Girl's Year Out!

As 2012 becomes old news, I certainly have goals to complete.  (I don't believe in resolutions so to speak)
The first three months of the year should be a transition period. I know transition is a big word around here with transgendered individuals-but I mean transitioning into a whole different work and life style. Just because I don't have a formal job doesn't mean I will stop working. Physically of course I will have the chance to experience the changes with the homones.
The three months will also give me a chance to complete another major goal-wearing my own hair. I have passed along several times little bits of info about my hair. I have gone since last fall without getting it cut and the hormones are supposed to help it grow plus BFF suggested Folic Acid.  Folic Acid as I understand is a "B" vitamin which helpd stimulate new hair growth.
Hair, skin and any breast growth I experience leads me to my summer goal of being able to wear frilly sleeveless feminine tops for the first time in my life. Come on Red's baseball in Cincinnati!

So for the second day of the new year that's what this transgendered girl is thinking. I can clearly see the path. Now I just have to travel it!

Well! I never!

Well, I never thought I would spend a NewYears Eve like this one!
BFF and I met early to do a little shopping  and enjoy a cup of coffee before heading out for the evening.
The weather was unseasonably warm and fairly dry so life was good.The place we were headed wasn't far from the hotel so we took are time getting dressed for the party. She wore a wonderful feminine "little black dress" and I completed my outfit with a pair of slinky mid calf pants.
Several days before I checked the club's website and even called them to find out what they were featuring so I knew they were featuring a "burlesque" show. Since the venue is primarily gay I assumed the performers would be male.
I assumed wrong! Not only was the room full of straight couples, the performers were women and what a show it was!!!
In another life in a land far far away I was old enough to see the very end of live burlesque performances in Dayton and Toledo, Ohio when I was in college.
NEVER in my wildest dreams would I ever thought I would be watching one again starting my female hormones and admiring the shape of my hairless arms  working their way down to my french manicured nails.
But I was and enjoying the art form immensely! Burlesque performers and belly dancers completely embody the female form and sexuality to me.
I enjoy and learn from both.
As is the case with fun evenings, they come and go all too quickly!
I just hope the rest of 2012 can live up to it's beginning!

The Puzzle Piece Was There All The Time!

I have TWO major posts concerning my New Years Eve.
BFF and I ended up at a gay venue with a straight crowd watching a cis-female burlesque group? More later!
First things first.
I was lucky in the middle of an insane week to rush out and shop for an "outfit" and find what turned out to be the perfect top It is a gold and brown ruffled sleeveless top and  just jumped off the rack at me!
The only problem was that it was "sleeveless".
I knew I would be able to shed the hair on my arms for the first time in my life, the problem was what did my arms look like under all that ugly hair.
After a 5 gallon drum of hair removal cream and an hour of finding more hair in more places I ever knew I finally threw a sweater over my naked arms and headed out the door.
Later in the evening it was time to finally test my arms.
I slid the top on and stood back and held my breath as it softly slipped over my hips.
I was literally spellbound.
My age hormone replacement therapy had taken over and decreased my muscle mass to a point that I (and BFF) loved the way my arms looked.
A huge part of my female puzzle instantly came together. All of the sudden the effect of my upper body skin (arms,chest and face) came together.
I thought or wanted to believe my skin was soft enough without the hormones for all of this to happen. BFF tossed in an added bonus I hadn't thought of when she mentioned my skin tone was nice.
The biggest plus (obviously) is in the wardrobe department.  I don't have to worry about sleeve length anymore.
What a beginning to 2012! What a relief it is not to rely on hormones to work unrealistic miracles.
The miracle will be wonderful changes the meds slowly bring!
Oh, by the way I experienced the "cold chill" women experience when we are dressed up and near a door on a cold winter evening. No they were not being wimps!!!!