Allison M.

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


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How I became so much cooler online

I need to lead off this post with a confession:  This post was originally going to be much longer and much broader in scope than what you are about to read.  I was inspired by a recent writing prompt by one of my WordPress peeps, The Finicky Cynic, about social media.  However, I originally chose to cover the broad online life in responding, as I’m one who considers my online and social media lives as symbiotic with each other.  But once I got to around the halfway mark of my post, I realized… wowzers, this post is turning into a very long read.  I also realized that just talking about the social media life is a long slog in itself.

So, to give both of us — you, the reader, and me, the writer — a break from the monotony, I will save the social media ruminations for a near-future post that, knowing me, I will edit and re-edit and re-re-edit before sharing with you… and use this particular entry to talk up the path my female side has taken on the World Wide Web.  (Uh, do they still call it that yet?)

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About a few words from Marlene Dietrich

For most of this week so far, I’ve been trying to write an epic post inspired by a certain site’s writing prompt.  I’ve had a hard time trying to formulate a response to that post, in part because I’m taking a look at the subject with a far-too-broad scope.  So, to keep my writing spirits up, I’ll fall back on another subject I’ve had percolating.  Take a look at the following quote I came across a while back from the famous actress Marlene Dietrich:

“I am at heart a gentleman.”

Ms. Dietrich was a woman known for defying sexual and gender roles.  I mean, she looked just as glamorous in a top hat and tails as she did in a cocktail dress, not to mention having dalliances with both men and women.  You could consider that quote a summary of Marlene blurring those gender and sexual lines.

Reading her quote, I took it to heart in a somewhat similar way, in that beneath all the wigs, blouses, skirts, dresses, pantyhose, and heels I may wear is a gentleman.  No, I’m don’t mean the “bro” type of gentleman who would drive a truck, down a beer or two (or several), root for the home team at the top of their lungs, and treat women as some sex object.  Au contraire, mes amis (or should I say, Im Gegenteil, meine Freunde to acknowledge Ms. Dietrich’s German background), for I try to emphasize the “gentle” in “gentleman.”

I consider myself the type who treats women of all stripes — young and old; black, white, or other; cis-gender or trans — with respect and dignity.  I feel it comes from the strong women I’ve encountered throughout my life, from those in my family to those in my places of employment. I’d dare say some of it comes from dressing up as a woman, too. While I may sometimes dress in an alluring and eye-catching way, I do it with the intention of presenting my feminine side in a respective way.

So, if you were to come across me somewhere (online, in person, however), know that while I may present myself as female, know that I am, at heart, a true gentleman.


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The night Allison read poetry… out loud!

If you are a regular reader of this post, you’ve noticed that I’ve made periodic attempts at writing in a creative way.  One of those attempts has been the writing of my own poetry.  Now, I’m not the world’s most perfect poet (and I know it), but putting pen to prose… er, uh, actually more like putting fingers to keyboard to prose has stimulated my creative writing juices quite a bit.  Even if some of my rhymes fall flat, I still take pride in knowing that I took a creative risk.

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A coffee shop that isn’t Starbucks

Last Friday night (July 7), I took, for me, a really awesome risk:  Reading my original poetry in front of a live audience… and doing so in my feminine persona!  Here’s the deal:  I established an account with a certain social media service (which is a subject for a future post, I promise), and through it learned about an open mic poetry reading at Mother Fool’s, a little coffeehouse on Williamson Street on Madison’s near east side that’s been around since 1994 and serves breakfast, lunch, soups, bakery goods, coffee, conversation, wi-fi… and, yes, live entertainment.  (The above photo is from a post a couple of years ago about Willy Street as a whole.  Since that photo, Mother Fool’s suffered damage to its front entrance, thanks to a drunk driver turning the place into a drive-thru last August.  Mother Fool’s had to close for a while, but in due time the entrance was repaired and looking good as new.)

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A poem: “Freedoms”

Today is Independence Day here in the United States, the day commemorating the adoption of the Declaration of Independence by thirteen of Great Britain’s North American colonies, who would unite and form what is now the fifty United States of America.

