Over the years, I have been a fan of certain fashion makeover shows. I believe the shows provide invaluable style advice to all transgender women- especially beginners. Normally our male based bodies have something in common with certain female bodies. An example would be a genetic woman who has broad shoulders and narrow hips.
The TLC network has a show that I have watched off and on for several years called What Not To Wear who is going to makeover a transsexual woman named Casey.
To my knowledge this could be the first time the show has featured a transgender or transsexual makeover. I have seen shows over the years makeover drag queens but lets say not your cross dresser down the street. I'm biased but most of us really could use a dose of fashion advice.
Here's the promo:
(This season) " Other contributors in need of drastic wardrobe overhauls include Simona - an overachieving scientist who needs to ditch her comfortable duds, Tristen - a New Yorker but self-proclaimed Jersey girl whose skimpy outfits are getting in the way of her finding a quality man and a promising career, and Casey - a transsexual who has been living as a woman for the past nine years, but has yet to find the wardrobe that reflects the confident, happy woman that she has become."
Here's your link.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
By the Numbers
I just happened on the number of posts here in Cyrsti's Condo over the years.
Similar to the increase in government expenditures recently, here are the stats:
June 2010-Dec 31st- 189 posts
Jan 2011-Dec 31st- 518 posts
Jan 2012-Dec 31st -867 posts
Only one thing to say : "Blah, Blah Blah!!!!"
Similar to the increase in government expenditures recently, here are the stats:
June 2010-Dec 31st- 189 posts
Jan 2011-Dec 31st- 518 posts
Jan 2012-Dec 31st -867 posts
Only one thing to say : "Blah, Blah Blah!!!!"
We've Got Mail!
Recently I ran a post called Skip the Makeup here in Cyrsti's Condo. It's Gina's blog and she was good enough to drop me a comment back. I mentioned the lack of any mention of Andrej Pejic in her mention of transgender models. Rightfully so, as Pejic has never outed himself as transgender. for whatever reason.
Here's more of Gina's comment!
Thanks Gina for the comment and bringing back some of the transgender models of the past!
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Horror Scope
Libra (September 23 - October 22)
Remember you like to get ahead of yourself a lot, thinking it's going to prepare you, but you forget that method doesn’t work for you. Slow it down, as this is when you're going to have to maneuver a bit more delicately to get what you want, as in step-by-step. Order exists for a reason in such matters, so respect it and practice it now.
Dammit! I never have been one to "slow it down a bit" or "maneuver a bit more delicately"!
Of course the term "Horror Scope" is my own and as always you can go to theFrisky for your own.
A Touch of Class!
We need all the "class" we can get here in Cyrsti's Condo. I don't want you thinking "Cyrsti has a lot of class, it's just all low!" Ha ha!Perhaps you have seen me reference my transgender friend Jessye from France. She has just embarked on a journey I started over a year ago. The road to HRT is opening for her! I could just feel her excitement in her recent e mails. Ironically, it was only a couple nights ago on New Years Eve I was thinking about her. During the French themed production we went to.
Of course, I wondered if Jessye inherited any of the "in bred" style French women are known for and out of the clear blue (cold-snowy) sky she sent me a few! So I will pin them up here in Cyrsti's Condo for all of us to enjoy! By the way, she certainly did inherit the French sense of style!Magic Carpet Ride!
Of course by now we have all made it into the year of the force 2013.
The "force was with me" last night most certainly! As my GF said "It was magical"...Thus the title.
Where to start! To begin with, she planned all of this. I'm not talented enough to be the "social director".
The evening actually started early in the afternoon as we made our way into downtown Cincinnati. By the way, she is one of the persons I credit with pushing me over the cliff and enabling me to move forward faster than I imagined in my transgender journey. So surprisingly, many of my ancient fears of being accepted by the public weren't really a factor this time. Her complete acceptance of who I truly am as a transgender woman does instill confidence.
Before we checked in at our hotel, we stopped at an excellent Jewish deli near the hotel for a fabulous Rueben sandwich and some sort of a potato cake. I knew the evening was getting off to a good start when I was referred to as Mam about three times. We ordered our food to go and headed over to the hotel and began a rather lengthy check in process. I'm an impatient person to start with so minutes turned into hours before we jumped into an elevator and headed up to our room on the 28th floor.
We relaxed for an hour, ate our food and started to get ready to head to a performance of the Cincinnati Pops Orchestra. I did my best to do some understated elegance mixed in with a touch of casual comfort. (Do I sound like a fashionista? Ha!) I wore a see through black beaded lose top over a black sleeveless tank top of sorts and black flowing pants-finished with a pair of fancy black flats for comfort and safety on a snowy New Years Eve. I added one of my thrift store purse finds (a very dressy black bag with hanging silver baubles all over it with a long silver chain I added) and a black silver buckled belt I know some of you are thinking "where the hell are the pictures?" If the truth be known neither of us are picture peeps so there aren't any.
The newest "first" of the evening was taking cabs where we were going. Never had tried it as a girl but let's say we seemingly got quick service.
The "Music Hall" in Cincinnati is a flat out beautiful structure with many flat out many beautiful women. My goal of course was just to blend and enjoy and all went very well. No secret glances or little smiles...nothing.
After the performance we headed down to the Ohio River "Banks" area and arrived almost exactly on time to claim our reservation at a big fun brew pub upscale restaurant. On the river. We stopped at the hostess stand and were greeted with "Good Evening Ladies" and were led to our table overlooking the river and the Roebling suspension bridge. Roebling actually designed it and went on to design the Brooklyn Bridge in NYC. The "L" word became the norm (Ladies) and it truly was music to my ears as was the entertaining live band as we counted the final minutes of 2012.
