed many are already transitioning or in the process. There are fewer younger cross-dressers every year. The trans-men are increasing in every year which is great. The third thing is the wild or party energy has gone down dramatically since leaving midtown, or it could just be this year, which in turn made this year seem to have less attendees, I heard like 850 or so compared to 910 last year. Possibly could be the result of economy, since for many SCC is more a luxury than a need.
The people are what make SCC all possible and this year there were some wild ones that pushed the boundaries of being passable. It’s great to see that many people come out and enjoy being a girl. I am happy that I was able to attend to say hi to old friends and make some new friends. One last thing coming home from Atlanta that was in the 75-80 degrees, to New York that was at 50-55 degrees SUCKS ha-ha……… oh and after seeing myself in pictures I think I look bad and FAT.
Until next year….
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