A Time and a Place

Ok I damit it.
I have been in a hotel dressed as anyone's favorite corset laced, stiletto heeled tranny slut lookin' for a trick but that was for charity. Seriously!
Darcy and I were invited to participate as ushers for the local production of Rocky Horror. Really, I would have done it even if they didn't pay me. Yea, they didn't. It was a hoot.

And okay,
late at night, I used to come back from "Goth Night" at the club and swish through the lobby. Heels in one hand and a drink in the other, I'd give the cameras big a smile.

But I just don't have the balls to do what this dick did ... and is doing.

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Elegant Elliot Offen had the bustier, Holiday Inn gave him the boot 

Thursday, Jan 28 2010

Howard Stern sidekick and self-described "topnotch, prime-time, center-stage celebrity" Elegant Elliot Offen runs 14 miles a day in ladies' lingerie. In New York, he swears, people on the street cheer and salivate over his bodacious curves. "You won't see a sexy, sexy statuesque physique like mine on any real woman," he brags.

Bellboys in Miami Beach were not so enthusiastic. The 59-year-old, who tends to refer to himself in third person, was filming a TV show in town last year. He prepaid for a room at the Holiday Inn on Collins Avenue while wearing — what else? — a black bustier and thong with pantyhose as he checked in. He ended up in jail.
Now, a lawsuit filed in New York Supreme Court claims hotel management had him falsely arrested because of his passion for panties. He seeks $21 million for psychological damage.
"These people behaved like troglodytes and loup-garous," Elegant says, his voice growing louder with every word. "I'm talking about H-A-T-E!"
Miami Beach cops got the call just after 9 p.m. October 8, 2008. A customer was "causing other guests to feel uncomfortable," according to the police report. Hotel managers asked the man-in-thong to leave, but he "refused and became irate," so officers took him to county jail. (A judge dropped the case the following week.)
Elegant tells the story differently. His version: Bellboys threatened him physically and called him fag in Spanish. So he called cops for help.
The lawsuit, filed December 15, asserts the hotel and its parent company, InterContinental Hotels Group, is guilty of "ambushing, sandbagging, and jailing" Elegant. Employees harbor a "deep-seated, free-floating, gun-slinging hatred," the suit states.
Hotel manager Humberto Pellon declined to comment.
The whole ordeal has since ripped open Elegant's raging psychological wounds. For one, it has caused his obsessive-compulsive disorder to flare. "I wake up screaming in the middle of the night," he says, adding that $21 million in punitive damages is a reasonable request. "Do you know what a good psychologist costs in New York City?"

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With morons like this making headlines, how can society take trans women seriously? Yes, based on the information in the story, I'm calling this guy a moron. This exhibitionist gold digger with a narcissistic fetish for lingerie and a ridiculous princess-and-the-pea attitude piled on top, moron kind of moron.

He should have been thrown out. A cisgender woman would've been! Yea, or discretely escorted back to her room by some lust stunned bellboy.  I know the traditional lines of human dress code are ever blurring but don't dis the decorum! Dress that way in the bedroom. In a gay bar. On the street corner if you're a workin' girl, just have some respect. This guy has no right to sue the hotel.

Random:

Negative impressions linger in environments of ignorance. Peer pressure forces some accepting people to stay silent, contributing credence to misconceptions...bla bla bla

Freddy Krueger and Hannibal Lecter Don't Even Compare!

to the Scarry Trannies

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You've Been Warned, Pakistanis: Pay Your Taxes Or Scary Trannies Will Come For You!

What to do when the locals won't pay their taxes? Send transgender tax collectors to their homes and shame them into paying.
That's the strategy by officials in Clifton, a neighborhood in Karachi, Pakistan, where tax officials are trying to crack down on an estimated 50 percent of 500,000 residents not paying taxes despite their affluence. Egads! But the tactic is actually an imported one; they borrowed it from India. Of course the method relies on the existing stigmatization of transgender people, and only helps it along.

“Neighbors will come out and say, ‘Oh, what’s happening?’ and the bad name the person will get, this will maybe convince them to pay taxes,” said Aziz Suharwardy, the board’s vice-president. “And that’s exactly what happens.”
The TGs have collected $100,000 in about nine months, 10 times the cost of the program. Still, the TG’s collection barely puts a dent in the board’s $5 million tax revenue shortfall.

Two years ago the Clifton board hired a consultant to employ a more automated system that prevents collectors from pocketing the money they receive. But the employees resisted the computerized system because “their discretion was removed, and discretion is all about money,” said Mr. Suharwardy. He said corruption continues to plague Clifton’s efforts to retrieve taxes.
In a sign of the power of Pakistan’s VIP culture, one collector told me that the TG team recently approached the house of an unknown defaulter. They quickly learned it was the home of the provincial minister of excise and taxation. The team promptly left without creating its usual spectacle to shame the delinquent taxpayer.

