Current Writings and Thoughts on the Transvestite Lifestyle

© 2004 Pristine@d332.com

( note: This single page is dedicated to all the people who have taken the trouble to email me in the past six years just to let me know how my thoughts have made a little difference. I have found that it helped - in some small way - to know my situation was not unique.

Here, I go straight to many of the issues that I skirted around on my old website "Transvestite Freedom Fighter" and "The Art of Not Passing." There are no pictures here because I gather you've already seen me from my previous site. (And really who needs to see that mug twice?) As a result, the tone may sound aloof and cold. Those who know me in person will hear the laughter and care in my voice even as I deal with these somber topics. Most of these apply to male-to-female transvestites, as it is the category I am most experienced with. They are not meant to be words of advice however. Rather, they are tidbits of discoveries I have made along the way. A vision of clarity that is slowly developing as the years go by. It's a slow process. Certainly many groups within the trans gender umbrella will not find my thoughts applicable. If you find anything among these words that may help you in your journey, I'll be pleasantly surprised. All my best wishes. -Pristine)

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1.Basics

1a. Disclaimer Splash Pages

I have always been against the idea of an opening disclaimer page in a trans-person's bio or home page: "If this lifestyle offends you, please do not enter." Forget it. No deal. My feeling is that a disclaimer is equivalent to an apology. Unless you have prurient details on your page, there is no need to apologize for being who you are. People often argue that we need to educate those who are ignorant about the trans lifestyle. My defense is that there are many educated people in this world who remain bigoted. It's a fallacy to assume an educated mind is interchangeable with broad-mind ness.

1b.Justification Pages

Life is short. There's no reason to prove to strangers in cyberspace why you are you, unless you are answering to your own demands and displacing it onto an insignificant other. In this case then, you have some unresolved issues from within. Extensive writing and introspection is catharsis in helping flush these issues out into the open.

Does an everyday person write long essays to strangers to explain why she is who she is? No. She just is. In this manner, if you feel you have no issues, then just be. There are infinitely more interesting things in this world that you can devote your attention and curiosity to. No need to go to the principle's office, because there's already a queue there.

1c.Assimilation

Nationalities, classes, gays, straights, bridge-and-tunnel New Yorkers, trans people. You name it. We all assimilate to some degree or another, and it's always in the direction of those who are have the reigning voice. The singular criteria that afflicts and burdens trans-people is passing. I know of no group of people who work harder than transvestites to go unnoticed. Why anyone would labor ceaselessly to be just "average" remains a mystery to me. By wholly surrendering who you are in order to appease those with the controlling opinion is simply playing into their hands. They may have their say, but you don't necessarily have to listen. Putting too much value in a stranger's opinion is the surest way to kill one's style. When you have arrived at an internal peace, you are passing in accordance to your own criteria.

1d. Movie Portrayals

The public never tires of comedies at the expense of men in dresses. The same routine has been worn to rags since the inception of Some Like It Hot (1959). That's why I suppose the first reaction from bystanders is often laughter. When Hollywood needs to circulate the three scripts they have, the Transvestite is then employed in the role of serial killers. That's why I suppose defensiveness is the next behavior the public resorts to in our presence. Both attest to the utter bankruptcy of imagination in those who perceive the world through movies.

1e. Self-insulting

One of the strategies people on the fringe tend to employ is the pre-emptive self-insult. Calling oneself a freak is a guise for lauding one's uniqueness while condescending to the supposed commoner. The victory is temporary, because all you are doing is opening the gateway for future taunts and jeers. You may be able to take it and congratulate yourself on winning a word battle over your detractors, but the next person who falls into your group may not. Have a bit of consideration: Don't give our people a bad name.

1f. Trans Prostitutes, Escorts, Porn-Stars.

Many t* people are appalled when they are erroneously referred to as "she-males", because the label, in itself imparts an association with those in the skin-trade, and by proxy, we are then, about nothing else but sex. I have mentioned before that we are under no obligation to educate ignorant people. I do think though, that it is highly uncharitable to strike-out against those who have arrived at their posts through a series of misfortunes and trapped decisions. I am reminded of foreigners who are perceived as fools when they speak a broken second language to a fluent native. If we are to go to a foreigner's homeland, we now appear the fool as s/he speaks effortlessly. Sex workers are people who have taken a few wrong turns in life and ended up in a land we try our damnest to pretend is foreign to us all. If they could, they would get out of there as fast as we can. At the moment of our birth, we are all equally innocent.

