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Hello, I'm Aimee a young t-something from the UK. This blog charts my exploration of certain things that are of interest to me, most notably exploring my femininity and my interest in BDSM and all that fun stuff. Please enjoy my blog and let me know any thoughts and comments you have.

Tuesday 23 December 2008

Guirlyboi

Ok, so little nervous about this pic. As you can see, this is me without a wig so no anyone who reads this blog can recognise me on the street, oooh errr!

I had second, third, and fourth thoughts about posting this picture but the feedback and support from several friends who encouraged me to post it was decisive in my decision. That and I actually quite like this picture myself. As much as a love my new wig, it is nice to think that I can look natural and femme using my own hair. Well, I think I do, but you can make up your own minds I'm sure.

It is a little worrying thinking that now people know what I look like and I hope this picture won't come back to haunt me when I become UN Secretary General but two things convinced me otherwise.

Firstly, as much as all the fame of having people reading and commenting on my blog has inflated my own ego, I have little delusions about how many people actually read this blog. (I'm pretty certain that out of the 2000 hits at least 500 have been me checking on my site.) Anyone who reads this will have an interest in tgurls and so no one is going to out me without also outing themselves.

The second thing is that fact that I don't really care if people know that I'm transgender. When I came out to people in Japan, and to my brother it was a relief having people know about the real me and it's something I hope to achieve now I'm back in the UK (when I move down to London of course) And besides, anyone who reacts negatively is probably not someone I want to be friends with anyway.

I hope that by posting this picture it'll help me come to terms more with who I am and maybe also encourage other people not to care I someone recognises something you post and outs you. Still, doesn't make me any less nervous about posting....please me nice to me.

Monday 22 December 2008

The Beuaty of Bondage



Now that my secret love of BDSM is out in the open -not to mention the fact that I've placed a link to this blog on my collarme page- I thought that I would discuss my attraction to all things kinky in a little more depth.

Before I do that though I would like to thank everyone who has commented on my blog when they've seen me in chat rooms or emailed me at the various websites I frequent. It always makes me happy to know that people are reading and enjoying my blog and while all comments are welcome, comments on the blog itself are more so, as they allow the opportunity for discussion to develop and can influence the direction of topics I write about.

I've been drawn to BDSM from a young age, as soon as I first came across it when I was perhaps 14 or 15. I feel that, had I been born "a real girl" it would have been something I would have already have sought out and experienced. There is however less demand for a boy -especially a genderbender such as myself- from the BDSM massive. Of course tgirls are highly prized and many people admire tgurl models, but for every shemale starlet there is a rainbow of pantie wearers dreaming of what would happen "if only they had a chance." I'm not sure yet if I'm one of them or not.

What appeals to me most is perhaps the aesthetic beauty that I find from BDSM. The The outfits, the form, and the control inherent in bondage makes my tummy bubble and my loins ache. I've already mentioned how the cession of control resonates within me and bondage is the ultimate visual expression.The girl has no control and is positioned by others to be pleasing. This form can be simply kneeling in a corner or the use of elaborate outfits, cuffs, chains, ropes and collars. At the risk of sounding like a if-only-i-could dreamer, I will add that being a bondage model is also something I would seriously like, if I ever become presented with the opportunity of course.



Wednesday 17 December 2008

O Mistress, Where Art Thou?


Wherein Penny discusses the Dark side of her psyche, talks with a real life ex t-gurl porn star, and becomes an Owned sex doll for slightly over a week.

Some of you may, on occasion, have stumbled across some of the profiles i have on a myriad of sites on the interweb and so already be aware that as well as having an active interest in dressing like a member of the feminine sex I also have an interest in the deliciously dark world of BDSM.

Which came first I do not know, but for many years now my desire to dress and experience BDSM have gone hand in hand. In fact, my brother found out I was tg when, finding my porn collection which I had in my youthful folly decided to save on a communal pc, asked me if I wanted to do that kind of things to girls, to which I had to nervously reply that, no, I would much rather be the girl themselves.

I will not discuss too much in this space the various things that appeal to me in the BDSM scene, or the experiences I have had so far -to do so would make too long a post and drain the interest from all but the most avid and intrepid of readers- but will let you in on an experience I've had in this last week.

