Yet Another Transgendered Before and After

As I settle into my new found retirement life, I have a few goals.
One of which is taking a look at about 10 zillion unread emails. I'm just getting started but I did find one "before and after" picture set from early last summer.
The story is similar, Colin lived a very masculine life-but couldn't stand the lie anymore and became "Chloe".
The transition was anything but easy for the transgendered Colin.
She said,
"It was extremely difficult to make the transition at
first. I didn't look like a woman, for a start. I had short wiry hair
and was very muscular -I'd been called a man mountain by colleagues
for years."

'However as time went on, my skin texture changed, my muscles depleted
and, luckily, my dress sense improved.

Colin

Chloe at 60

Pro Transgendered Woman

I've always wondered how it would be to feel the pain of being a successful pro athlete and transgendered too.
I have felt a major pro athlete coming out as transgender is just a matter of time, Of course the major impact would come from an NFL  player.
In the meantime, This story from the UK probably only begins to cover the subject. From the "Daily Mail":

A 7ft tall butch basketball star is undergoing a sex change - and will become the world's tallest transsexual.
Lofty American Greg Walker, now 25, grew up sports-mad with beautiful cheerleaders on his arm, but said he 'always felt different'.

Greg before

Her size is one thing but the whip is another!

Transgender Entertainer Showing her "Pride"

Trans singer and DJ Chrisie Edkins is offering to play any pride event in the world in 2012 for free. If organizers can provide accommodation and transportation, she says she would like to promote the LGBT community around the world at any pride event possible.

Transgendered Tampon Ad?

The world’s transgender community are up in arms today over an ad for
feminine hygiene products circulating in New Zealand and Australia,
described as sexist, transphobic and hurtful.

You decide!

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!!!!

Cyrsti's Things-Chasing My Tail!

I have received and have in my possession my first 30 day supply of estrogen and testosterone blockers.
I have them mailed to my daughters for security reasons, my mail slot at home is not big enough for the post office person to safely deliver them.
Once I got home with my precious cargo, I paused to reflect on how long it took me to get here. Then I thought how far I have to go. Sure it's a long trip, but never boring!
I have mentioned so many times (you are certainly tired of hearing of it) my guy job is done!
Whatever impact the meds may have on me, the fact still remains the strongest tie to my male existence is GONE. 
The nice part is I have some time to sit back and take a look at possible directions to take. Of course I will keep you posted!
In the midst of all of this, an amazing event is occurring - the end of 2011. How did that happen? I know I've been frustrated all week long with a intense final week of work and not being 100% for a couple days due to a lingering sever cold.
Luckily I was able to find a very sharp outfit for a very hot New Year's Eve date; and
of course I have tried to come up with "incredible" year end blog posts.
All this week has proven is that I should not wish time away. All the wishing, planning and hoping for the final work days and my introduction to hormones has done nothing. Well, not quite "nothing". I'm finishing a frenetic week that I essentially missed out on life.
Hopefully, life will be near and dear to me and I will have a chance to recover my lost week.
In the meantime it's looking as if we will be very close to our first 150,000 hits here on the blog by years end. I certainly don't want to overlook this chance to thank each and everyone of you!

 

Should I Fell Guilty?

 I've seen a couple of stories floating around about the transgender woman who literally beat up a man on a NYC subway for calling her a man.
I'm not one to be drawn to graphic violence of any type, but I have to tell you I did try to watch this video.
Ironically YouTube had removed the video for "shocking and disgusting" content.
Immediately I wondered if the video of the transgender teen who was beaten in a McDonald's was on YouTube why wasn't this? More discrimination?
At any rate, as much as I have wanted to turn on someone in my past for their ignorant, insensitive behavior it would somehow be counter productive to do it. It's just not me.
So it would have been a guilty pleasure to watch a transgendered sister pull a can of whup ass out of her purse and thump an insensitive bastard.
Personally I will stick to words!