This was definitely a very tranny Xmas. I am getting back into crossdressers and trannys. It seems to come and go as one of My kink interests. I think I want to get Me a little sissy slave of My very own to mold into a hot toy for Me and others to play with.

Mistress Veronica stayed over last night, and when she and I woke this morning she got very excited because she saw a tranny neighbor of mine carrying Christmas gifts. She called it “trannyspotting” which she said was kind of like “train spotting”.

It must have been something in the air, because it was a recurring theme to My day.

Next was the phone session I had. The subby who called had seen Me from a far lt weekend at a play party. Now that s/he was preparing for retirement and it wouldn’t conflict with his/her professional life, she wanted to start to join Me soon in real life, and spend our time together letting Me mold him into the woman that is dying to come out.

Then came the evening, after Veronica and I went to various kinky toy stores, got our pedicure and took pictures.

Originally, the plan was to go to a tranny bar in West Hollywood, before we went to spend the rest of the evening at Miss Kitties. Though that plan was thwarted, it still didn’t change the theme of the evening. You see….Mia is a pre-op transexual, and Vena is not a tranny, but a very cute crossdress once the work whistle blows at the end of the day…

I dressed accordingly for a “Very Tranny Xmas” with Vena and Mia. I wore My transmuter boots, a black vinyl skirt, a vinyl corset and My pink “vagina” which has a diagram of the vagina, it parts labeled with the latin names, and “The Vagina” printed across it in great big letters. I figured that being a real girl amongst trannies and cross dressers I would be “The Vagina”. Alternative sex subcultures tend to have good humor about such things.

Kitty’s is never short on crossdressers and tranny’s and on the dance floor I saw Calpernia, who went through a lot of hell and heart ach becoming the hot sexy woman she is today. I had also seen her last night at Perversion but tonight I didn’t get a chance to say “Hi”.

I finally met Gidget Gien and his girlfriend, after several of the friends we have in commn had been constantly talking about him for months, as if I already knew him. I guess he kind of fits in the theme of last night if you concider his icon on Myspace is of an art piece, I assume his own art, dep[icting a woman with a cock.

If you think that the only woes of a transgender person are battling their born gender and hormones to look like the same person on the outside as they know themself to be on the inside…see the movie about PFC Barry Winchell and Calpernia’s star crossed love affair called “Soldoier’s Girl”. It will make you feel a small wee bit of the many difficulties and hardships of being a heterosexual mn in the military who was strong enough to not let his sexual identity prevent him from falling in love with a beautiful woman, as a woman despite the inappropriate genitals. Visit her site at http://www.calpernia.com and support others in the fight for gay rights. It takes great courage for someone to go through what she has, get the operation to fully function as a woman, and then have to face the world not as the woman she is but the pre-op transexual she once was to help others find their way in a world full of homophobia and the additional hardship of transgender life.

Then their was the wrap up of the eovening. The lights came up and the bouncer was very desperate to get out, so everyone did the usual lingering on the side walk…where I took a picture of My “Very Tranny Xmas”.

I swear, there are so many hot pre-op and post-op girls in this town that I am starting to get as into it as I used t be in My past. My fascination with transgender and crossdressing has been present since as far back as I can remember, but it tends to go away for a year or so at a time…until I see sexy T-girls that are flawless, I date a boy who crossdresses, or I adopt a new subby or slave who is dedicated and serious in having Me train them to be a cd-slut or a poised socker mom with a little secret. The last good one was sissy-maid jenifer…

I have even been considering designing a more structured crossdresser training program, I want to get the vocal training and make-up application vides offered by Calpernia and add it to My methods I use for teaching My sissies how to not walk like a man, and to move gracefully even in heels. Sounds like a fun little project, any guinee pigs in the Los Angeles area?

Okay…so seconds ago I said…”Houston doesn’t snow”…now who the hell sucked satan’s cock for a white christmas in Houston?

Well…now that hell has frozen over (actually that would be New Orleans…I miss My hometown, but I don’t want to live there. It just feels like a step backwards.)…I am off to hang out with My crossdressing boy at a Tranny Bar before “she” and I go to Miss Kitty’s Parlour.

Okay, so last night was just a confirmation that the club Perversion is just not My type of thing.
Veronica and I still waited it out till the lights came up because we got there at 1 a.m.

So as usual when Miss Veronica hangs out with Me she crashed over… we fell asleep watching the 80’s version of Litte Shop of Horror… She fell asleep almost immediately.

We woke to one of thse lazy days where both of us weren’t feeling very glamourous…so we ordered som Thai food and decided to go for a pedicure. Being that her boy loves feet, especially dirty feet…we roamed to various alternative clothing and sex shops and she collected enough dingy color on her soles to do our usual run home to play with the digital cameras to get longnail fetish, foot fetish and dirty foot fetish pics for not just her boy but those that share these fetishes on both of our impending members areas.

So, I actually will resist the urge of PMS to dress as a frump (which is what plagued Me on Sunday when Jody Cortez took those horrid pics for Fetish Bar’s website) and dress festive and fabulous to head to Miss Kitty’s with Vena. Vena keeps saying Fang Club…but I am more a Miss Kitty’s type of girl.

