May
23
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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May
21
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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May
12
Live and Let Live – what a simple concept.
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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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
25
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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Apr
24
A few of the girls coming to our Las Vegas fete are hell-bent on invading a topless swimming pool at one of the other hotels.
One is tempted to the reaction that this was much ado about nothing… to state it bluntly: take the top off a bikini-wearing crossdresser, and you have a man in a speedo!
Ok, ok, that’s not exactly right, I know. With wigs and makeup, it would certainly have a different flavor, and those of the girls who are on hormones or who have implants would obviously have a completely different experience.
But, it struck me how, in a way, it is all coming full circle… to go through all these changes only to end up doing something we could have done any time without a second thought as guys, and making a big deal about it.
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Apr
21
Traveling to Las Vegas, I opted out of the scary big machine scanner thingy, and took the pat-down instead.
The guy quickly radioed, “Female assist needed,” and within a few seconds, a female screener appeared.
The airport security authority has clearly bent over backwards to accommodate the most sexually sensitive people out there, from providing a same-sex screener for the pat-down, to instituting procedures requiring them to describe exactly how they are going to touch each part of your body.
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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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Apr
02
As an emerging t-girl, I go through ups and downs… sometimes wondering whether I have gone way too far down the wrong road.
The trouble is finding a pure perspective from which to analyze my true feelings and desires.
She’s Always There
For one thing, every day when I get up, I am greeted in the mirror with a hairless body and face, and long curly locks flowing from my head…
…and I have to ask myself whether I am no longer giving my male self a fair chance to predominate.
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30
Last week’s post was about Billy Elliot, the musical. I must have just been defrosted after years in cold storage, since I had no idea about the movie.
For those of you equally clueless, here’s a great clip, sure to be near and dear to any crossdresser’s heart:
Crossdressing Scene
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