May
17
Quite a comedown from my Las Vegas trip, I am back to the drudgery of daily life…
Today is as grey and dull as can be, spitting rain and very cool – quite a come-down from the sunny, warm southwest U.S.
Also had to deal with the tedium of getting out of the house as a girl again. There is a subtle emotional price you pay for having to subjugate your authenticity to reality.
Ho, hum…
Anyways, just had a quick look around and made a dash for the car.
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Apr
30
Lather, rinse, repeat…
There I was relaxing by the pool, when a couple of friends joined me…
…one conquered bottle of tequila later, it was time to get ready for the Fetish Party.
There are some real fetish girls in the group, but the Wildside Fetish Party is nothing so hardcore. It is just the same bunch of wonderful gals as the previous night, dressed to a different theme: latex, leather, corsets and such, coming together for another fabulous get-together of sharing stories and feelings, flirting, camming, dancing, joking…
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Apr
29
Hooboy! That first party was a doozy!
Picture 50 sexy t-girls who just love each other’s company, in skimpy lingerie, in a hotel suite with booze flowing and two live webcams broadcasting, and twenty cameras taking pictures.
That’s Lingerie Night, Wildside style!
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Apr
19
The annual Sin City Soirée is coming up in just a few days… so exciting!
For those of you who haven’t been with me for that long, I have been going to an annual t-girl week in Las Vegas for a few years now, and find it to be a celebration of all that’s great about being T!
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09
I’m a baaad girl sometimes.
Not in any nefarious sense, but I do like to play with people’s minds sometimes, even if it ends up that it is only playing with my own.
I spoke recently (here) about having to remember which gender I am at any given time, but sometimes I do remember quite well that I’m supposed to be a guy, but yet throw in some feminine gender cues on purpose just to see what reaction there might be.
I don’t know if it is just passive-aggressiveness, a secret desire to be discovered and end this double life, or just the mischievous person I have always been, looking for just a little bit of trouble…
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Jan
06
As I recounted a few weeks ago in the post Batting My Eyelashes, I was pulled over by police while driving, and though I fully knew I would have to give the officer my real driver’s license, I wasn’t the slightest bit trepidatious.
I began to think about this a bit.
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Dec
24
Got busted today for a moving violation while driving…
I was surprisingly calm about the prospect of introducing myself to the officer as a guy while dressed as Janie.
After a brief discussion, he took my documentation and went back to his cruiser. He returned a few minutes later, letting me off with a lesser charge.
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Dec
08
(This is the first of what I hope will be more than a few guest posts written by my GF, Emily.)
I have come a long way since I first encountered Janie some four years ago. Of course, Janie has come a long way too.
Although Janie was never hidden from me, and I learned about her at the same time as Janie did herself, I still went through many of the usual trials and tribulations most women go through on learning that her spouse is a crossdresser. Flash forward to the present and I don’t really even think of Janie as a crossdresser now, but rather I think of her as a unique person with many interesting sides, and someone I‘m lucky to share my life with. The best of all worlds in many respects. We have always been the best of friends in addition to lovers, but now I have not only a spouse, a lover, and a boyfriend, but a girlfriend too!
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30
It’s funny how things work in reverse.
Just the other day, I was remarking about being almost universally perceived as female, even in guy mode.
Well, yesterday, I went shopping as Janie – maybe not full makeup, but lipstick and jewellery and girl clothes – and wouldn’t you know it, I am suddenly an interesting curiosity…
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28
Chicagoans see me as a girl, it seems.
I have yet to break out my girl clothes or makeup, I haven’t taken a razor to my face in almost a week, and yet I have been treated almost exclusively as female, whether in a restaurant, or trying on clothes in a department store, or on the street.
…and that suits me just fine!
Though I had no problem looking through the clothes in the women’s section of a certain department store, I really didn’t have the nerve to ask to be let into the women’s change rooms in my then state of appearance. But the sales clerk who came by offering assistance referred to me as ma’am, so I thought I’d give it a shot.
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