One of the websites I frequent is Collarme, a wonderfully inept website for finding the right kind of person I'm after but spectacular for finding an assortment of weido's, wannabes, and money whores. (I apologise for the aside her, but this week I messaged as so-called Mistress asking to talk and received the reply that to do so i must top up her phone in tribute. When i declined to do so because i believed it undermined the fundamental trust between a submissive and a Dominant she disdainfully declared that she had no time for freeloaders!) It is very difficult to find people who not only match your kinks, but also your location, as wells as being physically attractive to you. This week however I got as close as I've been for a long while.

I met a Master who certainly ticked all the boxes for the way i liked to be treated, he said the right things and made me say the kind of things i love being made to say. he was also well educated, well off and well endowed. (the last bit is actually a lie, i didn't see his member, but felt I had to add it for literary effect) The only trouble is that he was much older then me and I was not sure how physically attractive I found him.

We chatted for a while on messengers and mic and even arranged to meet. i was nervous but took all the normal precautions of making sure it was public and I could get away if needs be. At this point, to dissuade any undue disappointment of anyone expecting a tale of a steamy sojourn i'll tell you now that the meeting never happened. The trouble was, i think he disagreed with me on the basic principle that while a submissive does indeed submit, she is essentially an equal to the Master.

I'm a big believe in equality, and that doesn't mean I don't get excited about name calling, and orders, but I think that a Dominant should care for their subbie and graciously accept and respect the gift of submission they are given. In short, they should expect no more of the subbies time and effort then they would give themselves and should trust them as much as the subbie gives them trust.

This is where the relationship broke down, i felt I was giving much of what he asked, my time in writing reports, and by thinking of him all day (it really was very exciting while it was going on) but I did not feel I was getting the same in return. We talked most days and then I didn't hear from him for a few days. I gradually stopped writing reports as I was getting none back, nor a list of instructions/rules that had been promised. I naturally assumed that there had been some problem, that he would get to me when he could, and that something must have just come up. As it happens I was right. Perhaps. However unfortunately he was not such a positive thinker.

After a few days of nothing I got a note left on my messenger "I suspect that you no longer want to continue this relationship." I was incensed, ok, i had not written for a few days, but i had been on and waiting and had been thinking of him alot. I assumed he had his reasons for not writing, but he assumed that I had lost interest or something. And in doing so, I did.

For me, my attraction to a Dominant is largely based upon respect, and for him to assume the worst i had lost some of the respect i had had for him. He tried to explain saying that his father had been ill and he'd been busy, and also that he could not meet as planned. Whether this was true or not matters little, i would like to believe him. But to assume the worst of me i felt was disrespectful. I told him I needed to reconsider things, and maybe I will. But since that happened, several days ago now, I have no heard from him. I will see how things go in the future but I am not holding my breath. Oh well, maybe when I move down to London....

Disclaimer: Penny apologises for the false advertising about meeting a real life ex-tgurl porn star. This is in fact true but she sadly felt this post would be too long to mention it in this space. Penny apreciates all comments from her readers especially those which may lead on to future blog topics. If there is anything you would like to know more about please leave Penny a comment and she will endevor to touch upon the subject in the near future.


Sunday 14 December 2008

Red, Blonde, or Raven?

Found this fun programme online that allows you to do a virtual make over on your very own pc. I've spent hours and hours of the last few days playing about and experimenting with different hair styles to see what might suit me. These are the best three that I liked and aptly are three different colours.

For the last few years I've had dark wigs and have started creating my look based on that, but as a natural red head I wondered if I should think about going for a similar colour to my natural hue or maybe even blond.

I'd be glad to know peoples opinions of these pictures. I also tried some shorter cuts but the pictures didn't work as well. Still a little bit of length is nice and feminine. I do like cute girls with short funky hair styles but I'm not sure how effectively I could pull that off. It would be nice though to be able to have an andro cut so all I have to do it pop on a bit of make up to look more femme.


Saturday 13 December 2008

The London Job...

So finally, after weeks of waiting I found out about the London job yesterday. I've been so nervous the last few weeks knowing that if I got the job I'd be moving down to London in the new year and have the opportunity to dress and go out that I want so bad. Well, to cut a long story short, I didn't get it :(.

I won't say I wasn't gutted as I was, feeling a little depressed right now especially as my temporary contract expires next week so over Christmas I'll be an unemployed 25 y/o with no job living in the smallest room of my parents house. What a prospect I am!