2. Reality Check

2a. The Mirror of Diminishing Returns

One of the most fascinating topics I have been ruminating on is the sense of unreality perpetuated through a transvestite's mirror. While a big part of my intuition wants to say we have no obligation to appease the public's criteria of what constitutes beauty and allure, there's another part that plays devil's advocate, reasoning that public opinion sometimes keeps us anchored to a median of reality.

If one relied solely on the truths reflected from a vanity mirror, a truth is unattenuated and goes unchecked: A perception is petrified and hardened into a reality. Of course, there's nothing wrong with this, until the person in question decides to go from his bedroom and out into the public.

It sometimes helps to measure one's advancement through time against the views of the general public. Elderly ladies continue to wear once fashionable patterns and overcolored eye shades from generations past. To their eyes, it looks fine. Many men in dresses have been of the opinion they pass fabulously as women. We see the discrepancies, but keep our opinions to ourselves. Transvestites will undoubtedly meet harsher critics on the streets, as bystanders seem all too ready to make public their personal opinions considering our way of life. Still, one should use outside information to check against, and temper what is being returned from the vanity mirror. After all, when fashion is not about cyclical hype, it is about the changes through time.

2b. Fashion Police Brutality

Like many transvestites who developed on their own, I've never had much run-ins with peers who ceaselessly brutalize each other on their fashion sense, if only in the name of "looking out for one's best interest." I've seen and heard the harsh criticisms that these girls unleash upon each other. A few times, people have wrote me freely dispensing advice about my eyebrows, lip-color, shade application. I have steadfastly rejected all unsolicited advice in the interest of keeping the entire world from looking like one person, because really, how boring would that be?

2c. Tg's, Tv's, CD's, Pre-Ops, Dq's, and the Search for Individuality.

If there was ever a culture that prides itself in being acquainted with the restrictions of an identity, it would be the groups the Transgender (Tg) asterisk umbrella attempts to cover. How is it that the movement has been progressing at a snail pace you ask? Well, I think the answer may be found in just about any online T* groups or clubs. Take a peek at the folder, and chances are, you'll see a club folder with two or three uploaded pictures. Then it is followed by 100 personal folders named after individual girls with a few photos each. In order to ban together, one needs to abandon some illusion of uniqueness and individuality. Now I'm not saying that a Transvestite is the same as a Crossdresser. (The former attempts to pass without hormones and operation, while the latter is traditionally associated with heterosexuals who dress in the private leisure of their homes.) What I'm saying is that if you put the groups alongside each other, you'll see many similar problems we face.

If you were to put all the personal picture folders next to each other, you'll see that none of us particularly stand out as much as we had wanted to believe.

3. Dealing With Aging

I think there exists a thing I shall call "age diaspora." There is no contest when it comes to how brutal the gay and heterosexual community can be when it comes to aging: Many are forced into early retirement when they are supposed to be at the prime of their lives. I often ask myself how it is that classical musicians can find a new pearl within the countless interpretations they have done of the same piece. In this way, we must advance through time and courageously meet the inevitable.

Being bitter is the surest sign of aging. Nobody wants to hear, "oh honey, been there, done that." It shows you have been around the block and no new tricks can be taught to an old dog. The joy of youth is all about learning something new, no matter how small it may be. The value of a discovery cannot be measured quantitatively. Wherever you have been, whatever you have done, will not be felt in the same light as the next person who has an identical experience. Seeing the same thing in a different way is what Ponce de Leon died trying to discover. Being young at heart is more than just describing oneself as such.

4. Finding The Ideal Partner

4a.The Ideal Partner

There is NO such thing as an Ideal Partner. An "ideal partner" never existed and s/he never will. Why are there so many divorces these days? It's because women, once trained to accept the contents of their grab-bag pick, make do, and work hard to change its contents, have lost patience in today's advancements toward increasing earning equality. Every woman has found flaws in the man she picked. Many continued in hopes that their "handyman specials" could be improved upon. Transvestites, unaccustomed to the inordinate amount of work it takes to be the "better half," sometimes feel they deserve something extra special to show for all their unmanly troubles.

