Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Skinny Jeans & Cheetah Heels

Shoes - Kelly and Katie - Similar

This was a funny evening outfit for me.  We had a really full weekend with all sorts of things to get done, but I wanted to go out to dinner.  I spent the morning working furiously on all of my various jobs around the house and decided to get ready around two in the afternoon.  After I got out of the shower I asked Jules what she was thinking about wearing, she said a dress, and asked me what I was wearing.  This is the funny part, normally it is me in a dress and Jules in jeans, but this time I told Jules that I wanted to wear jeans.  Funny.  Hmm... well okay, maybe it does not come across as funny online as it was to me in real life.  Ha!

Anywho.... Jules asked what was up with me wanting to wear jeans.  I told her that it had to do with where we were going to go for dinner, Cattlemens.  It is a local steakhouse and I had gotten a coupon to use during this month as it is my birthday month.  Cattlemens happens to be kind of a down-home restaurant with good ole boys hanging out at the bar in their jeans, cowboy boots, and spurs on.  Well maybe not the spurs, but it is kind of western populated place.  Thus I thought that jeans would be much more appropriate to the venue.  Jules thought about it, and it was jeans for the both of us!

Off we went to Cattlemens.  While there, and stuffing ourselves silly with the endless salad and bread basket, in addition to our sumptuous steak and filling potatoes, I decided that they should change the name of the restaurant to "stuff-yourselves."  We eventually rolled ourselves out, went home and vegged out on the couch watching stupid TV for the rest of the night as we slowly digested our mega meal!

Love you!

Love yourself!

Love eating beef!

Friday, October 14, 2016

Black & White Tunic

Belt - ???? - Similar
Shoes - Flojo - Similar

I can never remember who makes the belt that I own!!  I always feel bad when I take these photos and I can name the manufacturer of everything that I am wearing except for my belts!  It is a bit funny.  I used to be an obsessive tag remover, but for the last few years I have stopped.  I have this vague notion that maybe when I tire of the clothes that I have, maybe I will go to a 2nd hand store and try and resell them.  But, if they have no tags, then they generally aren't interested.  With belts though, there are no tags to remove.  Once I clip the price tag off, the manufacturers name goes with it.  Hmm.... maybe this should be a shout-out to belt makers, put your name on them in some hidden, non-removable way!  Ha!  Maybe I'm just bonkers!

I wore this outfit while Jules and I went and got our nails done before heading off to Sparkle this past weekend.  Yeah, I am terribly behind on my outfit posts.  I'll tell ya, I am just so darn overwhelmed lately I can barely keep up with everything that I actually want to get done.  I know, I frequently complain here about a vast lack of time, but it is SO true!!  I suppose I just keep myself super busy to ward off the evil voices in my head, and a second, HA!!

Anywho.... Have I mentioned to you before how nice it is to wear blue jeans to get my toes done?  No?  Well, I love it.  Why?  Well often when I get my toes done I wear a skirt.  Then they very politely, and appropriately give me a little towel to wear over my knees.  It works, but it isn't very comfortable.  But a nice pair of stretchy jeans that I can just pull up, ahh, super comfortable.  It wouldn't seem like it, but it is.  Well to me at least, and a third, HA!

Okay.  That is about it for this lovely Friday folks!  This weekend, I need to go fit in, fixing up my duck decoys, shooting practice, continuing to remodel my kitchen, hopefully dress up nice and cute and go out for a steak dinner, oh and work on all of my other side projects, oh and clean my garage, oh and re-stuff insulation into my ceiling.......... oh and yeah I've got to finish my article for Already Pretty....... aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh............... I think I'm going to POP!!!

Love you!

Love yourself!

Stay Busy!!  

Monday, October 10, 2016

Dancing Queens!

Jules and I dressed and ready to go attend our first Sparkle event.  If you don't know, Sparkle is a TG ball put on by the River City Gems of Sacramento.  I was a little bit unsure of how the evening was going to go.  Generally speaking, while I have nothing against TG events, I do not attend them.  I am more of an everyday transgender person.  Meaning, I tend to get dressed up and go to everyday places, like the movies, a museum, shopping, Costco, etc.

Oftentimes, from what I have heard, TG events attract folk who don't get everyday opportunities to dress however they would like.  So... hanging out in a hotel conference room, void of windows, with a bunch of people I don't really know, is not always something that piques my interest.  But this year, a friend contacted me and asked if Jules and I would go.  I checked the calendar, and being as it was open, Jules and I decided to be adventurous and head on up to Sacramento for the weekend.