But just think about how many jobs are now available to trans Pakistanis as the town boogiemen!

Comments (1)

The proper name for these individuals are Hijras, and the majority don't view themselves as "transgender" in the sense of becoming female after being born male. They are, instead, viewed as "gender neutral"… and Pakistan is actually fairly liberal for a Muslim country given that they allow people to register as a "third sex" on offical documents like driver's licenses and I.D.s . The Hijras were traditionally respected in Moghul society before imperialization by the British who stigmatized the hijras as "perverts"… then when imperial courts stopped supporting them, they turned to prostitution. They are viewed with a sense of respect and remorse, as they traditionally were "blessed" people called to weddings and child births (a tradition that exists to this day) whilst being seen as loud, vulgur extortionist at markets and festivals… they have a very long and diverse history in South Asia… THANKS URBAN STUDIES CLASS :)

Tranny Got Bone

 And that's why so many people love us!

Sure it looks a little "out of place" but in such a unique juxtaposition, it is unsettlingly interesting if not indescribably beautiful. Yes, bones are beautiful, weather yours or your friend's. One can always appreciate the beauty in a bone's different attributes from the small but mighty to the "O.M.G. that is massive," they all have their good qualities!


This remodel job was cut to the bones, all the plaster and lath skin ripped from them to expose some crappy support for such a pretty house. With a little thought, some massive beams were installed and many of the homes bones were removed or rearranged. We disguised the bones that couldn't be changed.
 Quick Tip - The small but mighty: Shims - you can cut them "long grain" if you just need to position something, like a window jamb but cut them short grain (that is to have the grain standing up) to support weight. End grain is extremely strong in compression.

My old house desperately needs a remodel but even if I had many thousands of dollars to spend on the cosmetics, the bones of the structure will remain and ultimately cause the finish to be flawed. Still, a cut here and there, some filler and a few tricks of the trade could turn this misshapen carcase into a magical castle.

I may never be able to afford this expensive endeavour. The house may collapse before I'm able, so I will live in it with all its imperfections and gracefully ignore the rude comments made by those on the outside who cannot or will not see the inside. I will remember the kindness of those who have seen the inside and deem this domicile worthy and I will aspire to be as beautiful as those who have never seen it but are able to love this old shack anyway.

What I most love about this journey of transition and of age is what I've been taught, so far.

The main thing -
It is all about love and forgiveness. The best thing one can do here on Earth, is to forgive and love. I understand now.
I'll be hating my life, then remember to forgive, to try to understand, remember that everyone is hurting... Everybody needs some love and understanding and everyone deserves at least a little bit. To give that is such freedom. It is freeing to love and forgive.

Other stuff -
Ya could be wrong.
Me, you and everybody else have our particular ways of thinking and processing our perceptions. That limits our understanding on a large scale. Do you know anyone who thinks exactly the way you do? That makes the odds of completely understanding someone high and in some instances, impossible. Even so, we can learn to love them and sometimes love someone to the point of our own purgatory.

If you think along these lines, how society perpetuates its beliefs, it is a wonder that things are so miserable! Don't most of us want the same thing?
Sure we do, it's just a fucked up world. I guess that's the thing. I'm sure that every parent raises their child to be better than they were, so it must go wrong while we grow up among people outside our nurturing homes. Our ways of thinking are developed in a world filled with the oblivious thoughts and actions of our peers and our equally oblivious reactions. Only education and/or experience eventually bring change.

It isn't their fault or ours, these unwritten laws exist as a barrier which, before we were even born, were constructed by society. In Nature versus Nurture, I have to disagree with at least some of the Nurture part. If I were really a product of my nurturing, I would be a man...You know, because I was born with just the wrong amount of testosterone to give me some male characteristics and because of that, I was raised as a male.
Thicker skin is a good thing.
I've always had this problem with being assertive. Doormat material. Little things used to hurt more but now I'm used to the comments I've heard since Tranny Bootcamp so many years ago.



Random Phrases Recently Heard:

While putting suitcases in the truck: "Yea, but Look how strong she is!" (at least he said "she!"
Shouted from the porch I was driving past: " Look at that guy!"
And from the porch neighboring the job site: "You look gross!"
But the phrase I hear the most is "Look at those guns!" And they're not talking about my pubescent breasts, they're referring to my muscular arms.

I am not a guy. I'm not a woman in most people's eyes but I'm certainly not a guy. I am somewhere between male and female and I am both.
I'm not gross, either. Maybe unattractive but not gross.

But what beautiful things are said to my face!
You're gorgeous. (from a friend)
You're very beautiful! (another friend)
You have gorgeous arms! (said in all seriousness by a man sitting at the bar, watching me play pool)
You have a beautiful body, better than mine! (said by an attractive young lady)


End of Aunt May's ramble.
Carry on and keep smiling through the rain; the sun does come out again!