It doesn't work that way, I'm afraid. No one begins with a "picture-perfect" mate. From time immemorial, everyone has worked their way towards shaping their selection into the ideal partner of their perception. The only difference is that people have less patience in modern times. Happily, this uncompromising stance challenges both sides to evolve into greater beings.

4bi.Lowering Your Standards Part I

There's this attitude among trannychasers that since another man is really being courted, expectations among buddies are acceptable. I have experienced and heard countless horror stories where guys would ask us girls to shave, shower, put on makeup, get dressed, and jump in the car and drive across state lines to get to their doorstep for a date with them. Any genetic girl who would agree to these terms must be hopelessly desperate for attention. How do you suppose these guys became this way? Answer: We allowed it to happen.

Set respectable standards for yourself, because if you don't, it will only go downhill from there.

4bii.Lowering Your Standards Part II

Tran girls have often complained that they feel they are getting all the rejects among men. I myself have come across gentleman-callers with serious deficiencies in every possible department (even in basement offices that I never knew existed). They become this bold because they know we have a limited draw and appeal. Don't let these guys railroad you into lowering your standards. You are the one who ultimately set your limits. Yes, every man has the right to try. It's not a crime. Every girl should also have the courage to pass on just any offer. There's a difference between being realistic, and dispatching the hardened "you'll do." Allow yourself to dream a little.

4c.Stand By Me.

A man is not a man because of the size of his genitals or his annual income. A man is a man from his willingness to stand by his girl and say, "who gives a damn what these onlookers think?" The moment you experience a fellow who can stand by you, you have experienced the very best of that which makes passing possible. Sometimes it just takes one other person beside you, and the sound of two voices saying, "so what?" will drive the meaning of the words home.

5. The Gay Transvestite

I have devoted a special section to the gentle group which my heart is closest to: The fearless, the bold, the fringe of the fringe, the fat Elvis of the transgender group that needs no introduction or explanation. Yes, ladies and girlfriends, it's the Gay Transvestite.

Why are they so special? Well, for one, you could start by looking at the two words themselves, put together in a grudging union. Gays, who have been at an inner war with themselves over sissyphobia and the need to assimilate into a straight-acting world for many years, incorrectly and disdainfully lump transvestites with crossdressers, a group more associated with heterosexual and bisexual men. Now you have the transvestite, who not only willingly identifies himself with a label traditionally shun by society as deviants, but also adds the damning "gay" as a prefix, culled from those who disowned him. And all this, purely in the name of truth in advertising.

While many groups are jockeying over terms, labels, representation, and rights, the gay transvestite retains it's zen-like existence. A gay transvestite knows who he is, and needs to convince no one. There's no reason to argue. There's no need for medication. Send the hormones away and cancel all the therapy counseling. Pile on the discrimination, it doesn't make one bit of difference. The good stuff is right here. So come and get it.

But you better treat them nice. Or else, you'll have to answer to me.

6. About Me

I am 6 feet tall. I have been dressing since I was 7. I'm still learning something new everyday.

7. Archive Words of Support (1997 -2003)

7a.Support thoughts for all my Tv/Tg sweethearts

(1998)

(Once I worked in a clothing department store, and I was coming in to work late one morning (as usual), and while I was parking my car, I noticed from the corner of my eyes, a tv sitting in her pick-up truck, trying to muster up enough courage to come into the store to do some shopping. I walked in and stood inside, watching her for a while. I told all my fellow coworkers, that even though I worked in the back, if this next customer should appear to be too nervous, just come and get me, and I'll take care of her. Well, she never came in. I stood inside and watched her start up her truck and drive a few more circles around the store before turning out to the highway.

This page is a a collection of articles I wrote in an attempt on my part to soothe all of those who are experiencing conflict, suffering, and/or feeling pain. I hope it is of some help.

all my love,
F.P.W.. nov 15 1997 8:34pm)

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7a.i. Portrait of An Artist As A Transvestite

What exactly is the stigma involved with transvestites, I don't know. Not only do I love the word transvestite, but I love what it stands for and what it is. It's about movement. It's about crossing boundaries. It's about change. When you stop moving, you're dead.

