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Salon Experience

I had my hair done the other day and I have to say that I am coming to love the salon experience, even if it always ends with an obscenely large bill.

A couple of years ago, I came to the conclusion that a wig was too artificial-feeling, too hot, and too fake-looking to allow me to be comfortable and feel natural being Janie.  I don’t judge others, and I realize many tgirls feel differently about this – or have no choice – but the way I come at this thing personally, internally, it really became a matter of self-respect for me.

So, I started by trying to find a sympathetic place where they would cut my hair in such a way that it could pass for a girl’s do, but still was a serviceable male cut.

A few sessions of that led me to the conclusion that if I was ever going to be happy with my girl look, my hair was going to have to be distinctly feminine.  I wasn’t going to reshape my face surgically, so my hair had to do it for me.

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You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby!

(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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Stuck Being Me

It was upon looking at some older pictures of myself that a distressing thought occurred to me… and often, as now, these thoughts become the subject of a blog post…

I fear that since I have become more womanly and authentic, I have also become a lot more… well, BORING!

Oh, don’t deny it! imgp0296a_thumb

Was a time, I’d wear pink hair and 6-inch heels…

…maybe a caricature, but certainly better for the amusement of others than what I am becoming – which is a fairly regular girl.  When one is counting on the attention of her viewers and readers, it is not by any means a given that “normal” is a good thing.

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Inside and Out

I recently commented on another site regarding some of the issues involved in posting photos online, in my case first disguised by a wig and makeup, and then later without.

To re-quote the relevant parts of my comments:

Posting my first photos was as much liberating as it was scary, but I was wearing a wig and a lot of makeup, and I carefully disguised any background that might be familiar. Trouble was, there was also a part of me that looked at those photos and didn’t see myself either. In fact, I would scour the photos and eliminate those where I looked too much like myself.

This didn’t really sit well with the gurl inside, though.

Over time – not that long, actually – I have improved my physical appearance so that I look more feminine and don’t need a disguise. So, I dropped the wig, cut back on the makeup and can now feel that the photos have more truth in them, if you know what I mean.

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