So.... how was it???  It was fine.  Pretty much what I had pictured.  But.... I had a great time.  The venue was okay.  The food was okay.  The entertainment, a comedian, was okay.  But the people were great!  Now, if I had not known anybody prior to going, it might have been a bit different.  As it was, I sat a table where I knew most of the people already, and there were several others I knew at other tables as well.  Due to my continued participation at crossdressers.com I had interacted with several people there and finally got to meet them in person, which was super nice!

But the best part of the evening was due to my fabulous wife and her dancing queen spirit!!  Prior to the event, earlier in the day, she and I had a good talk about my VAST insecurities with dancing.  What I kind of discovered is that I have always felt insecure in my dancing as I have always wanted to emulate the females I was watching.  But in doing so I was always looked at as weird, because you know guys don't dance that way!  Anywho... Jules and I went into the hotel room, turned on Dancing Queen and I figured out how to dance a bit more!  Now it didn't turn me into Paula Abdul or anything, but I became a bit more relaxed

Thus during the evening, after the comedian, when the DJ began spinning tunes, I went and changed into the above outfit; people were jelous of my smart choice of dancing shoes!  Jules and I then went back down to the venue and began to boogie our little butts off.  Wow, my wife certainly can dance.  Me, I danced.  I felt FAR more comfortable than I ever have dancing in the past, and I know that a large part of that was because I was finally able to dance while dressed as a girl.  Wow!  It was a quite a bit more freeing than in the past.  I actually really enjoyed myself!  Jules and I rocked that dance floor!  Our enthusiasm also pulled several of our friends out to the floor to get their groove on!

Dancing, that was bar far the best part of the evening.  Well, besides getting to hang out with my friends!

The evening wound down and a few of us went to the hotel bar and hung out for a bit, talking for a little while longer, before returning to our rooms.

Would I go again, um... yeah!

Love you!

Love yourselves!

Love Dancing!!

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Sparkle Ball

This weekend I will be embarking upon a new adventure for me!  Exciting! Right?  What is this new adventure?  I will be attending my first ever transgender event.  This will be the Sparkle Ball for the River City Gems based in Sacramento.  And I am quite interested in seeing what all of the hub-bub is about.

I am sure that it will be pretty much as I envisioned, possibly not my sort of affair, but still I am interested to go check it out.  I have a friend up near San Francisco who contacted me and asked me if my wife and I would be attending this year.  I checked the calendar and loe and behold, it was free for the weekend and so I went and asked Jules what she thought.

Her first question was, 'do we get to buy new pretty dresses?' Umm... of course!  Of course we get to go buy new pretty dresses!  How can you go to a ball without buying new dresses?  Well, my friend, Jennifer advised me that I should check into Rent the Runway as a good option for not having to buy a dress, but still being able to wear something gorgeous.  I did go check out the options available, but after checking the prices, and the dresses available, Jules and I went and hit the outlet mall.  Of course I found something super inexpensive and ball-gown-esque!  Thus, no renting the runway this time! But thanks for the suggestion Jen!

So.... anywho.... off to the ball Jules and I will go this weekend.  If any of you who read this glorious blog of mine are attending, please come up and say hi!  I'd love to meet any of my readers!

Hope to see you there!

Love you!

Love yourselves!

Love ball gowns!!

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Monday, October 3, 2016

Scary Purple Lips

Skirt - Guess - Similar

Okay, so maybe it is not too scary, but the purple lipstick is a huge change from what I normally wear.  I received a bunch of free lipstick samples from Urban Decay and they were just sitting in my makeup case, languishing in their unused state.  Thus I started cracking them open and trying them out.  I mean, why not, right?  This purple happened to be one of the more out there colors.

I suppose that from a distance it really does not look at that scary, but up close, it sure is a super shocker.  Especially if you are just like me, and tend to get stuck wearing the same color lips over and over and over and over!  Seriously, I tend to get a new color lipstick and I just stick with it.  Maybe it is kind of boring, maybe, it is kind of safe, maybe I should branch out more?  I dunno!

I think in the above picture you can see the scariness factor a bit better than in the other shots.  Maybe it's a bit scary?  Am I just being a bit over dramatic?  Possibly!

Okay, that's it for today!

Love you!

Love yourself!

Love purple, but just not maybe on my lips!  Well, maybe!

Friday, September 30, 2016

Come On Gynecomastia!

So I visited my urologist yesterday for my final check in after my previous appointment.  He had taken a biopsy of my bladder, just to make sure that there was nothing wrong and I had to go back in and see if anything was actually wrong.  As it turned out, nothing was wrong!  Yay!

My only issue is that I am having some complications from a prostate that is enlarged for my age.  Yay!  Fun!  Okay, maybe not so much.  That was what actually prompted all of my wondrous tests that I had to go through.