What is less often addressed is the fantastic motive at the heart of transvestism. Let me put it this way: we have five established senses. We only live by two or three at most; sight being the predominant sense of all. We say, "I'll believe it when I see it." We drool and gawk at supermodels. We shape our diet to lose weight and look trim. We treat otherwise normal everyday people with special doting care because they are celebrities. Well-dressed people receive better attention in society. Painters are the first thing that comes to mind when you mention the word artist. Then there is an artist of sound: a musician. An artist of taste: a cook. An artist of smell: A fragrance developer. As you can see, the farther we progress, the list begins to get more obscure. Finally, at the end of the line, you have the artist of the sense of touch: the transvestite.

Of course, an artist actually shares with their audience. Well the reason there's no audience for the artist of touch is because people have lost touch with their sense of touch. Sure, there are many other aspects of touch. Enjoying sex is one aspect of touch, just as listening to loud music is one aspect of sound. But you wouldn't listen to heavy metal around the clock would you? There is a gorgeous palette of touch out there, and if we are to live fully and incorporate our senses to their fullest capacity, we'll have to do better than just going to a museum and admiring Mona Lisa.

7a.ii. Dressing or Cheating?

I've met wives and girlfriends who acted as though dressing was as terrible as cheating. I've never personally had the experience, but I've come across people's wives and girlfriends who reacted in a way that was nothing short of a heart-attack. The mystery behind what is so terrible about transvestism is actually what turns me on even more about it. When I think about it, it actually amazes me that people who are involved in this totally harmless pursuit get a deluge of abuse from family and friends. I had a talk with a transvestite once and she broke down in tears, she said her girlfriend could not accept her. Whatever happened to "it's what's on the inside that counts?" In an age where people are relentlessly substituting objects for emotions, why should a piece of fabric come between two people's genuine love for each other?

People see nothing wrong with husbands' or boyfriends' pornographic magazines or even an occasional whip or handcuffs. That's acceptable. Then you whip out a skirt and suddenly the power shifts.

7a.iii. Power vs. Control

I hate to admit it; but to a certain degree, it's about control over the feminine image. Each of us has an image of an ideal man and an ideal woman. When we fail to find that ideal woman, we recreate it within ourselves. WAIT! Don't run to your email composer yet! Each woman has her own image of an ideal man and an ideal woman: It is called the romantic novel. They fantasize as much as anyone else does, and when they fail to find that ideal man, they try to recreate it in their boyfriends or husbands.

We all crave control to a certain degree in order to make things go our way. No one is ever entirely innocent.

7a.iv. Time Makes Us All Hypocrites

There is a battle of contradiction within ourselves between man and woman. Sooner or later, each of us will contradict ourselves. I know a few people who are exceptions, but that's because I live next to a cemetery. It's the nature of time and how it changes situations and people that make it impossible for anyone to be consistent. If you look hard enough, you will find contradiction just about anywhere you go. The days of the stiff-upper lip folks who appear to be steadfast, consistent, upright citizens of the community are over. Today, you can be a loose, dynamic, improvisatorial person and still be an model citizen in a community. Transgendered behavior is not gaining immediate acceptance because people still have to free themselves from the tyranny of appearances and a resistance to change. You can dress in a way that others might find unsettling and yet be an entirely capable person, but people find that contradictory because what it really boils down to is uniforms. People react to uniforms and the association each outfit implies. What you have to realise is that there is nothing wrong with contradiction: It is a learning mechanism in the process of going forward.

When there is uniformity, there will be no evolution.

7a.v. Evolution

There is nothing more annoying than people who think that the human race is at the peak of its evolution. When one lifetime isn't even a gasp on the evolutionary clock, how do we know we're not presently in the midst of an ever-changing process? People who kick back their shoes and slouch on the couch think that this is the best it's going to get. Who knows? Maybe this identity combination of man and woman is part of a series of our evolutionary steps. Like the modern-day job requirements, it's no longer adequate that you know only one skill. You have to be versatile, fit to change, and know both sides of the coin. Don't feel frustrated at living a life of duality: Having both manly and womanly feelings, desires, and notions might very well be an evolution of mankind to become more versatile in expression, feelings, and compassion.

7a.vi. Talk Shows

I love the way talk shows portray transgendered people in a gaudy, circus-like caricature. When a good part of people's perception of each other is learned from and based on television, is it any wonder why many Transgendered people are experiencing crises and conflicts? I once accidentally caught a transvestite on a talk show, and her attitude was so positive, funny, and unshakable, that anyone with the slightest ounce of rebellion in him or her would have adored the hour as each moralistic, judgemental member of the audience took turns at the microphone, only to be shot down by our heroine's street smarts and audacious wit. My sweethearts, when you're down and depressed, just remember that there are those of us who will fight brilliantly for your existence, and dote upon you until you get better. :) These are insights that if talk shows were to display a bit more often, people'll actually begin to view transgendered people with more of a human angle.