But oh well, at least the job wasn't my dream job, maybe the fact that I told them I saw it as a starting position that I'd only do for a year or two made them less likely to employ me? I know in the end it was between me and one other person and I'm just wondering why they went for him and not me? Did he have more experience? Was he a nicer person? Was it just the fact that they couldn't choose between us and they saw him a week after me and so had forgotten me? I dunno. My mum wants me to phone to find out but to be honest that doesn't sound very appealing to me. I just want to move on.

Monday 8 December 2008

Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage



Ha, too funny! I swear I didn't fiddle with this honest! I do however find it quite funny that the programme I used seemed to think I was asian (or should be asian perhaps.) It's actually quite a compliment as I do find asian women -and especially asian ladyboys- have a beauty I can only dream of. I've always said if somone had given me the choice to have been a girl at the start I would have deffinatly taken it, and if they'd offered me the oppertunity to have been an asian girl i would have bitten their hand off!

As complimentary as it is I'm not going to take it seriously, I don't think I'm going to get mistaken for Hamasaki Ayumi or Otsuka Ai walking down the street any time soon. So any thoughts? Do you think I *could* pass as a girl, or even pass as an asian girl? When I was in Japan, and before i changed to this current name I used the last name 'Suzuki' for some unknown reason and even after people saw my pictures I still, on occasion, got asked if I was Japanese or half Japanese, so maybe it isn't quite as far fetched as I might think?

Friday 5 December 2008

Fun with Flickr


I decided to put some of my pictures up on flickr recently and am very glad I did :) I've had lots of people looking and many making comment. I fell like such an attention whore but it's just so nice to know that people are enjoying my pictures. I even put up some naughty ones but decided to limit the access as I wasn't too sure about showing too much to anyone who fancies a peek.

I made a link on my flickr profile to my blog here so hopefully I have a few new readers, although I'm still waiting for people to make some comment on here.

I also popped one of my pics up on hot or not also. This was a little scary as it would be in amongst pictures of 'normal' people but I just couldn't resist. Currently I have a rating of 5.9, which actually I'm quite happy about. Ok, being marked 5 out of 10 isn't the best result but I am up again people who were born with boobies and the fact that I've not been given a 1 by everyone for being a bloke in a skirt, so 5 out of 10 isn't too bad. I wonder how many people realise that I'm a tgurl from my pictures, does everyone know, or am I fooling all the hotornotters? Who knows. There's a link to my page on here too, so feel free to vote for me on there too, hehe.

On the subject of voting I'm getting my pictures rated on tvchix as well and been getting alot more 10's which makes me happy. Slowly I'm creeping up on my ratings and am wondering if I'll be able to make the top 25 this month.....exciting times.

Lastly, I'm still waiting on that job. They should have gotten back to me by now *grumble grumble* The fact that I was in the last two though means that they're going to ring me whatever the outcome, so no news is not necessarily bad news....

Monday 1 December 2008

New Pics!

I had a wonderfully fun few hours this morning, finally, for the first time in weeks I had the house all to myself and was able to try out my new corset and wig and take some new photos. I always find that in order to get one relatively cute pic I have to take at least ten others. So you can guess how many pictures I had to take to get twenty that I was reasonably happy with. I would have probably have taken more, but unfortunately the batteries on my camera -which were new and fully charged- ran out. I have more pics on my flickr page which I'll try to put a link up once I figure it out....

Sunday 30 November 2008

Visual Aspirations


I had a very nice talk with Keliana last night about how i hope to look. The picture here is one of her suggestions for the look i might aspire too. I've never been a blond but given my fair complexion may it is something i should consider. The look here is quite different to the prospective look i posted a few days ago, with softer more feminine styles chosen over a more trendy outfit. I think i'll defiantly need to try both to find out which is more me, but any comments are welcome.

Keliana and i swapped many pics last night and it was nice to know that we share so many similar ideas. One of the common ideas was an attraction to completely femme boys, that is to say, boys with slender smooth feminine bodys, possibly with pierced belly buttons and long nails, but no hint of breasts. A boy with a perfectly flat chest whose chooses a feminine form. I love this look so much and I think it is what I aspire to most of all.

I need to start at once really as my current figure, though petite, is not quite as slim as i should like. It is a little difficult while living at home but when i move i shall have to get my diet right to achieve the right figure. i keep my body smooth already, but Keliana suggested that i might get waxed when i make my move and this is an idea i like very much. As well as her suggestion to go shopping. I hope to have only girl clothes in my wardrobe so even when in boi mode i can achieve a more androgynous femme look.

I find out about my job in the next few days and so am crossing all my extremities that i'll get it so that i can move down and start working on my dream.

