Last indolent Spinster Almost Daily Report from DOXA 2018

Hair colour, Pride, and comfortable shoes.

Field Notes In/On Transition. Hair colour, Pride, and comfortable shoes. August, thus far has been a bit hotter and stickier here in the “Groovy ‘Couv,” than the previous couple of months... my brain is a tub of molasses, it seems. Hopefully it will cool down so I can get back to posting as regularly as I have been all summer. It’s “Pride Week” or for me really, the weekend at least, I went to the parade yesterday (Sunday, August 5th), after missing it last year due to extreme laziness. But this year I am feeling a bit more proud of myself, and I had a pal to hang out with and see the parade. I often end up going to things like this alone, and feeling less included than I ought to. More on that in a bit, first let me rewind to Saturday and talk about taking another one of those things that for me, is a big step on my journey: having a real “hair appointment.” (there’s a Bugs Bunny reference there somewhere) I went down to one of those salons (The former “Joji...

Field Notes In/On Transition

Field Notes In/On Transition 20/04/12 Yesterday I mentioned to my neighbour, about how now, at not quite a month into HRT (Anti Androgen lowering testosterone slowly over several month to lady levels.) “My emotions are seeming to come from a different place”. This is at least… how I have processed my recent emotional life, at any rate. If you know me, you know that I can have a short fuse at times. It often erupts more with pissiness winning out over pithiness. It’s happened a few times recently, and the best way to explain it is of course, with fuzzy metaphors: With my former (I see as) elevated testosterone levels, my pissiness had a rougher rusty serrated edge yet foggy to it. My lowered testosterone rages seem cleaner, razor edged, sharp like a samurai sword across a sunset. I still have a hair trigger, it’s just easier for me to get over it. Weird? yes, but well, I am more of a poet, than I am any other kind of writer, and imagery is my bread, pea...

Plateaus & Peaks with Occasional Valleys

Field Notes In/On Transition Plateaus & Peaks with Occasional Valleys Thursday ... I almost wore my leopard print dress to work today, but, I’m just not quite there yet. I actually felt like, looking in the mirror that; it (the dress) finally fits me in a way that gives me some shape, or that I have some shape now to fit it properly. Instead I chose a fitted tee I got recently that everyone loves, but with the femme-ier touch of some underwire support, that boosts me a whole cup size. The time is coming soon I think when I’ll be able to wear things like that dress, or any of the other girlier things that I have without feeling soooo self conscious., to work or out and about town. I have ventured out to grocery stores, value villages, the movies, things like that; be-skirted, or in a dress. Big sunglasses and a girly hat are of great value here. I mentioned in my last blog, that I have been seeing/talking with other trans women, who seem unwilling to do...

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