Oh yeah, I accidentally ran into that talk show guest two weeks later in the city. Boy, did I shower her with compliments and words of adoration. And I was wearing filthy jeans, army boots, and arms filled with motor oil!

7a.vii. Guilt and a Sense of Identity

For some, the post-orgasm sense of guilt and frustration hits like a solid wall. I've seen people throw their dresses off so fast and with so much disgust, you could have sworn somebody put a gun to their heads to get them in those outfits in the first place. My recommendation would be this: After your climax, Stop for a moment, keep the clothes on, and relax. Try to recapture that sensual feeling you had before you came. It should feel pretty good. Then you have to ask yourself: What has elapsed between that moment and this moment? Nothing at all: It's all in the mind. Next, try going over to the mirror and looking at yourself.

Wait!, remember who you are inside. Remember you are still you. Think carefully: You are simply a human being, a member of society performing a harmless, pleasurable activity; just like someone running down to the pub for a drink or two. You can still go down the street for a drink or two after you hang up that dress. (I'll probably be sitting at the end of the bar :)))

7a.viii. Keep On Searching

When I was on a passenger plane taking off from Newark Airport, New Jersey towards Gatwick Airport outside London, I looked down below me and I could see the two major highways that stretches the length of the state. There was Route 1. and there was the New Jersey Turnpike. As I got higher in altitude, I could see cars like ants scrambling to get from one mile to the other. I thought about the passengers in each car and their anxieties, disagreements, quarrels, and anticipation of what might be ahead of them. But what I saw, from where I was, was every mile ahead of them. In fact, I could see ten miles ahead of where they were. It seemed like the combination of the time it took for them to get where they wanted to go, and not knowing what was there when they got there added to a sense of unrest. It seemed like such a farce to I, who needed only two minutes to travel their 1 hour journey and could see what lay ahead of them.

But then I thought again: What did ground control see from the satellites above me? It would seem such a farce to them, who needed only two minutes to travel my seven hour journey and could already see my morning in Paris.

We have so much to learn and discover within ourselves. The possibilities for human arousal, human expression in the juxtaposition of feelings, movement, perfume, touch, dress, and voice are almost endless. Like geniuses and eccentrics however, society will need some time to get used to us. Nothing wrong with that: I myself am still trying to deal with the fact that you can actually open a Playboy magazine, see a naked body and go into a thrashing erotic frenzy. There's something definitely suspicious about that sort of behaviour.

When I see that, I often think: "There's got to be more out there." And there is. You just have to muster up enough courage to go on with doing the things you love.

7b.How To Buy A Dress In Public (1999)

7b.i. Size and Fit

It is very important to know the size of the dress you are looking to buy. When you go shopping and you are able to ask for something by size, you appear to be shopping for someone. Also, armed with the phrase "I'm looking for this in a size 8," you have something to ask the clerk if they offer their assistance.

The best overall approach is to purchase several pieces of used dresses from a Salvation Army, Oxfam, Goodwill, Ebay, or used clothing store. They do not have to be the color of what you would want to wear, but they should approximately resemble the style of clothing you plan to buy. What you are trying to do is to get familiar with what size you are. Each style of dress is cut a little differently: A size 8 suit fits differently than a size 8 casual sweater. You want to determine the best fitting size for what you plan to wear. A good starting point for determining your size is a mail order catalog, because they usually provide a measuring chart for body sizes. From that point on, go buy some used rags and find out your size.

This section deals primarily with shopping, in your male mode, for dresses in a clothing store, not through mail order. Because not only is mail order lacking in spontaneity, it increases the chance of every tg-girl's nightmare coming true: showing up at your support group wearing the same outfit as your tg counselor! Let's face it: There's much more choices when you shop at a store, and we can't be wearing the same outfits if we expect to be as fabulous as we are!

