Trans Woman at a Photo Shoot

 

Example of Liz's hand beaded work
from Liz T Designs,

This happened years ago when the world went through an all too brief softening on its views of different kinds of women. Way before the current orange felon/pedo came along trying to destroy our world.

As I remember, it all started with a few big brand beauty products moving away from the same old skinny models and began signing women who were closer to the norm for their commercials. I was encouraged when I saw new models who never looked the same and even closer to what I had achieved in my cross-dressing adventures.

At that time, our native Cincinnati had just opened its second huge crafters mall in an old shoe factory. It featured everything from artists painting to blacksmiths working their metal. So, you can tell, perhaps crafters was not the right word to use for these serious working people. It just so happens; my wife Liz is a very talented crafter of her own right. She went to art school, and she works on everything from painting to hand-beaded work to knitted clothing items which she sells online. She was very interested in everything which was going on in the mall and we stopped in many of the shoppes.

One of the unique stops we made was at a handmade book shop. Liz had been wanting to try her hand at trying to make her own journals, so she struck up a conversation with the owner as I browsed. It turned out the owner and crafter was interested in me too and was very nice to me. She also had a book to sign for any interested followers. We signed up and I thought that would be the end of it, but it wasn’t.

To my surprise, a couple of weeks later I received an email from the owner asking me if I would be interested in participating in a photo shoot, she and a photographer she knew were putting together a book project which featured women from different backgrounds to submit to an exhibition in Chicago. After the initial surprise and shock subsided that they had thought of me after such a brief meeting, I jumped at the opportunity. Even though the idea scared me to death. I just could not turn down the chance to have a professional photographer take my picture. Such a long way from using my old cellphone in a mirror.

Before I knew it, my appointment time had arrived and it was time to hitch up my big girl’s panties and head to the photographer’s studio, also in the big mall, so I knew how to get there. Once there, I was dressed in the requested neutral black sweater and ready for my leap into the great unknown. One of my first questions involved my makeup and was assured I looked fine, and I sat back and let the photographer do her work. My immediate reaction to everything was my ego enjoyed being the center of everything around me and outside of an old Glamour Shot appointment years before (remember them?), the only time this would happen for me in my life.

Then I had to sit back and wait for the next part of the process, when the book was actually published and sent to Chicago. I just hoped I could represent the Cincinnati transgender community well. Finally, the news came back that the book did not win the competition but there would be an official party for it to come up at one of Cincinnati’s smaller museums. As one of the models, I was invited. Of course I had to go, but what would I wear to a book unveiling party? To be honest, I don’t remember what I wore after going through my closet. I did not want to be too formal but look nice at the same time, and I think I achieved my goal.

For the first time, I was able to see the book put together and of course I was not satisfied with how I looked. Being the perfectionist I never was, I thought the photographer could have done a better job at lighting my face to de-emphasize my jawline. But she didn’t. As far as the other women in the book, there were a wide range of choices they made including women of color and heavy-set women away from the usual beauty stereotypes cisgender women must deal with.

Sadly, I don’t know whatever happened to the pictures I received from the photo shoot, so I can’t show them to you. All I have are the memories of being singled out in a positive way because I am transgender and the once in a lifetime chance to do a photo shoot because I was.