Mirror, Mirror on the wall...

Please tell me I'm the fairest of them all!
On occasion, the mirror does tell me that. Then again, the mirror has been known to fib!
I have always had a struggle with that mean old mirror.
It told more than a thousand times I was beautiful only to be stared and laughed at in the first public venue I visited.
More than once the mirror said "you are plain and unattractive" and I never had a problem.
Before you want to jump to conclusions concerning the mirror's judgment, let me reassure you I passed through "transgendered puberty" years ago. I don't frequent malls and such in a micro mini and 5" heels.
Luckily, before I tossed the mirror into the trash heap , we called a compromise.
I told the mirror what I wanted to achieve and we have been working together to be successful.
My ideal was to be a 40ish, big and curvy girl. (My age and size made that a reality! lol) 45 and 5'10".
I wanted to be the woman who was upscale casual.  My love affair with skirts and dresses went away years ago. My image was to be shapely jeans and boots in the winter and flats or flip flops in the summer. (although I do have some "peek a boo" pumps and 3" wedgies that make occasional appearances).
Makeup was allowed to be heavier but always done well and not trashy.
Finally, my long wavy hair  worked well with my size.
Now, when the mirror approves and says GO , I  flip the switch to maximize my walk and movements. I don't hurry to a seat. I take my time and I'm in heaven!
Yes, the mistrusted mirror did aid my current female incarnation.  It helped me to be the friendly, attractive and slightly exotic woman at the pub. (Most of the time)
When the image just doesn't work, then it's time to consult the mirror and go back to the drawing board.
But,as fewer changes are needed, that mean old mirror becomes just a tool again.Not a critic.
Just in time! Don't need another 7 years of bad luck!

I wish I was a good enough writer to capture the transistion feeling!

If Women are from Venus and Men are from Mars...

Where are transgender folks from?
Perhaps we are the "earthlings"?
Think of the possibilities and the challenges.
No matter if you put a dress on once a week or you've fully transitioned, we earthlings are a unique tribe.
We suffer the same problems as Venus and Mars, and quarrel about them in similar ways. After all, the gravitational pulls of the other two
planets tug on us daily.

We are uniquely flamboyant or conservative in our dress and mannerisms as we struggle on our planet.
The problem with our planet is that we have opened "Pandora's Box" and we can't close it. All the different glittering gifts in the box fascinate! Those gifts send us down different paths we don't understand our self.

Imagine what that must be like for the inhabitants of the other two planets? From downright hatred and violence to curiosity and
acceptance-we get it all!
What's an "earthling" to do?
We hash and rehash our lives here to each other. In many cases we are all we have to communicate the pain and the joy of our planet.
All of this it's helps us to become stronger.

We need to believe in our tribe and embrace it's diversity! We have lived in the other two camps. If in the smallest way you can use that knowledge, you are one of God's chosen creatures. What ever God you believe in.
Communicating with the two other genders is a rare gift. Learning it and using it is the challenge. Accepting the challenge and being successful will make our planet a much better place to live!!!!

Going the Way of the Dinosaur?

Admittedly, in my formative years a pair of pantie hose was as close to heaven as I could get.
Like so many others, I ruined my Mom's on regular occasions.
As I became mobile with my own finances, clothes and hose became easier to obtain.  Seemingly every discount and convenience store had the rack of "Leggs' Egg's".
The more I progressed in the "girl" mode the less impact pantie hose had at all.  In fact these days, women where I live don't wear them at all unless they are 65 or older.
I knew that. I'm "bare legged" in my summer fashion to the greatest extent possible.
Recently, an "admirer" expressed interest in seeing me in "hose and heels."
Not desiring to let him down, I went shopping for a pair of nude pantie hose. Hoping for the best of both worlds.
I needed to make my legs look better, make him happy and still have the bare legged look.
I figured I would go to Wally's World (W-Mart).
They have always had a great selection of hosiery.
WRONG! I'm not exaggerating, the store had only 50 pairs to chose from..
It's summer I know, but come on!
Sadly, another part of my youth has passed me by. No muscle cars with the hot red head slowly crossing those nylon legs!
Well, it's not totally gone. I did buy a pair and loved the experience  last night in my denim skirt! It did feel great to welcome an old friend back to the wardrobe.

I really liked the 4 in heels on one of the girls...i washed hands they never gave me a 2nd look!

Very hot got a few looks on arrival. Interestingly, none in last trip to rest room.

New look tonight. Back to straight black hair and denim mini. So far so good!

If Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus where am I from?

Japan's Crossdressing Fashion Walk!