Creature Comforts

Recently, "CD Janie's" blog( which I have a posted a link to) featured an outstanding post on passing as a female.
Ironically her ideas sort of fit in with my "thousand eyes" post. My assumption is that both of us fit into the same category. We enjoy moving about society.  As we do, our contact possibilities are endless.
Her comment "I rather come off as attractive than authentic" was a classic.
I thought of the very plain woman  I referred to in the "thousand eyes" and concluded I rather do the clothes, makeup and hair. Not her jeans loose top and tennis shoes.. If I did a look like her, chances are the public would notice me less.
No fun!  I would miss the thrill of my hair blowing on my bare back and shoulders. I would miss the soft strokes of the makeup brush on my face and the challenge of just getting my eye makeup on just right.  Of course I would miss the feel of the softer clothes and fun shoes, bags, and even sunglasses. When I misjudge a small space and my soft breast forms accidentally brush against something I want to feel that! Sorry there are a lot of "I's" here but it's all about the eyes on me.
If I come off as attractive until someone takes a closer-so be it!  Hopefully they will think if that person is not really a female then she looks pretty good!
Although problems do and probably always will pop up for a transgender girl, the fun outweighs the problems.
I'm with "Janie". I want to be an exotic creature. A different brand of cat!

Three guys and a game?

                                                                                 According to the "Kotaku" Website, Kayo Satou , One of Japan's best looking "Street Fighter IV" players has   announced she is a he.
Now I can't even begin to tell you what any of that means except it is no surprise than no one knew the truth about the star's true gender!

The Night Has a Thousand Eyes!

Or does it?
Monday's night out was as different as Sunday's was uneventful.
Sunday, I did get a late invite to a jewelry party I couldn't attend due to financial reasons! But the rest of the evening was totally uneventful.
The Monday negative was more humorous than anything. A transphobic security guard who patrols a neighborhood(where I go to a local tavern) and I met up at the door at the same time.  He paused slightly as if to open it for me then shot through and held it for me. It hurt him!
Now, there is a  good uneventful and a bad one.  A bad one is when there is no body out. No possible interactions. A good one is last night when no one gave me a second look in a place where I've had problems presenting in the past. The only person who did was a very plain lady eating by herself across the bar at a table. I could only wonder what she thought of me. She of the short straight mousy brown hair with no make up.  Me with the red curls all over the place. Certainly it was "bitch" or "guy".  She didn't pay me anymore attention so I assume it was "bitch". Plus she didn't follow me to the ladies room for a chat.
Like most females I like to be noticed for my appearance.  The problem is reading admiring glances or the alternative.
If I could only read minds for a couple of chosen hours a week!

Is it Kyra?

Did Kyra Sedgwick really accept her Emmy...or was it a stand in drag queen?

A Picture Tells...

A thousand words? Or is the image a look into your soul?
Can't answer either.
I have noticed many pix of transgendered people do show a profound happiness or sadness.  Normally, there is no in between.
When I post a new picture on my flickr photo 
site I get several comments and connections.  I wonder what you really see or even what I really see.
Sometimes I wonder who is that? Other times I see the real me. I see the other person who resides in my soul. I see a woman who looks amazingly like my Mom. I see attractive or I see male.
Recently, I've had questions asking if all the pictures were of me.
I can understand the confusion. I've been a blond, redhead and brunette. Why? The girl inside has not decided who she is totally. But-
Does the hair color really matter or is it a fun girl thing?

At the end of the day, the picture is only an image. If the day is clear maybe you just might get a look into your soul.
I did.

My Career in Washington!

I won't tell you how many years ago this occurred . Only that I had a decidedly better figure!
It was "back in the day" when a Halloween party was a rare coming out event.
I believe as a transgendered person you can only do one party with the same people before they start to gossip. If you care.
I got an invite to a classic party in an old Victorian mansion in one of the town's historic districts. At the door was an antique coffin with a very real skeleton observing the guests.
My first wife (who figured that some day I was going to take off and be a girl full time) didn't much care I was going to the party with a female co-worker-dressed like a complete tramp. Halloween is a great time for genetic and TG females to strut their stuff. (Who do they think they are kidding?)
Shaved legs, heels, micro mini dress and long blond hair pretty much described my outfit.
When we arrived, I pretty much didn't say much and I found that a lot of the guests didn't really know  I wasn't as I appeared to be. I was in heaven!
Later in the evening, a couple did approach me to tell me how good I looked and didn't know the truth initially and did I want to go with them to another party?
Reluctantly I had to turn them down. My ride was with my co-worker and I thought it would be rude to do that to her.
The couple left and I asked the hosts who they were.
It turns out he was a very new politician who was running for a state representative seat. As the years went by, he went to Washington and became a very powerful congressman.
I've often wondered how deep the attraction was that night and did I destroy my chance for a job in the capital or even a "tell all" book?
Let's see: "Monica and Cyrsti" A Life Under The Desk! lol

Look Honey!

Our little boy is all grown up now!

High school male beauty pageant.

"Transdar" are You on the Screen?

If you've ever heard of "gaydar" (intuitively feeling someone is gay), "transdar" is the same. Forget flamboyant males and ultra masculine women. (Nothing wrong with either) Transdar occurs when you see a person that almost looks 100 % female-but is not quite.
I've been in line at stores dressed as either gender when I've seen girls that just weren't.  That's fine. That's me sometimes. I was shopping one day with my wife as a guy and happened to come across a very petite well dressed middle aged women in the dress section.  I really did not give her a second thought until the attractive face shot me a very male "leave me alone" glance. Wow, did she ever realize how much she ruined it?
Here is a better example.
One night I was watching a game in a neighborhood bar I used to frequent. Again I was dressed as a guy.
Two guys and an attractive large blond came in. They only stood out to me initially because I had never seen them in there before.
After a while, I began to notice the blond. Attractive with a low cut top showing a lot of cleavage. Every time she turned her face  a certain angle, it said male.
I then proceeded to look for the obvious. Adam's Apple not evident but neither is mine. Voice a little deeper but not a giveaway.
I even asked the bartender if she had ever seen her before and even asked if she thought she was really a girl?
She said yes and no she had never seen her before.
Should have asked if she thought the blond had started life as a girl. That question would have been way too difficult!
I will truly never know if my "transdar" was working correctly that night or not. I believe it was and I was just observing a pre or even post op girl with her own breasts.
Some folks are just going to have a "transdar" function built in. Maybe they have a friend or a family member who is transgendered.
How do you beat "transdar"? Confidence girls. Dress, carry and act like the girl of your dreams and you just might become her.