OMG it's light outside
What an amazing evening I just had, I went to Lost Vagueness in the company of the wonderful April and the stunning Siobhan. These girls looked amazing in the worlds biggest gowns, I felt rather dowdy in my ballgown to be honest. The night began by getting ready at a mates house, I realized I'd forgotten a girlie coat so I asked my mates g/f if I could borrow one, she has this really cute peach mac that I have long admired and I was gobsmacked that she brought back three coats for me to try including the mac of cuteness - just a little bit of acceptance like that is such a buzz.
At the party we start off in the VIP section as bum licker extraodrinaire April had weaseled her way in as official photographer and Siobhan was her 'assistant' or 'photo bitch' I got in by dint of using Aprils pass and smiling sweetly at the bouncer.
The evening flew past, lots of music, bit of dancing, some admirer attention, AMAZING outfits, silk, satin, lace, tafetta, corsets, beautiful girls squeezed into chinese dresses, lots of pre-war fashions; in fact a lot of the night felt like some pre-war club. What was odd was that us trannies were just a drop in an ocean of wierdness, usually when at a non-tranny venue we're the wierdest people there, at LV we just registered as normal. Very suddenly it was 6 am and the last songs were being played, can't say I was a huge fan of the music at times (a sqeaky voiced version of 'Those magnificent men in their flying machines' had people jumping on the floor while I'm standing there going WTF?) We spilled onto the streets of London blinking in the light and a flood of wierdos disippated into cars and taxis. We actually had tickets to the after party party which ran from 6am to 2pm but hell no my names not Karol.
Sorree sorree sorree Siobhan for cadging cigarettes off you all the time, I'm a bad tranny.
Most common phrases heard
Siobhan - get off my dress
April - Look at my website, look at my website
A good night.
p.s. Re Angels Badger comment, a couple came to the party dressed as badgers, we don't know why, the boy badger was quite sweet and tried to pull me which was flattering. April pulled lots of RGs, Siobhan pulled Joan Rivers nephew.
p.p.s I forgot to mention that there were some guys in dresses there, we shouted abuse at them for being amateurs :>)
At the party we start off in the VIP section as bum licker extraodrinaire April had weaseled her way in as official photographer and Siobhan was her 'assistant' or 'photo bitch' I got in by dint of using Aprils pass and smiling sweetly at the bouncer.
The evening flew past, lots of music, bit of dancing, some admirer attention, AMAZING outfits, silk, satin, lace, tafetta, corsets, beautiful girls squeezed into chinese dresses, lots of pre-war fashions; in fact a lot of the night felt like some pre-war club. What was odd was that us trannies were just a drop in an ocean of wierdness, usually when at a non-tranny venue we're the wierdest people there, at LV we just registered as normal. Very suddenly it was 6 am and the last songs were being played, can't say I was a huge fan of the music at times (a sqeaky voiced version of 'Those magnificent men in their flying machines' had people jumping on the floor while I'm standing there going WTF?) We spilled onto the streets of London blinking in the light and a flood of wierdos disippated into cars and taxis. We actually had tickets to the after party party which ran from 6am to 2pm but hell no my names not Karol.
Sorree sorree sorree Siobhan for cadging cigarettes off you all the time, I'm a bad tranny.
Most common phrases heard
Siobhan - get off my dress
April - Look at my website, look at my website
A good night.
p.s. Re Angels Badger comment, a couple came to the party dressed as badgers, we don't know why, the boy badger was quite sweet and tried to pull me which was flattering. April pulled lots of RGs, Siobhan pulled Joan Rivers nephew.
p.p.s I forgot to mention that there were some guys in dresses there, we shouted abuse at them for being amateurs :>)
posted by Gillian at 12:19 PM
5 Comments:
Light weight! ;o)
I had a similar experiance the first time I went to a fetish club. How I was dressed was no longer a big deal. It was a very liberating experiance.
I don't know how you do it Karol. Didn't you miss the attention tho? I'm used to just getting attention for being a trannie, now I actually had to be interesting too!! :)
ACTUALLY, the correct phrase is "check out my website, yeah. kissmypanties.com"
cha - get it right Gillian.
p.s. you forgot to mention the badgers...
I enjoyed this article. Sounds like a very surreal place but also fascinating. The photos I have seen in flickr are amazing. Badger outfit..very very strange. As I noticed in life, when people are involved, do not under estimate the warpness of the human mind. Time for bed, that comment was too profound late on a Monday.
Dahling I always get attention! lol
Actually, the first couple of times I went out on a girls night out with my ex and her friends (ie. 5 or 6 RG's and me), I couldn't figure out why the night felt so odd. It wasn't until the second time it happened that I realised it was because I wasn't getting any attention, as hidden in the group everyone glanced over and just assumed we were a bunch of women on a night out.
My friend Leah True described it as being "innocent by association". I actually really liked it, it was great to be able to relax and just enjoy the night without people staring. Of course, I used to wear longer skirts back then! ;o)
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