I didn’t expect it. Savannah was meant to be a periodic feminine gender expression. I didn’t realize her visibility would be an example to others to follow.
“I have a few transgender friends. They want to know what needs to happen for people to no longer be ‘clocked’.” It was a brilliant query, in my opinion. This young man was speaking on behalf of friends who feel that all eyes are on them. And, that those eyes are appraising and judging them.
I was prepared. I swear I was. I checked the American Airlines website for what was allowed in carry-on luggage. I made sure of the restrictions for the size of the make-up I could bring in the same quart-size bag. I made sure of the dimensions of my single bag and personal bag. I even made sure of what make-up was allowed in the cabin and what my breastforms and hip pads would be considered as a class of products (they are considered prosthetics, btw). I had it all figured out… or, so I thought.
The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance…
We are surrounded by people every day—from work, to drivers sharing the road, to friends and family, to neighbors living across the street and behind the white picket fences. Unless you are living in a cave or on an expanse of ranch acreage that takes hours to travel, we have people around us in some capacity. And, that is not necessarily a bad thing. The human animal is a social one, typically more comfortable within a vicinity of others than being in isolation.
I wonder often about beauty. I strive for a version of it every time I pull out my makeup case and prepare to transform into my Savannah persona. Every time I look in the mirror—after donning my wig and brushing it out—I question why I even bother to try.
A non-binary, straight male-to-female crossdresser and a Christian, conservative, Republican, pro-Trump woman walk into a Starbucks… Good jokes have begun with less. My pre-amble to this story didn’t happen exactly that way, as I’m sure you know…
t the meeting, I told the group that I was going to use this Pride Month to be more visible in a different way. While social media and the news outlets are talking all about the parades and the marches and festivities, I decided to take the message of Savannah to the mean streets. Of course, I am not foolish enough to do something drastic, but some would say what I am doing is drastic… and foolish.
Have you ever heard the saying “Always wear clean underwear. You never know when you’re going to be in an accident”? I always laughed at that statement. It seemed so trivial a statement. But, what do you do when you are a male-to-female crossdresser who wears feminine underwear 100% of the time?
“Have you ever had one of those days where—while phone chatting to your cousin and she’s asks for the name of your book—you accidentally text “Living with Crossdressing: Defining a New Normal” to your gf’s youngest daughter as a reveal? Asking for a friend…”