I am trying to get back into My habit of carrying a camera…I want to not just have high quality shots in My members section…but also to have a bunch of casual “reality” shots and sharing of the daily ins and outs of perv life as I know it. Even the most beautiful people in the world have those moments where they don’t look so perfect…even the smartest people have momentary lapses of clarity, even the strongest most self confident people have those second thoughts and get the blues… I want to share the duality. The overly responsible work-aholic Alpha female and the bratty spoiled naughty child that ties up the baby-sitter are both Me.

Whooo, I have been substituting one meal a day with a salad…trying to ween Myself off all the garbage I eat. I have been walking no less than a mile a day (when I had more free time when I moved here I was walking 2 hours a day, I miss it.).

I think today I will start replacing a second meal a day with a salad. I feel so much better since I replaced one a day…I usually have a mandarine chicken salad, leaffy greans, just a fiew fried noodles and grilled chicken with ginger seasame dressing…I am surprised how much I like it.

I am trying to get back into My exercises, since I have been stting at the computer a lot. Maybe by new years these positive actions will start to become good habits.

Sitting on the computer, chatting with Lolita between appointments and ordering delivery food, no matter how fun, is catching up with My waiste line…so time to change what I have delivered, exercise a little between appointments and I can still chat and work on-line.

Oh My, I hate those pictures I just found from Sunday on line…I was wearing panties that said kinky on the ass and Veronica was pretending to pump Me from behind…lol. What are friends for.

She said she forgot her phone last night and wanted to call Me before coming over unannounced, but instead she just showed up and I couldn’t hear the door…so I am going to go to Home Depot and buy a doorbel really soon. I got no cuddles and pervy late night chatter with Veronica…pout…but tomorrow she is going with Me and a friend to Perversion.

I had so much fun the last show that I just had an email from Dr. Susan Block inviting Me back on for Eros Day on January 22nd.

It seems that My flaming nipple trick is a winner. She said she realy liked it…and not only that Holly Stevens (aka Holly Wood) will be back on the same day…she and I got along royally and she reminds Me of My bestfriend. Maybe I will do the condom trick next time…and bring some nasty toys.

I will have to let you know more as it comes about…
You may see the last show on the website http://www.drsusanblock.com

Mistress Genevieve
http://msgenevieve.com
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/mistressgenevieve
http://www.doila.com/gen.html

I was poking around on-line to find the various places I have articles about Me and interviews.
Here is one for the Pradise Vendor’s song about Me that plays on the radio in New Orleans on Tul College Radio…

When the song was writen, recorded and started playing on the radio I had never met any of the Paradise Vendors…but was quite shocked when it’s lyrics described My neighbor, My house and named the neighborhood I lived in at the time. An ex-boyfriend of mine was upset with Me and turned on the radio and heard it which prompted him to call Me and ask Me about it…I had never heard the song and made no attempt to so he put 3 copies of their CD in My mailbox for My birthday last year.

When I left New Orleans they were talking about re-recording “Mistress Genevieve” on the new album and re-vamping it…it actually is one of their most popular songs to date.

If you would like your own copy I recommend contacting the site below as to contact info. I know they have a mailing list as well.

http://whereyatnola.com/?id=233&issueselect=9-2004

This is the shortest day of the year, and the pagan holiday that christianity placed christmas over…light the yule log, candles, and have a great Season’s Beatings.

You may not be Christian, you may not be pagan, but Winter Solstice will always be the shortest day of the year no matter what you religious affiliation is (or what lacking of religious affiliation you might have). (But in the southern hemisphere this is summer, lol).

Eat Drink…cross dress and be Mary, lol.

I still hadn’t fully acclimated to New Orleans when I moved here (even after 4 1/2 years), because you can take the girl out of Texas but you can’t take Texas out of the girl…especially when the girl is from a long line of “Daughters of the Republic”.

Now when I get up, everyday I see the downtown skyline over the view of the 101 from the balcony of My home, everyday there is atleast one time of day, if not two that I am known to go to Hollywood and Vine, I look out the window while at work and can see the Hollywood sign, and I can see the Capitol Records building…I walk over the names on tons of stars on the side walk everyday. I have been so busy with meeting people, working, advertising, and all the crap that goes into My personal and professional existance…

You know what I want to do when I find the time?
I want to go to the Body World exhibit, I want to go to the “Psychiatry Kills” exhibit. I want to go to all of the Theme parks. I want to have a chance and a budget to go to Syren and other stores in LA and really update My wardrobe. I want to go to the creepy sunken beach town that Jaymz told Me about, and the lake where he said all these murders happened during the gold rush. Hell, I would even go on those rediculous tours of Star homes (even though tour guides are usually full of shit). I want to head down the street to Ripley’s museum, the Guiness Museum and the Wax Museum. Maybe a pic-nic at the Hollywood sign.

There were so many places I never went to in New Orleans, so many cheesy tourist things that would have been fun but annoyed Me as a local.