Wednesday 26 November 2008

Prospective Look #1?

I must admit, for better or worse, I do -on occasion- look at naught pictures. Although for me most of the time when I look at pictures it always makes me think "I wish I looked like that" or "I wish that was happening to me" if its a particularly naught picture. *whistles nonchalantly*

I don't normally save pictures, but on occasion -when I see a pose, outfit, or look- I save it as something to aspire too. This picture with the post is one I came across today. I love the way she looks so much, the funky hair, the sex piercing and the awesome outfit. I wonder how close to that look i could get? I think my skin tone is quite similar, both of us are very pale, and wigs can do wonders. So I thought I'd post this to give some idea of what i aspire to.

Tuesday 25 November 2008

A Little Extra Pocket Money


I had a second interview for the London job yesterday, its down to me and one other person now which is very nerve wracking. I went down to London to meet the team and have a look about and the other person will go down next week which means that I have to wait until then until I know. So fingers and toes crossed.

I'm really excited about the prospect of moving down even though this is only a low paid entry level job, but the prospect of living, working, and partying in London is too good to pass up even if I have to consider getting a second job to bring in a little extra pocket money.

This might not be too bad actually as I've always liked the idea of working in a bar, especially a tgurl bar. It would be fun to have somewhere to go and meet people on a regular basis and actually get paid to dress up and be convincing. It's something I'll defiantly look into if I hear back positively in the next week. I'm sure I've spoken to people in the past from tgurl bars who were looking for bar girls. If anyone knows of any vacancies let me know.

Monday 24 November 2008

Things somone really should have told you

I like lists :) especially funny ones. I've decided to start this list entitled 'Things someone really should have told you' about some things I've come across on my adventures through netland that really wish people were aware of, such as:

#1 PVC can make you look fat. Especially if you are fat. If you are fat, especially if you're especially fat, you probably should think again about wearing PVC.

#2 I would rather see your face then your penis. Now I have nothing against penis's per se (is that the plural of penis? Penisi? Penises?) and I'm sure that your particular penis would rank highly on my all time list of penisi should I be inclined to write one (I like list, but not that much) but really, if you're going to approach me in a chat room I'd be much more likely to talk to you if your profile had a nice face shot rather then a nice head shot.

#3 So your cd/tv/tranny/tg go you, wave your freak flag high girl. But you should know this, you don't *always* have to dress like a 15 year old slut. Now dressing like a 15 year old slut can be sexy, particular if you have a nice figure and can get away with it. But it can also be a little bit iccy too if you are in your mid forties and can't quite get away with it. Now I'm not going to prescribe what people should or should not wear (i can feel the hate mail piling into my in-tray as i speak) but if your one of those who can't quite get away with the jail bate street walker look there is allot you can do by wearing clothes that are perhaps more fitting to your natural grace.

#4 If you IM me repeatedly in a chat room and I don't answer, this can mean one of two things. First, I am away and will get back to you at once when I have the time. Or secondly, "Fuck off and leave me alone you perverted hairy panty clad creep.


*This list will be updated*

*Disclaimer* It is not my intention to single anyone out or be especially offensive to people. These views were written tongue in cheek and from a humorous angle. There are of course many exceptions to what I have said and were written in a lazy casual way without anyone in mind and without any intention to offend. All criticism is welcome, but please deliver it in a mature and friendly manner as I don't want any flame wars. Thank you

Getting Dressed for the Day




Since returning from Japan in the summer I've been living back at my parent place. I get on very well with my parents, although I haven't quite gotten around to telling them I'm tg just yet, and this makes opportunities to dress a little difficult as I wouldn't generally want them to find discover my open thoughts on gender by walking in on me in a skirt. Today however, was one of the rare occasions when I got to dress without worry of being interrupted.

This was doubly exciting as it was my first real opportunity to try out the corset and the wig that I got when I was in Manchester. I currently find myself sitting on the kitchen table on my lap top, a sex black corset with a red ribbon down the middle clinching my sides into a more feminine frame. This corset was only cheap and so there are no hooks to put it together and I had to squeeze into it and then tie it up. The only way to do this was from behind so the knots were not easy. I was so proud when i got them done! To go with this i have a cute short checked skirts which i have matching panties for, as well as some fishnets and sexy 4" heels. The whole look is totally yummy that I've been staring in the mirror all morning. The only problem sadly, is my face.

