Allison M.

A crossdresser's thoughts on life, fashion, fabulousness, and (oh yeah) dressing up


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What we have now (and wouldn’t have had without Stonewall)

One cannot… really, must not deny how significant the Stonewall riots really were.  For sure, it helped propel the broad LGBT+ civil rights movement.  But it wasn’t the first figurative match to be tossed.  Far from it, really, as there were many other actions of rebellion, large and small, against anti-LGBT bigotry that occurred before that hot night 50 years ago this morning.  (I touched on them in my previous post, which you should check out if you haven’t done so already.)

As well, one cannot go without appreciation toward all the men, women, and gender non-conforming who took stands for LGBT+ liberties before and after Stonewall.  Even if they weren’t even alive when the riots occurred, they have never been afraid to say, “We’re here, we’re queer, and we can’t suffocate in the closet!”

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Wrong and right ways to commemorate this day

As promised, here’s the second post where I wanted to discuss Memorial Day.  Again, this is a day meant to pay tribute to those who died in service of the United States Armed Forces.  If you’ve paid your own tasteful tribute today, even if it’s as simple as offering condolences or planting an American flag on a military member’s grave, good for you… for you understand the gravity of this solemn day.

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Allison’s Word: “Mother”

Time to resurrect a recurring feature of this blog I call “Allison’s Word.”  In the past, this feature has included a disembodied voice intruding my thoughts to you.  However, said voice is sitting out this post, and instead I’ll share a couple of thoughts on my mind about an important subject for particular weekend:

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If you’ve noticed on your calendar or in your nearest greeting card section or flower shop, Mother’s Day is taking place here in the United States this weekend.  The day is, as its Wikipedia entry so eloquently puts it:

“A celebration honoring the mother of the family, as well as motherhood, maternal bonds, and the influence of mothers in society.”

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The Star in Question (or why we should believe victims until…)

So, yeah, I heard the news this week, and… [*deep sigh*] oy vey.  For those who’ve been living under a rock and haven’t been paying attention to the celebrity-driven news, here’s the deal:  A certain star (this person) of a certain TV show (this one) contends that he was physically assaulted and beaten up by two dudes in ski masks and hats designed by in support of You Know Who.

But according to the Chicago Police Department, The Star in Question’s claims unraveled to the point that they’ve charged him with federal disorderly conduct for filing a false assault report.  They claim that The Star in Question paid two brothers to stage the assault, all for the want of a bigger paycheck from the show. (Oh?  Really?)  And with a lack of witnesses and security camera footage unable to corroborate his story, they arrested him this past week.  He could face up to three years in prison if convicted for the felony.

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No! Not like that!

As I’ve expressed before, I am in true admiration of the beautiful feminine image, whether it’s of a cis-gender woman or my fellow trans/CD sisters, and whether they’re dressing to the nines or posing in casual fare.  I also admire our trans community’s collective efforts to enlighten the cis-gender community of the fact that we are wonderful human beings who should not be shunned out of fear.

Admittedly, I don’t fancy myself to be the most glamorous woman on the internet, and I don’t think I’m as articulate as most when it comes to standing up for trans rights.  But at least I know I try to be beautiful, and I do make a stand for trans people.  And I take pride in doing both while striving to be a positive representation of the CD/trans community.  That means not presenting myself in a risque situation, i.e. no nudity and not showing the *ahem* junk that’s in my trunk.

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Why Allison couldn’t march this weekend but still found herself riled up

Two years ago this weekend, the day after You Know Who became you know what, millions of people marched in cities across the country.  It was the starting point, or at least the most prominent moment, of what is called the Women’s March movement to advocate women’s rights, workers’ rights, immigration reform, and several other important issues, not to mention respect of others and anger toward You Know Who and his right-of-center cronies.  Here in Madison on that day, an estimated 75,000 to 100,000 participants marched up State Street and assembled at the Capitol Square.

Yesterday (January 19), not only in Washington but across the country, the anniversary of that march was commemorated by another round of marches and rallies.  Yes, a march and rally was held here in Madison as well.  No, unfortunately, it wasn’t as big as the one that occurred two years ago; the estimated number attending at the State Capitol was reported at 700.  Perhaps it the snow and cold that kept some people away (Madison had received 4.5 inches of snow in the overnight hours), but 700 is still a pretty decent number all things considered.

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Allison still plays Scrooge (well, mostly) when it comes to Christmas carols

Three years ago, I went on a tear over something everyone’s ears will put up with at least once or twice, if not a heck of a lot more than that, this time every year:  The Christmas carol.  Shop at any mall or turn on any radio and it’s for sure you’ll wind up listening to some old chestnut of a carol.  It’s a natural occurrence during the holiday season.  It gets people in a holiday (and holiday shopping) spirit.  It can brighten one’s spirits.

And it can also get on one’s nerves, for various reasons.  One is that they’ve heard those songs over and over and over again.  Another may be that someone may not want music to get them into the holiday spirit, or at least certain versions of these carols.  And a third reason may be that some of these carols don’t have anything to do with Christmas directly.

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Entertainment for men

No, this post isn’t about Playboy, though hopefully when you finish reading you’ll understand why I titled this post with that magazine’s former tagline.  This is going to be a rant about a recent controversy a certain fashion retailer got into.  That company is Victoria’s Secret, the (in)famous designer of lingerie and women’s wear that are nowhere near the dowdy floral gowns its founder frequently found on sales racks.  It’s a safe bet that the mall near you has a Victoria’s Secret selling scantily designed undergarments and/or a PINK store selling sleepwear for the college-age set.

Before I get into the controversy in question, take a gander at this photo.  (Gentlemen, don’t drool.)

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Photo credit: Corey Tenold via Vogue

What do you see in that photo?  Obviously, you see a multitude of beautiful women.  That photo is from last year’s Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show.  Every year since 1995, and every holiday season since 2001, Victoria’s Secret sets up a very glitzy show to showcase and promote its lingerie, sleepwear, or whatever else they’re selling.  It’s not a sedate affair for sure:  The setting is elaborately designed; the music is live and pulsating; the costumes are extravagant; and the star wattage is high, with A-list stars both strutting the catwalk and providing the music.

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A thought about Saturday…

One Sunday morning over a couple of years ago, I got out of bed, checked the news, and learned of a tragedy in Orlando, Florida.  Yeah, you know the tragedy I’m talking about:  A shooting incident at a nightclub that left 49 people dead, injured several others, and left two communities scarred — the Orlando community and the broad LGBT+ community.

After that tragedy, we grieved together… and mourned together… and recovered together… and stayed vigilant together, hoping another awful tragedy such as that one wouldn’t occur again.

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