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Allison digs “Die! Mommie! Die!”

18341715_1271087849678154_8705547964650114362_nWell, peoples, I got out of the house Friday night and took in a show, Stage Q’s production of Die! Mommie! Die!  The play was penned by the noted playwright, actor, and female impersonator Charles Busch, who portrayed the lead role in the play’s first staging in the late 1990s and repeated the role in a 2003 film version (which I didn’t know had been filmed until looking up that link on Wikipedia this morning).

I don’t intend to make this a full-on review of Stage Q’s version, which had its final performance on Saturday, the last day of its 2016-2017 season.  (Oh, the above image came from Stage Q’s Facebook page.)  However, I will highlight a couple of things that I thought made their production special in my mind further down this post.  Let me just say, though, that the production was a really fun, mightily campy romp (well, naturally), that the performances were perfectly done (joyously over the top and heartfelt when needed), and that I recommend you go see it if a theater company in your town produces it (hope they’ll turn up the camp as well).

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My various definitions of “pride”

Time to get caught up with another of F.C.’s “June Jour” suggestions.  This one asks flat-out, “What does the word ‘pride’ mean to you?”  Hmmm…

As you can guess from the end of that last paragraph, I have to scratch my head sometimes to come up of a time when I’ve experienced a sense of pride (what F.C. also asks in that prompt).  Perhaps the times when I’ve felt the most proud of myself have been when I made a significant accomplishment.  Graduating from high school so many years ago is the most obvious moment of pride in my life… although that was tempered a bit by the future that would await me.  Oh, I knew what my post-high school plans were; it’s just that I was scared to death of it (the less I have to think about what awaited me, the better).  Then there’s the times when I worked toward gainful employment, especially the moment when I was offered the job that led me to moving to Madison, this after several months being jobless.

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When I could’ve but didn’t dress up

I want to tell you about what I did — and didn’t — do this past Thursday night.  First off, what I did do was attend a little get-together that raised funds for the LGBT pride parade in Madison this August.  It was a rather simple party, with just under a couple dozen supporters and Board of Directors membership of Madison’s LGBT community center, held in the home and garden of one of the center’s longtime supporters in one of Madison’s more cozier and aesthetically pleasing neighborhoods (lots of shade trees, narrow and winding streets, beautifully manicured yards).

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Thoughts on Pulse, one year later

I had started work on another post about a different subject this morning, but the significance of this particular day (June 12) has ordered me to take a different direction tonight.  Today is, of course, the one-year anniversary of the tragedy at the Pulse nightclub in Orlando, Florida, in which 49 lovely lives were cut short in horrific fashion.

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Stepping out in PVC

It’s already the middle of May (already?!), and the other day, I finally — finally! — did something I hadn’t done all year:  I dressed up and snapped some pictures to share with all of y’all.

Piano shirt, jacket, and PVC leggings

After a busy Friday of work in the morning and volunteering in the afternoon, I headed home late afternoon with one more personal commitment, a meet-up with fellow CD/TG people that evening.  Rather than just slap on a wig and jeans, I decided to take a bit of a stylish route, starting with a nice cream colored jacket I bought several years ago at Forever 21.  It does have a nice combination of spring feeling and stylish attitude.

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Extended thoughts about a LGBT center somewhere

My previous post, which you can read here, had me talking about a place of higher learning not too far from my old neck of the (literal) woods establishing a LGBT resource and support center.  After I added it to this blog, I couldn’t help but think about it further…

First off, I can’t say enough how great it is for the University of Wisconsin—Marinette to establish a LGBT center.  I’m happy, of course, that it’s happening in the area where I spent the later years of my adolescence.  More than that, though, I’m happy for those in Marinette and vicinity who identify as part of the LGBT spectrum or are LGBT allies, for they finally — finally! — have somewhere where they can find resources; obtain information on healthcare, transitioning, support, etc.; or just find a safe, welcoming place where they will not be judged for who they identify as or who they may be attracted to.

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