The famous dress up… though it’s not everyone’s cup of tea

Perhaps you saw, or at least heard, that the 2024 Met Gala took place earlier this week.  For the unfamiliar, the Met Gala is an event held, traditionally though not always, on the first Monday of May at New York’s Metropolitan Museum of Art..

Male Mode Me has Allison take a rest

A confession to make:  I’m not Allison 24/7/365.  I’m betting some of you reading this are snapping your fingers and saying, “Oh, darn” in disappointment.

Tighter than I wished, but stronger than you think

A couple of weekends ago, I put these on my person:

The sweater first:  It was, as I recall, a relatively chilly weekend in Madison, and this black sweater provided some necessary comfort while I headed out to a support group meeting.  (Oh, pay no mind to that middle button looking askew.)

Allison would love to do a little turn on the catwalk

Every now and again, WordPress puts up a “daily writing prompt” that piques my interest enough to at least think of a response.  Mostly, though, they come across as quite challenging (gee, who do I look to for advice), wracks my brain (gee, when was the last time I went camping?), or leave me wrinkling my nose over their banality (no, I don’t have a favorite emoji).

At least Allison can put on a pretty face

I admit I haven’t been in a writing mood this past week.  See, there was something unfortunate that happened around here, something that was heavy and heartbreaking… and is something I’m not ready to write about in detail just yet on this blog, though suffice it to say that I’ll flesh it out later.

Allison has to live vicariously through the eclipse… and that’s okay

So, peoples, what did you think of it?  What did you think of the big event that happened on Monday?  Of course, I’m talking about… the President of the United States visiting Madison to talk up a plan to reduce or eliminate student debt.

Best TDOV ever!

Okay, okay!  I know!  I treated last Sunday as the day of rest it usually is, and not the big occasion it was — that being the International Transgender Day of Visibility, of course.  What, you were gonna expect me to say it was Easter?  Well, it was Easter Sunday in addition to it being TDOV.

In lieu of the traditional definition of visibility…

This is Easter weekend, the occasion every spring (or late winter, as we in Wisconsin call it) when people of a certain faith (no, this won’t be a post on religion) find hidden eggs, consume lots of chocolate, and perhaps even get together to consume copious amounts of ham.

Allison still can’t get away

I wonder why we waste our lives here
When we could run away to paradise
But I am held in some invisible vise
And I can’t get away
— Lyrics from the song “To Live and Die in L.A.” by Wang Chung

A nightmare arose me from my sleep the other night.  Peculiarly, it started out rather pleasant, with yours truly finding herself in a brand new place to live:  Big rooms to live in, bigger windows to let natural light in, and enough closet space to get lost in.  It almost felt like Shangri-La.

Fragile, handle with care

I had teased in my last post that I was trying to write a poem inspired by a couple of items in my family the past few weeks.  But then I realized that, while one of these items was optimistic, a couple of other ones were too heavy to turn it into any sort of prose.