That's not to say I'm particularly ugly (although I'll be the first to admit that I'm no stunner) but as a boi (and remember I've said I'm happy being a boi in the past) I look quite dashing with a beard. As I have interviews and stuff this week I've felt that I've had to keep the beard which of course, naturally clashes with my cute outfit.

So sadly no pic of how cute I look today - although I do promise to have one of this outfit up asap- but I've put up a slightly older picture that I took a month or so ago as compensation. I hope that will do for now, and I look forward -as much as you do I'm sure- to taking more and sexier pics soon.

Saturday 22 November 2008

London Calling


I got a phone call from the job I went for! Ok, so it turns out the want me to go back to London next Tuesday for a second interview, but it means that they like me enough to consider me for the job. It turns out its between me and another person who has the interview the day before. The last slot is always the best place to be so I think I've got a very good chance of getting it.

I'm so excited at the prospect of moving down to London, getting my own space and a chance to meet new people, and of course the oppertunity to dress and go out as I please. I still have a long way to go, and theres no guarentee that I'll even get this job. But the light of London are on the horizon.

Thursday 20 November 2008

Red Sky in the Morning....


I got to see the dawn this morning. The depressng thing was I'd already been awake for two hours before the sun decided to show up! The sky was red as the sun rose, an omen for the day?

So today was the big interview was today. I got up at 6, was out of the house for 7 and didn't get back home till 10. All for an interview from 11:30-12:30. Anyway, it seemed to go as well as could be expected although my lack of experience could prove to be a fatel floor. How I hate these catch 22 experiences. I can't get a job becuase I have no experience and I can't get experience becuase I can't get a job! Saying that, I am doing voluntary work so I am being proactive, but is it going to be enough? I'll find out about the job next week so fingers crossed. If I don't get it I might have to pester Keliana about that PA position she mentioned.

Oh yeah, and I figured out what red sky in the morning means.....theres clouds dummy.

Wednesday 19 November 2008

Job Interview

Tomorrow is going to be a big day. I've been hoping to find a job down in London for the past three months and tomorrow I have my first interview! I'm not expecting to get the job necessarily, it is my first interview after all, but I'm hoping I might all the same!

Since getting back to the country in July I've been staying at my parents. As much as I love them I've still to get around to tell them that I'm tg (and still unsure if they *really* need to know) and so the chances to dress and express my femme side are few and far between. The prospect of getting a job in London far away from home is therefore doubly exciting.

I wouldn't move to London just to get a chance to dress of course, but the chance to start a career, live in a city like London *and* the opportunity to dress is too good to pass up. So wish me luck, if not in this job in the next, and who know in a few months maybe we'll be bigging it up together in London town.

On another not I hope you like this picture I chose to represent my interview. Its actually pretty close to what I'm going to wear tomorrow, a cute white shit, black top and with a nice professional looking leather folder. Sadly I won't look as pretty as the girl in the picture, but give me a little more time ;)

Tuesday 18 November 2008

What's in a Name?

Anyone reading this blog after finding its link on one of the tg sites I roll around on might be a little confused at first by my name, as it's not the one I normally go by. Originally I wasn't going to link this blog to that name, but as I'm having so much fun writing it I'd like more people to know about it and read it.

My current name (at least on this site) Penelope Bailey, came along after I was chatting with one of my friends Keliana. I'm job hunting at the moment and looking for something down in London. Keliana lives down there and is a glamorous jet setter, so I jokally suggested that i should be her PA. This idea took hold and then we started chatting about how it would be, how I would book all her appointments and make her arrangements and how she would make sure that her glamorous little PA was kitted out in all the best labels and the cutest little strappy heels on the market.

We decided that this PA would need a new name, something that sounded professional and classy, but could also be affectionately shortened. Penelope was suggested and we both liked the sound of that. We also discussed what last name would sound right for an expression like, "My assistant Ms XXX will make sure you are comfortable". Out of the different ones we tried Bailey seemed to sit well, and -as it's also one of my favorite drinks- we decided that Penelope Bailey should be my new name.

I do like the sound of it, but I still keep coming across other ideas of names that i like the ring too. "Virginia Davenport", "Angela Stapleton", "Georgina Pendleton" hmmm so many different ideas. Well I always find the names I like the most are the ones people have given me. And as Klarrissa has given me Penelope Bailley then I'm more then happy with that. :) Although I am intrigued as to any suggestions that others might have. Do I look like a Penny? Do let me know, it would be amusing to see what might be suggested.

