I went to visit a crossdresser friend (Tammy) yesterday to try out some her newly-written music, which mean taking the subway across town at night en femme, carrying my violin with me.  On the way home—already well past my bedtime—a man sat down nearby.  (You can always tell which ones want to flirt: they sit   Read More …

For the past while, I’ve been thinking about how it feels to be a girl for a week, so at some point last week—when my research work stalled a little bit—I decided to take the week off and spend some quality girl time. This means doing all the normal day-to-day things, plus a few truly   Read More …

After I started going out dressed in 2004, I was looking forward my first Halloween. I wanted to make it a memorable occasion. That night, I decided to wear my green formal dress which, until then, had not been worn in public. I had bought that obscenely expensive dress a few years earlier, but never   Read More …

In some of my recent correspondence with other t-girls, I was asked (a few times) where my name had come from. I’m not entirely certain why it is important to know this, but I have nonetheless decided to set the record straight, or at least firmly crooked for good. “TJ” are the initials of my   Read More …