Approach No. 1 (ill at ease but not nervous)

You can either walk in there sweating, nervous, and stuttering, "I'm buying these for my girlfriend (or wife)" and get laughed at by the salesclerk while she says "Yeah Right." Or you can go in there and look that salesclerk in the eye and say "I'm buying these for myself to wear" with a straight face and raised eyebrows, and most of the time she will say "Yeah Right," and laugh it off like you were the biggest joker in the world. It's very important, especially in completely empty stores, to walk in and initiate eye-contact with the sales people. The moment you walk into a store that you don't belong in, trust me, they are watching you. They may look like they are busy working. But they are not.

So you say "hi," with a big smile to satisfy their curiosity and immediately break the silence. Asking questions will also loosen up the atmosphere and will help dispel the myth of the creep who keeps to himself. Approach no.1 works for middle-age to older folks. Of course, there's a trick to looking a little bit embarrassed, feigning a blush, and using your body language to communicate the fact that you are feeling out of place but not nervous. Asking for assistance will show that you are not trying to avoid them. Despite continual portrayal of transvestites as serial killers and the butt of jokes in mainstream movies, women continue to feel less threatened by male crossdresser than men, so you are in good company.

If you run into a friend or co-worker, and they catch you with a 80% chiffon 20% nylon camisole in your hand, here are some things you can say:

• "Hi Bob, wanna come help me get in touch with my feminine side?"
• "Damn 90's, I can barely keep up with these kids!"
• "Bob, is it just me or do you find your wife wearing your underwear too?"
• "I share everything with my mum!"
• "It's three hundred more days to the superbowl, gotta find something to do."
• or my personal favorite: (in a rough beer buddy voice and a painful nudge in their ribs) "Hey! How about those swedish male synchronised swimmers eh?! Gaddammit!"

After they stop laughing, you just shrug and say, "Yeah, cousin's birthday in Vancouver, doing the whole routine y'know?" You trade nods and say "yeah yeah yeah..." and off you go to continue your shopping spree.

7b.ii. Approach No. 2 (take a rebel along)

We all have that one utterly rebellious friend- you know who I'm talking about. :) You get together with that utterly rebellious friend and you tell him (or her), "I'm going shopping for women's clothes." Let me tell you, any self-respecting rebel will be so excited at a golden opportunity to wreak havoc in public, that they won't even ask you 'who's it for?' However, if he (or she) turns you down, you simply throw your head up in the air and sniff, "I ALWAYS THOUGHT YOU WERE A REBEL, BUT YOU'RE JUST ANOTHER ONE OF THEM!" and usually they will be so utterly overcome by a sense of shame and inadequacy, they will immediately follow you on to your shopping caper. In the case of a female shopping companion, all suspicions become null: It's for her. In the case of a male companion, two suspicious gents are better than one: They might think it's him. That's 50% load off you. If you are worried about accusations of homosexuality, don't worry doll: Homosexuality has become so normal in the nineties, it's banal.

7b.iii. Approach No. 3 (two tv's are better than one)

The third approach is simply bringing another tg friend along. Aside from moral support, it's really lots of fun. You can become the Siskel and Ebert of fashion at every rack, discussing and critique-ing the "beneficial waist-enhancing qualities of the A-Line hem" at the top of your lungs in a manly, factual voice. You could end up sounding like two dressmakers in conversation. More importantly, I've found that when you appear to have nothing to hide, people will immediately ease up on their defenses. For additional dutch-courage, Alcohol helps too, of course.

7b.iv. Approach No. 4 (The Transvestite Freedom Fighter Approach or "The Opening A Can")

You walk in there and you do it. You take as long as you like. And you shop like any other normal human being shops- no sweating, no games, no pretending. I started using this approach when I was 15 years old. When the sales clerk or a fellow shopper looks at you, you look directly back at them. No hostility or defensiveness. You don't stare. You look at them. Let me illustrate what I mean: Say you are dead thirsty and you sit down in a public bench and start to drink a glass of water, and someone comes by and tells you can't drink a glass of water; how do you look at them? THAT is the look you give anyone who is glaring at you.

It's as if you are saying: "I am who I am and I wear women's clothes. This is what I do and this is my harmless need as a human being. I am going to look at these dresses and then I am going to buy them and after that I am going to put them on in order to live and continue being who I am." THAT is the look you give them.

ALL WRITTEN MATERIAL WITHIN THIS PAGE IS COPYRIGHT © 2004 Pristine Ann Gee (Pristine@d332.com) All Rights Reserved. No portion of this page can be duplicated, distributed, or reproduced electronically or in print without the Author's consent.