Monday, February 20, 2006

Smart Chick Non-Gay Man


I love blogging.I haven't been dressed as a girl for ages and today I had this burning desire. I can't take the risk of wearing a skirt at home during the day because I get unexpected callers who can see me sat at my window hunched over my PC.So I have to do with slacks, tights, undies and some jewelry and usually a t shirt. Not ideal but what is a secret tgirl to do? ( During the day at lest I mean)
I'm so used to wearing heels now that I want higher heels and more strappy shoes.

Still, the most important thing is that I can feel like a girl and think like a girl and enjoy girlie things. This is so much nicer when you have blogging friends out there. I haven't actually got a Tgirl friend that I meet up with but I have made contact with lots of lovely Tgirls and Tboys over the internet. If it weren't for them I'd be the only trannie in the UK , let alone the village.

That's one thing we Tgirls have in common: we love to talk. About people , emotions ,clothes , shopping and that sort of thing .That is definitely a feminine trait. Blokes talk about cameras, cars ,things that move or that have electronic or mechanical parts.Not about feelings or people.

But if you listen carefully, blokes will talk about people who are in team games, rock bands or in tougie-kill-em-spit-on them type films. Have you ever heard blokes saying "Ooh that was a beautiful shot, his body movement was sublime" sort of thingie?
That's OK because they can't be accused of being gay as long as it is in a sporting contex. Oh I just wished they would loosen up...

Dam!! someone arriving.Here comes the coalman, off comes my pearl bracelet, off comes my heels and on come my slippers. I feel like supergirl in reverse. Must remember not to smile at him, he might think I'm gay or he might think I think he is gay. Good job I decided not to put on the lip gloss.
Phew!! He's gone now. What do you say to a coalman as casual blokey conversation ?
I didn't say that did I ? Yep. I did. " Wow! You've a strong back!" What a lame thing to say.Now he definitely thinks I'm gay.

Anyway, where was I ? Something to do with kryptonite ? Oh yeah , Lady- Non Gay Man, spinning around furiously to turn from a casual but smart chick to non- accessorised low-heeled bloke.Perhaps I should give myself a name for that. Smartchick-to-Non-Gay Man?

What a relief to get my pearl bracelet and my heels on. That's so much better sweetie. And I meant that in a girlie-but- Non-Gay Man sort of way, if you know what I mean.
x

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi. been meaning to read your blog since that time you left me a comment on mine asking if I new any blind jokes. hope you liked the link I sent you.
Totally agree on what you said about regular blokes. it's just so nicer thinking and feeling like a girl than being a bloke.
I'm also a secret tgirl. I have to be in this house. I'm going to tx in april so I will finally meet all my tgirl internet friends! yay! and finally after all these years go girly shopping and dress en femme! double yay!
If I even did such a small thing like get both my ears pierced, my parents wil play hell. and that's not what I want as i'm still living with them. so I will have to do this tx trip carefully.

Liz said...

LOL Nina!!!

Oy!

As far as what guys and gals talk about, I think there should be a distinction: There are girls that talk about electronic things, and guys that people watch and discuss quietly the fashion being displayed. Sure, there is a difference, though I think it has more to do with how expressive women are, by comparison to men.

Let's face it: I am a 32 year old tgirl who knows some computer programming, referees ice hockey and can play guitar. I also happen to pay quite a bit of attention to the people around me, and express and relate to the women I meet far better than the men. To say that I have a developed fashion sense, and a stark appreciation of beauty, as comparision to men, is much like my appreciation to touchy-feely movies and my propensity to cry at the drop of a hat.

I guess the point I am trying to make is that so many of us are trying so hard to be at one extreme, when in reality, we are a hodge podge, and should accept ourselves and each other as such.

Oh and Nina dear... Free Willy!

Gabriela Julie Budd said...

Hi Stephanie,
I loved the site you sent me and in particular the problems of being blind on a blind date, if you know what I mean. I've heard stories of people with chips on their shoulders but the real story of the girl with a chip up her left nostril had me in stitches.

Good luck with the visit to tx and shopping en-femme. You put me to shame with your determination and dare-devil attitude.

Keep in touch and let us know how you get on. You've opend my eyes ( oops sorry, no pun intended )about the problems of being blind and also being a tranny. As Lizz would say, " Good luck with that."
Julie
x

Gabriela Julie Budd said...

Bella wrote
'Have you seen my Willy?'
Good job you didn't describe your cat to the postie:
"He's that big and black with tabby markings all over . Last seen leaning over the milk bowl "