Friday, 1 January 2016

Happy New Year

As I take time out from finishing the wine and chocolate selection box to wish you all, wherever you are, a fabulous new year.

Friday, 25 December 2015

Advent Blog: The End

Have a fabulous Christmas.

I've made it to the end of my little experiment, there's nothing like a deadline to make you fill in a blank white box. It's led to me posting as much in the past month than over the previous two years.

Thanks for reading.

Wednesday, 23 December 2015

Fraught

In some homes this time of year can be stressful and fraught with others having arguments or worse while others are cuddled up watching people having a miserable time on Eastenders. Don't keep it all in, there are many people out there who can help.

Tuesday, 22 December 2015

Man In a Dress

I am relatively new to the Kardashian/ Jenner media circus mainly because I don't watch/ listen/ read those kinds of outlets, however the transition of Caitlin Jenner led to coverage in the sorts of media I do stumble upon. The latest "man in a dress" comments to Time magazine and subsequent apology show that while she has raised awareness of being trans, she should not be treated as a speaker for all trans people.

Monday, 21 December 2015

Then I'm X

In my forthcoming benign dictatorship I am going to make trans critics who use any variation on the "if they're a man/ woman than I'm X" a crime punishable by a swift whack using a hardback copy of the Bumper book of tired, trite and tedious criticisms with the option of being made to be X forever.

Friday, 18 December 2015

Junk In Your Trunk

A certain festival in Australia has merited comment for its trans exclusion policies regarding pre op M to F trans, again it all seems to boil down to genitals. It's sad to have to keep mentioning that what "junks in your trunks" doesn't make your gender and above all its none of your business.

Elsewhere I got past my first and only Christmas 'do', a touch of enforced frivolity and average food but not the boredom fest I feared.

Have a good weekend.

Thursday, 17 December 2015

The Not So Bad Photographer

I was trying to find a photo of myself in tights to illustrate (or possibly to de-illustrate) the last post and it was several years ago, badly lit and a hint of red eye possibly to coordinate with my tights. At the risk of reciting trans cliché #1142 I don't take as many photos of myself as I once did but the ones I do take are hopefully  better partly because the cameras better and partly practice. Perhaps the magical (and mythical) 10,000 hour rule.

Wednesday, 16 December 2015

Colourful Tights



Included in the things this blog likes its, jaffa cakes, that video of William Shatner singing Rocket Man, dresses with pockets, The Simpsons (seasons 1 - 9), black tights and colourful tights.

Why are colourful tights a good thing?
  1. They add some colour to a black dress/ outfit.
  2. The right colour can enhance a pastoral coloured outfit.
  3. It brightens up a winter outfit. 

Tuesday, 15 December 2015

Pain Killers

The pain relief brand Nurofen has been in the news recently after being found guilty in Australia of misleading consumers by selling products for specific ailments(for back pain, period pain etc)at a higher price despite being identical. Alongside the deeply unethical marketing of ripping off consumers in pain it also makes the claim that it is better than standard painkillers, which is one of the complaints the ASA in the UK are investigating. Generic paracetamol and ibuprofen products are around 80% cheaper than branded products and are subject to the same regulatory testing.

It is also worth pointing out a recent study in the US revealed that nearly doctors and pharmacists surveyed take generic, unbranded products when they need pain relief.

Monday, 14 December 2015

Soft Play

For reasons I don't quite understand I ended up being the "adult" taking my nieces and nephew to a indoor soft play centre. Given the alternative was to trail round a damp retail park and queueing being surrounded by hundreds of noisy kids running about really didn't seem that bad. My main job was to look after a two year old who figured out how to walk early, started running soon after and has barely stopped since. 

At this point I had to take my shoes off and realised that I didn't pick the best pair I could find, instead doing what I usually do which is putting on the first matching pair I could find and feeling terribly self conscious about it that afternoon.