Your Transgender Girl in the Neighborhood-JJ'S HOUSE!
While I was working yesterday on the waterfront, a trans woman passed by. If she noticed me at all, I don't know. I still gave a smile to her, even if my fashion police training had me almost aghast at her style. She was well over six feet tall, and her build was like that of a basketball player - narrow at the hips and broad in the shoulders. She looked as though she was walking for the exercise, and there are many who walk, jog and run in that area. She did not, however, blend in with the exercise (or any other) crowd. Her shorts were way too short and made of sweat pant material. Her top was loose-fitting, which, along with the too-short and too-tight shorts, only accentuated her (manly) build. She leaned forward at about a 30 degree angle as she made her long strides, and with her arms hanging so low as to seemingly be dragging knuckles in a Neanderthal manner. The over-done makeup and bad wig topped off the look. I so had the urge to stop my work and chase her down to give her some fashion tips, but, of course, I did not. Maybe she was out like that because she'd wanted to do so ever since the 70's, when her look was in style.I have to give that trans woman her props, as she was out among the "regular" people just as I was. If I had to guess, though, she had come out not too very long ago. I hope she learns some things about style soon from a friendly person, and not the hard way. Of course, I learned some time back that, in the local trans/cross dresser group, those in the know are reluctant to help out a novice for fear of hurting her feelings. But, OMG, they will make all sorts of nasty comments behind her back. I, on the other hand, received my fashion police stars even before stepping out of the closet. HaHa!