Full disclosure: I've cross-dressed once. I passed. I didn't change any of my mannerisms or jewelry. I wore my regular glasses and my regular jeans. People see what they expect to see. Wish I could upload the photo so you could see it too.In regard to Norah Vincent's Self-Made Man, let's begin by...
LEONARD IS SITTING at his desk thinking about numbers. Household accounts. The cost of things. Money coming in, going out. This is all quite personal to start, as it must be. What they spend. What they can afford. Down to the shillings and pence. To him, this is not only responsible, but indicati...
Frying bacon. Here we go, I thought, opening my eyes. Here we go. Saturday morning, 1984. Again. Except, where’s the rest? I smelled bacon, and toast maybe, but not the pancakes or the creamy sweetened coffee, or the snow shovel and the bitter air. ...
asked Father Sebastian.“What?” I replied.“Ginger or Mary Ann?” he repeated, smiling. “You know, from Gilligan’s Island. Which one is your ideal woman, the glamour girl or the girl next door? Ginger or Mary Ann?”Ned was sitting with a group of black-robed monks in the rec room of their secluded ab...
They were ready to take me in, Mary Jane informed me, but someone upstairs was apparently “very upset,” so I was waiting out the tantrum downstairs. A voice on the loudspeaker, which was very tame and dulcet as loudspeakers go, said calmly, “CIT second floor. CIT second fl...