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Barnes and “No Balls”

The latest brouhaha on tap is over U.S. bookstore Barnes and Noble’s decision to treat as pornographic the cover photo of a topless man because he is effeminate and has curlers in his hair.

I understand the corporation’s desire to avoid problems, but bookstores, specifically, do have a certain obligation to support the freedoms of speech and expression.  To their (small) credit, they didn’t refuse to stock it, they just masked the cover.

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The Advantages of Being T

Today was travel day, and I decided to wear a flirty, flouncy sundress and high-heeled sandals.  I wanted to feel as feminine as possible before I return to the drudgery of life tomorrow.

Kudos once again to the security people for not even flinching as they perused my passport.

And, thanks to the security officer who smiled at me and complimented my dress.

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Please Don’t Squeeze the Charmin

Staying at the Hard Rock Hotel, we just had to check out the incredible vibe and energy coming from the club in the lobby.

Unfortunately, it was 1 a.m. and they weren’t letting anyone else in.

As we stood there, forlorn and forsaken outside the velvet rope, Prince Charmin ’ rode to the rescue.

He came up to me and stood in real close, looked me in the eyes and said, “I am so taking you upstairs with me tonight.”

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Rejection is Good for the Ego

Ahhh, the Dating Game…

Bachelor Number One

Out last night at a bar, I found myself dancing alone on the dancefloor when a guy came up and asked if he could dance with me.  Not really interested but happy to have some attention, I agreed.

We danced for a song or two, and then he started dancing ever closer to me.  At first I tried to restore the distance between us, but eventually gave up on repeatedly backing away.

However, certain business had to be taken care of.  I don’t do surprises, and I’m pretty sure that dancing any closer would have given him information he might not have been happy to receive in that way, if you know what I mean…

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Oh Dreary Day

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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Live and Let Live

Live and Let Live – what a simple concept.

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The victim of this hatred, 22 yr. old Chrissy Lee Polls

What provokes someone to lash out in violent hatred at another person just because they are different?

An incident in a Maryland McDonald’s reminds us of the simmering nastiness that lurks in people’s hearts.

As reported in the Huntington Post:

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Fetish, Wildside Style

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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Wild Wildside!

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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Being Different Comes in Many Flavors

According to a local paper, many of the attendees at the Rockabilly Festival enjoy the freedom the group gives them to express their individuality in musical and fashion terms.  They do not follow what is considered mainstream or popular and go their own way.

People at these events wear vintage fashions, or modern spins on those, along with two-tone shoes or colorful brogues.  The men slick their hair back while the women have their hair intricately styled into 40s dos, often in jet black, platinum blond or bright red.  Many are heavily tattooed.

The newspaper quoted one person saying how she loved coming to this event because, at least for one weekend a year, she can dress as she likes and not feel like an outcast.

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Him Again!

Sometimes, feelings hit you by surprise.

Case in point, I am here in Las Vegas, having spent the past four days as a guy with GF at a Rockabilly convention.  What a fabulous event it was, demonstrating that the 60-year old spirit of 1950s rock and roll, rhythm and blues and country hillbilly music is alive and well and that the next generation will keep the faith in impressive numbers and with ample exuberance.

Everyone was dolled up impressively in vintage fashions, with a certain modern edge for the younger set, the old and beautiful cars were on display, and The Killer himself – Jerry Lee Lewis – rocked the stage in impressive form.

In this environment, GF has (correctly) ordained that it is appropriate that we go as boy and girl – and I play the part of boy, cuz she’s no good at it.  Her soft voice, ample bust and very curvy hips make it pretty much impossible for her, but that’s a subject for another time.

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