The point of this post - my doctor told me that he was going to prescribe me a drug to help decrease the size of my prostate, but that this drug has a well known side effect.  Now, I've done a fair amount of research into the side effects of various drugs, and I am well aware that a potential side effect of some prostate drugs is gynecomastia.  So, there I am, sitting in my doctors office, with him explaining this drug to me, and what am I doing, hoping that he is going to tell me that the potential side effect I may experience is growing boobs!

Talk about knowing that you are transgender, I'm hoping for a side effect that most men would absolutely hate.  Funny!

As it turned out, that was NOT the side effect my doctor discussed with me.  I mean, really, could you imagine, telling men that you could solve your prostate issue, but you'd have boobs?  Yeah, I think that would be a total deal breaker for most men.  Well, unless of course, you're a transgender male wanting boobs for you very own.

Hmm..... boobs of your very boobs.

I like the sound of that.

Love you!

Love boobs!

Monday, September 19, 2016

Sometimes Being Out Is a Responsibility I Don't Want

Is it easy to be out or in the closet?  I think this is something that many of us part timers ponder.  I mean if you are facing certain transition, then the question is moot.  You're not going to transition to the other gender entirely and spend your time sitting in a closet all by yourself.  Life couldn't possibly get done that way.

For those who are just an occasional cross dresser, then again, I think the question is easily enough answered, you can stay in the closet, and who is to be any the wiser?  I mean many cross dressers simply throw on a few bits of girliness, have a few kicks while sitting in the privacy of their own home, and why should they tell anyone and everyone, that they enjoy that?  Many crossdressers will state that life is far easier without anybody knowing, even if that includes their own spouse.  Who am I to say that is wrong of them to do?  Nobody.  I am nobody to say that their choice to remain hidden is wrong.

But now me, how about me and how I choose to live my life?  I don't see myself as your average ordinary crossdresser, in fact I think of myself less and less as a crossdresser as time passses.  What do I think of myself as?  Transgender probably best, and easily, sums it up.  But, do not mistake me, I have no intentions of transition to the other gender.  I may continue slowly meandering towards more of middle path, but that is not the point of this post.

The point of this post is the reality of being transgender, and being out.  By being out, what I mean, is that I live my life, all of it, my personal life, my family life, my friend life, my work life, LIFE!!! as an openly transgender person.  I do not always state it.  I don't carry around a large blinking neon sign, proudly claiming my TRANSGENDER status.  But I do me, openly, and freely, for anyone looking, for anyone that cares to see, and to anyone who cares to ask.

Recently at work, a coworker made me pretty uncomfortable.  He has commented before about the things I choose to wear, like my painted nails, my iPad case, my choice in clothing, specifically socks and shoes.  It has all been fairly innocent and friendly.  But recently, it crossed the line.  He came into a common worker area and stated quite loudly, "hey man, you and your choice of shoes and socks, just throws me."  Or something to that effect, after which he began laughing quite loudly and walked up to another staff member, shoved him in the shoulder and said "hey man, did you get a load of this guy's socks and shoes, and mean really."  And continued to laugh and encourage the other staff member to do so as well.  The other guy sort of looked at the first guy as though he was crazy.

So..... while I choose to not be open about the profession I am in, I will say, it is a HIGHLY protected one.  One where we are mandated to have training on harassment.  And the guy who was harassing me, guess what one of his roles is?  Union representative.  Uh yeah, so that just happened.

Which of course led to me sitting in the Human Resources Director's office today discussing that I consider myself to be transgender, and relaying what this colleague did.  He informed me that it would be handled appropriately and that it should not ever happen and that if it continues to, that further disciplinary action will result.  I thanked him for his time and left.

But afterwards, I felt down about it.  I suppose I felt down because there are times when I don't want this responsibility.  What I really want is to be able to do my job and live my life without the fear of ridicule from others.  Which is exactly why I HAD to go to HR and report the situation.  I HAD to go and tell them, openly, and frankly, that I am transgender, and YES this coworker made me feel uncomfortable and it is beginning  to be closer to border on harassment.


I wish people could understand others better.  I knew I had to go to HR, I didn't want to.  But I HAD to.  I know that I am strong enough to do it, even though I didn't want to.  But I knew I HAD to, for all of you out there who are not strong enough.  For all of you who want to be out of the closet but are afraid because of the potential of ridicule.

But sometimes it is a responsibility that I don't want.

What is that Spider Man line?  With great power come great responsibility.  Geesh, I don't even have mediocre power let alone great power.  But still, I've got the responsibility.

As of late, I have had some TS people kind of dismissing me because I suppose I am not trans enough.  Hmmm..... trans enough yet people?

Love you!

Love and hate responsibility.