Retro-spective….

So, it’s been a week exactly since I was tottering around on black patent heels in a crowded trans-nightclub, in equal parts stunned and terrified. And I’ve been thinking a lot about Sarah, life, the universe, you know, all the trivial things. Normally at this point I’d flutter my eyelashes, sigh, and say it is… Continue reading Retro-spective….

Operation Terrified

So, I did it. I went out to a trans-nightclub as Sarah, dressed identically to the picture above. And it was utterly terrifying…. I’ll take a step back and start at the beginning. I’m a planner. Often at the expense of everything else, to be honest. Everything has to be perfect, all bases covered. I… Continue reading Operation Terrified