I’ve now told my most of my friends about being transgender and, with the odd exception, it’s all gone swimmingly. People, male and female, have been completely accepting and really suportive – I have amazing friends. But telling family? That’s a different story…
Archives for February 2017
I can see you…
Well, this is interesting. Since posting my Transgender TERF war! post on Friday, things have got a little crazy with this silly little blog of mine.
Transgender TERF war!
Lunchtime, and I was meeting up with Katie, a friend I’ve known for the past five years. Time to tell her about my trans side. She’s super-socialist, fabulously feminist and very opinionated. What could possibly go wrong?!
Question Time faux pas and ballet grand pas
Well, what an eventful 24 hours it’s been – a #bbcqt faux pas on Twitter, my best ballet lesson for months (if not ever) and coming out to someone who not only knows what a TERF is but has certain sympathies with them.
Ahead of the curve – fashion tips for trans girls
Whether you’re a once-a-month crossdresser or a bona-fide transwoman, we all love dressing in a feminine manner. But the ravages of testosterone mean our bodies aren’t as curvy as those of our cisgender sisters – and that means women’s clothes don’t hang so well from male frames. Fortunately, help is at hand. [Read more…]
Coming into the closet…
… or WARDROBE as we say in the good old UK. Closet indeed. So, the other day, during probably the crappiest period of my life, I said the only way is up – and now I’m on the rise. I’ve spent the entire day sorting out my clothes. And there aren’t many male ones left. [Read more…]
At rock bottom
I know I sound like I’m constantly whinging about how unhappy I am of late – and I’m sorry to my lovely band of readers for that. But I do find it cathartic to write things down and, hey, the only way is up now, right? [Read more…]
Have a good time all the time
I have no idea what this post is going to be about. It could be beautiful, it could be fucking awful. I’m pissed! [Read more…]
The killing of Georgie
Rod Stewart song title – seems appropriate as Georgie’s a big fan – she never did have any taste in music. So it’s all over now – not a shred of hope left anymore, counselling tried and failed. I’ve lost my partner and my best friend – and all because I’m transgender. [Read more…]
Ballet buns for budding ballerinas
One of the best things about this whole trans journey is the fact that I discover amazing things along the way. In this case, I want to write about ballet buns for budding ballerinas (try saying that after a few beers, bourbons or Babychams) who just happen to be transgender. [Read more…]