Out of the mouths of babes...

One of my best mates has a two year old daughter who is very perceptive. She's never met Pandora, and we don't discuss her (except in third person) around said daughter. However my friend was on Messenger chatting with me the other day, and her daughter asked who she was chatting with.

"Uncle Bob*," said my friend. Whereupon her daughter gave her a look to say "I love you mummy but you are very dim" and told her in no uncertain terms that she mean Auntie Bob*. Naturally she relayed this to me, and we fell about laughing for quite some time.

*=Not my actual name but you get the idea:)

What d'you think about that?

Since everyone on the Trannisphere has gone all Introspective White Emo Ranger I suppose I'd better join into.

Now the evenings are lighter, I've been able to start walking to work again. Which unfortunately gives me lots of time to think. Today I was musing on something Lara blogged about.

On Saturday I went out in the city, and ended up in my local tranny-friendly pub en homme.

The place wasn't very busy, but none of the regulars gave me a second look, and apart from the barstaff, I didn't really interact with anyone apart from the friends I was with (we chatted to the smokers while waiting for a taxi, but that was it).

When I go as Pandora, I banter with the DJ, have a joke to the bar staff, and get random strangers stopping by for a natter.

As I thought about it more, I realised that whenever I've been in regular pubs, people mainly keep to themselves (with a few exceptions). But when I'm Pandora, even in provincial town pubs, people are mostly friendly, and many will come over for a talk. The guys to congratulate me on my "bravery", and the girls to have a gossip and ask where where I got my top or shoes from.

There are generally only a few tossers, and they tend to stay outside in large herds for moral support. Sadly one comment from this lot can undo a whole week of confidence.

Although being Pan makes my confidence soar, and allows me to be more assertive. I really need to dress up and go out more!

So what conclusion can we draw from this? Obviously:

"Trannies make every social gathering better"!

Butch/femme

This weekend Siobhan has been playing around with trying to look femme in a butch outfit (and succeeding very well BTW).

As a result I've been having a think about my look. I took some pictures this weekend, trying on outfits for a couple of parties I'm going to in a week or so. Yes they're fancy dress!

Annoyingly I've come to the conclusion that unless I make a concerted effort I look odd dressed as any gender.

As a bloke I look (and act) a bit camp. I think its more to do with being comfortable with myself and not caring enough to indulge in macho bullshit.

As a girl, mainly due to my build, I look a bit butch (see this extreme example). Although I do mostly act girly. Even more so when drunk...

Its not a big thing as some of the blokes (and quite a few of the girls) I hang around with are macho enough for both of us. Its just something I have to bear in mind when posing for pictures.

Update 24/07/07 - I just showed my Mum the picture above, and she said, "Oh wow! You look just like the Saturday girl who works in my shop." So I guess its not all bad after all.