Happy Monday!
Have the best day you can and be kind out there.
Picture is of a painted rock seen along a walking trail.
This weekend, my wife and I got to go for a very rare weekend away. It was relaxing and wonderful and so nice to just step away from all the everything for a little bit.
Last night we got to get dressed up and go out to a fancy dinner. I felt great. One of the nice restaurant staff said she loved how my wife (with her bright red hair, red lipstick, and dress with red flowers on it) and I matched but were opposites.
Photo CW eye contact
My make up and style and lipstick and everythin had been really good in the last few weeks, if I do say so myself.
(The lighting in this photo isn't great, you can't really see my colourful eyeshadow, blah blah, I'm still rockin’ it! )
Being taken out for mothers day for the first time by my amazing BF. Feeling very spoilt and seen today. #trans #transisbeautiful #transjoy #transgender #mtf
Got a text from my son this morning. They found a drag bar in Seoul that is a celebration of queer joy and safety in community.
Previously they'd found some gay bars (they pass masc enough now as an masc-enby to be allowed in) but their lesbian friends were not. So they kept looking for a space they can all share.
I'm so happy that my son is finding their community of queers. Being on your own in a new country is hard!
'A walk in Cork' this Saturday morning (just...)
I'm openly trans and really don't mind who knows, it's liberating! The journey is tremendously deep, medical stuff is less a goal than a natural intuitive process intertwined with self actualization ...
Have a nice day
Will it be cold enough at the markets to wear my puffy jacket? Let's find out! (Also, this gets me to 98% wardrobe utilisation for the year!)
Oh, and #memade skirt. With pockets!
It’s the birthday Bun Bun. George is three years old today
I've decided that instead of "deadname", which I like but has sort of negative connotations that I feel like I want to avoid, I'm going to refer to that name I once bore as an "appellation d'origine contrôlée", or "appcon" as I'll use it.
It means "a name for a thing that comes from a specific region", like champagne, or burgundy, or bologna.
Mine was a name that, thankfully, no one has ever claimed as a feminine name, nor has there ever been a movement to use it for girls. So if I define the region as "masculinity", it works perfectly. It wasn't right for me - I'm not from there. I don't have the right to call myself by that appellation controllée.
Somehow, it lets me hate my appcon a little less. It's a good enough name, I guess, for those who come from Masculinia. But I'm not from there.
Out for a little nature therapy after work, wandering aimlessly in the woods