Jan
09
I was having a pretty ordinary night out and was about to start making my way home when someone gently touched my arm. I turned around to see who it was, and there he was… yum!
The handsome guy standing before me was dressed smartly in all-black. I knew him from several online chats we had months earlier. He was kind of an alluring rascal: a sex-obsessed scallywag with an impish grin and a wry sense of humor.
But, standing there in front of me, dressed up nice, my oh my, he was a real cutie!
“You have no idea who I am,” he said.
“Oh, but I do,” I smiled, willing my eyes to sparkle, if that’s possible.
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Jan
07
Yeah, so I left God out of the title – but this is not about her, this is about grace.
I haven’t really felt all that girly the past few days as work has bogged me down. I scarcely had time for any exercise.
But, today, I demanded from myself that I step away from the computer and do some yoga.
And what do you know, ten minutes into the practice of this graceful, spiritual form of exercise, my feminine spirit was soaring.
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Jan
06
I am grateful for the comments on my recent post The Irresistible Lure of the Lens, and I think that your explanations for our obsession with taking pictures of ourselves were intelligent and thought-provoking.
Here’s my two-cents’…
I have found that t-girls obsession with the lens is matched by our inability to walk past a mirror without looking at ourselves.
Both are momentary reflections of us that teach us what we may be doing wrong and impress us with what we are doing right. And we are ever eager to learn about both.
For my money, the mirror is the better learning tool, as it is interactive. Sometimes, it’s “Goll darn, I am doing pretty good!” but more often than not, there is some flaw that bears improving, and I can look away, take a deep breath and try to change my posture, my expression or whatever, to improve my result.
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05
Well, after the brouhaha that preceded ABC’s Work It, we finally got to see what all the fuss was about.
Of course the CD community is not going to appreciate some of the innuendo and outright specific comments indicating that crossdressing is nothing but a last resort for desperate people and not something any normal person would ever actually want to do.
I suspect the trans community will object to the trifling with their issues and with the whole concept of changing genders.
But, my opinion is that neither CDs nor TSs are really the true victims here.
In my view the real victims are men.
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03
I wonder why it is that t-girls seem to have an incessant desire to have their picture taken. I don’t really know how common it is, but my straw poll shows that almost everyone I know is so afflicted.
What answers are we looking for in the lens?
Is it just to see how well we’re doing at assuming the female guise?
Or is it more, “I can’t believe I look this way!”
Or is it, “Damn, I’m hot. Photos of myself turn me on like porn… maybe better!”
I have a good excuse: I need ‘em for my blog. (That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!)
What’s yours?
Jan
02
America is a funny place.
The Playboy Club – a sumptuously shot, multi-layered program lasted barely 2 episodes before it was pulled, due in no small part to complaints from the religious right.
The Parents Television Council said: “Bringing The Playboy Club to broadcast television was a poor programming decision from the start. We’re pleased that NBC will no longer be airing a program so inherently linked to a pornographic brand that denigrates and sexualizes women … we hope other broadcasters heed the important lessons of this programming debacle.”
Now, along comes ABC with “Work It,” an idiotic “comedy” (premiering tomorrow) which needs no explanation beyond the poster at right. Yes, yes, women have it so much easier in the workplace than men, so of course it would be necessary to pretend to be one to secure a job.
But you know who has it easiest? Transgender women. Oh yes. Especially non-passable ones. Jobs practically fall into their laps, and co-workers enthusiastically welcome them.
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31
With 2011 coming to a close and a fresh slate about to be written on for 2012, I wanted to wish everyone a happy, healthy, prosperous and productive new year, full of enthusiasm and energy and success.
And, of course, I hope you’ll visit me once in a while and see what changes I manage to effect in 2012.
I hope this year, more of you will make the effort to participate – not for my benefit but for your own. I think the experience for everyone is hugely enhanced by each and every interaction between any and all of us. Let’s make this a community thing.
Let’s everyone try to help one another, here and everywhere. These are trying times and we all need each other. Where there isn’t love and compassion, hate and discrimination will surely take their place.
Love and kisses,
xoxo
Janie
Dec
30
Ever look in the mirror and just ask yourself, “What the hell am I doing dressing and acting like a woman?”
Cuz, I still sometimes do…
Dec
27
(…continued from Missed It By That Much)
I ran into the wife of a friend of mine, in a place where and at a time when I often would go as Janie; fortunately I was in guy mode. She happened to mention that she frequents a nearby cafe for lunch that I have often gone to as Janie (though never at lunchtime).
So, I missed being discovered by the skin of my teeth, now what?
Nobody said life as Janie would be dull, right? (…kinda the point… though I can do without this particular kind of excitement.)
Clearly, if she had “caught” me, all my friends would have known in fairly short order. Once a wildfire starts spreading, it is difficult to contain, so it is impossible to know how far the flames would have spread.
By the 6 degrees of separation theory, it is more than a little possible that the news would reach the ears of people I absolutely do not want knowing.
Dealing with my friends would not be optimal, but I would cope. There would be changes, to be sure, but who knows how things come out the other end? People often surprise you.
But certain people don’t – and those are my bigger worry. Again, I’d survive, but I’d much rather not have to go through that.
So, is it worth the chance I am taking to be able to freely walk the streets?
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Dec
21
Wow.
I am obviously out-to-lunch on what issues will resonate with you all out there.
I was sure that relaying that episode about coming within an inch of being discovered would bring out all sorts of comments about similar experiences, counsel on wise behavior, discussion of risk and need and so on.
But, I got nothing. Just a big, flat thud. A lead balloon.
Go figure.
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