Monday 17 November 2008

Hanging out in Manchester


Three of my favorite things in life are chatting over coffee, shopping for clothes, and going to the movies, and today was one of those rare occasions where I got to do all there. And with the added bonus of doing it with a really cool chick too.

One of the websites I like to hang out on is www.tvchix.com. It's a pretty standerd tg and-all-that chat room with its fair share of weirdo's, perverts, and crazy people (none of which are necessarily negative) and also the odd person who seems cool and resonably normal. Or at least close enough to normal that you wouldn't be worried about never being heard from again if you went to meet them. And Jess is one such person.

We'd been chatting for a few weeks and had camed enough times to know that the other person wasn't some deranged fifty year old psychotic with a handful of random tgurl pics. So as I wasn't working on Monday we decided to meet and hang out. I had a really good time with Jess, she's a recent post-op and a really funky lady so it was cool to hang out even if i did have to turn up in boi mode. I'm a long way of being able to walk the streets fully dressed in gurl clothes, but it was nice going about the town with someone who knows who I am. I managed to buy a cute corset in a funky store they have there and Jess let me pike her old wig as she has no use for it any more. I can't wait to get the chance to try them on and take some more piccies. Which of course I will post forthwith.

love ya
Penny

A bit more about me


So I realised in the first blog or two that I gave out some pretty criptic info and wanted to take some more time talking about what I meant here.

First I'd like to say that Penny is not a persona, but is who I am. I know many people who talk about 'not having had time to be Charlotte', or 'going out as Amanda' but for me thats just not having time to dress or just plain going out. I am Penny, I always have been Penny and I always will be Penny, its just who I am, although that doesn't mean I always have the chance to dress in girls clothes, but I'm Penny no matter what I wear.

The other thing I wanted to address is why it's taken me so long to want to be dressed more. On one hand I'm saying "This is who I am" and on the other I'm saying "I've only been out dressed a couple of times" so why doesn't everyone know who I am and then I dress how i damn well please? Well the simple answer I'm afraid is fear. I'm not a big fan of "coming out" and my parents and many of my close friends who I've known for years don't know I'm transgender and frankly I'm terrafied of telling them. I don't know if it's becuase I've known them for so long, or possibly becuase I come from a Christian background -and still consider myself as such- and am not sure how open minded some Christians can be.

Now thats not to say I'm a closet transgenderist (or cd if you prefer) but its just hard coming out to the people who have know you the longest. Especially as on one level I don't think the *need* to know. (Ok i realise i'm making lots of contradictions but I hope you'll let me off for now). I have come out to several people, my brother firstly whose a wonderful guy and this then gave me the courage to come out to some of my closest friends in Japan where I was living at the time. It was really nice to have a group of people who knew who I was. Essentially thats what I'm hoping to do now. I want to move to a new place and be open about who I am to the people I meet. Its a lot easier telling new people about who I am then telling people who have known me for years.

Sunday 16 November 2008

Penny Picture


This is a picture I took in Tokyo on my first ever night out! That seems a long time ago now, 18 months, it was such a good night. I've only really been out once since then as my chances have been limited for various reasons. However, at the time of writing I'm preparing to move to a new job (once I find one that is) in a new city and hopefully start a new adventure!

Welcome to my Blog!

Welcome to my blog! whooo hoooo, yay! and all that jazz.

Hello everyone I'm Penny and I guess I'll just start of by telling you, my readers, a little about me and give a few disclaimers. Sorry about the disclaimers, but I'm a very confused/confusing person and so it's probably best that you understand where I'm coming from from the start.

So I'm Penny, a 25 y/o t-something from the UK. No I don't really get all the transgender definitions and everyone seems to have a different take on what the different labels mean. As I have no great desire to pigeon hole myself I'll tell you a bit more about myself and you can make up any labels you like if that's what floats your boat.

I was born and live as a boy, and I'm happy with that, although in the back of my mind I've always wondered what it would be like to be a girl. I remember dressing up and playing with my little ponies as a child, finding the Internet and telling people I was a girl (very bad, lying is not nice *slap on the wrist*) until I realised THERE IS ANOTHER WAY!

I started chatting to people online and got more comfortable with that female part of me. I enjoyed people knowing who I really was and being cool with that. I don't think I'd consider a sex change any time soon (as I said I'm happy being a boy) but I want to explore being a girl too.

Essentially that's what this blog is (or will be) my exploration as a 21st Century Child.