As luck would have it, big large soft snowflakes were falling along with the Ball in Times Square on the big screens. The snow was reflected by the lit up bridge and one of the big double decker paddle boats as it passed slowly by.
2013 was ushered in of course by champagne and sweet kisses at the table. (I briefly wondered what all the other celebrants thought) All too soon the evening began to end as all wonderful things do and we hailed another cab and headed back to the hotel. Seizing an attempt to extend the evening, we were able to squeeze into the hotel lounge for the final drink of the evening.
It was there I really felt the gender differences as two or three guys got into a drunken shoving match. It was close to closing time for them and the hotel security guard and a manager began to just clear the place anyhow. But he came by where we were sitting at the bar and smiled and said you ladies can go ahead and finish your drinks. In one five minute period I was able to separate myself from male behavior and get a bit of preferential treatment for being a girl.
Then, the night was over and we headed up to our room and I was on a positive "Cloud Nine" buzz. Somewhere above even the 28th floor.
Such a night! As I step back into reality off my cloud, I'm going to attempt to figure out all the nuances of the evening and pass it along in another post.
Until then...I love my little cloud!
The "force was with me" last night most certainly! As my GF said "It was magical"...Thus the title.
Where to start! To begin with, she planned all of this. I'm not talented enough to be the "social director".
The evening actually started early in the afternoon as we made our way into downtown Cincinnati. By the way, she is one of the persons I credit with pushing me over the cliff and enabling me to move forward faster than I imagined in my transgender journey. So surprisingly, many of my ancient fears of being accepted by the public weren't really a factor this time. Her complete acceptance of who I truly am as a transgender woman does instill confidence.
Before we checked in at our hotel, we stopped at an excellent Jewish deli near the hotel for a fabulous Rueben sandwich and some sort of a potato cake. I knew the evening was getting off to a good start when I was referred to as Mam about three times. We ordered our food to go and headed over to the hotel and began a rather lengthy check in process. I'm an impatient person to start with so minutes turned into hours before we jumped into an elevator and headed up to our room on the 28th floor.
We relaxed for an hour, ate our food and started to get ready to head to a performance of the Cincinnati Pops Orchestra. I did my best to do some understated elegance mixed in with a touch of casual comfort. (Do I sound like a fashionista? Ha!) I wore a see through black beaded lose top over a black sleeveless tank top of sorts and black flowing pants-finished with a pair of fancy black flats for comfort and safety on a snowy New Years Eve. I added one of my thrift store purse finds (a very dressy black bag with hanging silver baubles all over it with a long silver chain I added) and a black silver buckled belt I know some of you are thinking "where the hell are the pictures?" If the truth be known neither of us are picture peeps so there aren't any.
The newest "first" of the evening was taking cabs where we were going. Never had tried it as a girl but let's say we seemingly got quick service.
The "Music Hall" in Cincinnati is a flat out beautiful structure with many flat out many beautiful women. My goal of course was just to blend and enjoy and all went very well. No secret glances or little smiles...nothing.
After the performance we headed down to the Ohio River "Banks" area and arrived almost exactly on time to claim our reservation at a big fun brew pub upscale restaurant. On the river. We stopped at the hostess stand and were greeted with "Good Evening Ladies" and were led to our table overlooking the river and the Roebling suspension bridge. Roebling actually designed it and went on to design the Brooklyn Bridge in NYC. The "L" word became the norm (Ladies) and it truly was music to my ears as was the entertaining live band as we counted the final minutes of 2012.
As luck would have it, big large soft snowflakes were falling along with the Ball in Times Square on the big screens. The snow was reflected by the lit up bridge and one of the big double decker paddle boats as it passed slowly by.
2013 was ushered in of course by champagne and sweet kisses at the table. (I briefly wondered what all the other celebrants thought) All too soon the evening began to end as all wonderful things do and we hailed another cab and headed back to the hotel. Seizing an attempt to extend the evening, we were able to squeeze into the hotel lounge for the final drink of the evening.
It was there I really felt the gender differences as two or three guys got into a drunken shoving match. It was close to closing time for them and the hotel security guard and a manager began to just clear the place anyhow. But he came by where we were sitting at the bar and smiled and said you ladies can go ahead and finish your drinks. In one five minute period I was able to separate myself from male behavior and get a bit of preferential treatment for being a girl.
Then, the night was over and we headed up to our room and I was on a positive "Cloud Nine" buzz. Somewhere above even the 28th floor.
Such a night! As I step back into reality off my cloud, I'm going to attempt to figure out all the nuances of the evening and pass it along in another post.
Until then...I love my little cloud!
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Female Impersonator History
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(left) The first Miss Gay America Pageant - Center-Charlie Brown, First Runner Up.Miss Gay America 1971- Norma Kristie (All photos from the private collection of Jerry Peek)
From the Out and About Magazine:
"All across the country people are discovering the art of female impersonation, and drag shows are doing big business in most major US cities and many smaller towns. RuPaul’s Drag Race has brought attention to the art form to the masses, and drag is appealing to a wider variety of audiences than it has in years".
"The Miss Gay America pageant is unique in that all contestants must be biologically male. No transgender performers, and no drag artists taking female hormone therapies or having undergone cosmetic surgeries below the neck are allowed to compete. Long-time pageant owner Norman Jones is acknowledged as the force behind the success of MGA, owned since 2005 by Larry Tyger and Terry Eason, but without its creator, Nashville native Jerry Peek, the respected competition would not exist today."
For more of this drag history piece go here.
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