Another Honey's Night (Blast From the Past Entry)

I'm so glad I don't have to worry about a wig anymore. Hopefully it stays that way (knock on wood)!

January 18th, 2003

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I set up another night at Honey's... the third so far! I wore a black skirt and a stretchy white top. Dee was so sweet to let me come over to her place to get ready, but then something terrible happened. My wig was so knotted, it was unbelievable! I brushed and brushed it until my arm was killing me. Dee saved my night. She put it up with barrettes and combed it bit by bit. What a sweet woman she is. Then she finished up by spanking me on the butt, though she's said she only likes genetic girls. Maybe Dee is a little confused over me?

Anyway, without her help, I probably would've never made it to Honey's. As it is, we got there at 11 PM. Lilly, Joanne, Vicky, Carmen, Janine, and Andrea were already there. I hear that Andrea hits on every t-girl, but she hasn't gotten to me yet for whatever reason. Janine is trying to set herself up as a she-male escort. Pretty wild, huh?

Janine, me, Lilly, and Joanne

There was some man there with a beard and a mustache. Everyone I met said, "Hi, I'm Vicky." "Hi, I'm Andrea." So he says, "Hi, I'm very attracted to you!" All I could think to say in response was, "Wow, nice name!" He kept asking me, "So when are we getting together?" (Very sure of himself, isn't he?) I basically told him I was just a little bi-curious, so he told me that when I get over my curiosity, to just let him know.

There was another guy who talked to us who had a jealous wife or girlfriend with him. I think it was justifiable, because when she went to go use the restroom, he started giving me a hand massage! He said he was starting a salon catering to tg's called, "Another You," somewhere near Honey's.

Me, some lesbian whose name I forgot, and Dee

I had a few drinks, requested "Castles in the Sky," and danced with Lilly for awhile. Everyone was gone before 2:30, except for Joanne, Carmen and I. I even got Joanne to dance for a song or two.

That's just me getting my groove on. Don't be scared.

Joanne left around 3 AM, so Carmen and I went to back to her place for awhile, since I was not yet sure when I could drive. I know my limitations with drinking and driving pretty well. Carmen obviously still likes me a lot. As we were sitting on the couch and talking, she kept rubbing her head against my shoulder or rubbing my hand. Oy.

I helped her with her computer some more and helped her join the FemmeFever forum. After that, she drove me back to Honey's and I picked up my car. I drove home and then actually snuck into the house in full Amy mode while my parents were sleeping. Risky, risky... I shouldn't do that too often.

Yup, I'm still dancing here, though I have no idea what kind of dance this is...

Now for a few unrelated happenings on some of the weekdays prior to this date. I went to the dentist in "duplex mode." * I was wearing a white stretchy shirt (totally girly), flared low-rise Mudd jeans, purple nail polish, full eye makeup, and blush. Nothing was said, but the assistant kept looking at me with knitted brows (and even more so when I closed my eyes, because I'm sure she got good look at my eyeshadow).

I also went to the eye doctor like that. They had to dilate my eyes. Of course, I didn't wear eye makeup to they eye doctor, and I couldn't wear gloss or lipstick to the dentist. That just doesn't work. Nobody said anything at the eye doctor's office, and no funny looks there. I even refreshed my lipstick in one of their many mirrors while nobody was looking.

I have now noticed a few huge patches of hair missing from my neck! I get so happy and excited when I look at it or feel how smooth it is.

I have also just started therapy with a therapist named Sonny. Not just over the girl inside me, but also on how to handle my incredibly irrational "almost ex-wife." My first therapy appointment was on Monday, January 13th, and I showed her some of the photos from the Winter Ball, the New Jersey photo shoot, and the shoot at Karen's house. At my next session, I came in duplex mode. I described my "adventures" at the dentist and eye doctor, as well as the last time at Honey's. She said that I do my makeup very nicely. She also said that on one hand, I'm very well-grounded, and it's great that I'm just being myself and not letting people get to me. But on the other hand, I'm a risk-taker. Sounds about right. ;)



* "Duplex mode" is a term I made up to signify less-than-complete girl-mode. I may have worn women's clothing with some makeup but not all, and maybe a wig or maybe not. So I may have had beard shadow and/or short hair, breast forms or not. Note that if I dress like this now, I would still look fine, since I have no shadow on my face, my natural hair is long, and my natural breasts are... well, breasts. Back then, well... I either looked stupid or just weird, take your pick. For some reason, I liked to shock people at the time. Go figure.