And The Winner is!!!

 The final four contestants for the
Miss Thailand 
Beauty Pageant show us once again the most beautiful women in Thailand weren't born that way.!
You may have seen this already. I actually posted this Wednesday but problems with "Blogger" deleted it!
Cyrsti

Stare Down! At the Transgender Corral!

"The Corall"

Where?
In a bathroom. A ladies bathroom of course.
A restroom "pass" is a precious thing to me! In order to keep it, the fewer women I have to meet up with the better.  I always try to sit where I can keep an eye out for whose coming and going to have the least traffic.
Knock on wood, life recently has been pretty good. My "C&C" (comfort and confidence) level is quite possibly is at it's all time high. A restroom incident wouldn't be desirable!
Last night wasn't so much an incident but more of a happening with no real idea of the outcome.
As I entered the "corral" there were two or three younger women hanging out and talking about guys of course and I had to walk between two of them to get to a stall,  They looked at me closely but never really said a word about gender. Which is usually the case with their generation.
They left quickly, leaving the room to myself and another woman. She finished first and I was trying to time my departure from the stall when she was leaving the room. Hearing the paper towels being pulled is my cue. Not fool proof but close.
Last night was different.
As I left the stall, she turned to look at me.  The second or two that we locked eyes seemed like an hour.I normally look away or say hello. Last night I didn't. I just locked eyes with her This time it wasn't my "deer in the headlights" look. It was more like the gunfight at the "O.K. Corral". "Go ahead and draw your weapon lady! Well she did.
She said "they are out of paper towels in here. I wanted to warn you." Really? That's it? I shook off my surprise thanked her and she headed out the door.
Of course my mind wouldn't let it go. She was sitting only couple seats down from me at the bar with a small mixed group. No one even gave me a second look when I came back to my seat.
So once again I wondered what really happened in that second.
She was close to my age and was dressed up and made up which is rare. Our hair color was about the same and I was wearing younger casual clothes.  She could have thought a woman my age needs to cut that hair. My clothes weren't that radical. She was wearing some sort of bright patterned jacket with black slacks. I'm sure we both thought we would not be caught dead in each others clothes.
The only scenario I can think of is my makeup. With the long straight  black hair and olive makeup and if I do my eyes and cheekbones right...it's almost a native american look. Maybe she was a "Cowboys and Indians" fan. Last night was just a throw down night in the bathroom? Or maybe she just thought I was a bitch!

In the T-News!

One new story and one old on the show!
The old one is the Thai airline recruiting transgender flight attendants.

The two attendants to the left of the picture are showing their "Id's" telling the world they are transgendered. Supposedly for immigration purposes.The other two were not identified showing once again the blurring of the genders in Thailand! Real or trans?

The second story features transgender model "Lea T".
Not to be undone by "feman" Pejic and his cover picture with "Kate Moss", Love Magazine's second cover of the year features "Lea".

It is worth mentioning "Lea" is transgender and "Pejic" is not . That we know!


Finally, from the old pix archives. I'm posting a "blond" shot from my past.  Don't really know why I've felt the need to do this lately!

Winter Blahs?

I'm still in my "dark state of mind". Still in love with my dark hair.
In my part of the world we finally saw the sun for the first time in a week or so and that's before we hit a major ice storm tonight. Maybe my darkness just fits the environment  like a chameleon?
Who knows or really cares. The picture to the right is from last summer during my last "dark" love affair. The feel of the hair on my bare shoulders and back was delightful so I didn't mind going darker when most were gong lighter.
All went well Saturday night. Did a closet inspection and came up with some pieces that worked well as a whole.  Even located a gray top that matched my gray boots. (Finally!)
My regular hangout was very crowded but I got barely a look as I got to a seat. Some looks are good but I'll take "stealth" as an affirmation of my "girlness". It's just another version of "don't ask, don't tell". If you think I'm not trans, I won't tell!

I guessed woman...wrong!

Karma then pulled up a stool beside me. Perhaps you remember me telling the story of the base senior master sergeant having a regular "katoey" friend when I was in the military in Thailand. A major airbase is located near where I go for shopping, sports, food and adult beverages. We have a small group of "regulars" in the pub where most of the clientele turns over nightly.  I had seen this man several times but never in uniform. Saturday he was wearing his dress air force blues and yes he is a senior master sergeant and yes he did say a few words to me for the first time.  Karma had to be the reason!
If you follow the "katoey" link above, there is a very fun test. You have 8 chances to choose woman or katoey. I won't tell you my final score!
Finally, "yes I did go there" and posted a picture of both of us at the same time! That truly puts me in a dark state of mind! Lol!!!!