tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665598552477308153.post1178552888029478933..comments2024-02-17T19:36:03.936+00:00Comments on male femme: Nottingham Invasion.Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147186679298442560noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665598552477308153.post-74197392827805048732012-04-23T12:46:21.707+01:002012-04-23T12:46:21.707+01:00"So perhaps all I need is a skirt and shoes i...<em>"So perhaps all I need is a skirt and shoes in a bag for a quick change in the toilets. Perhaps a velvet skirt and some gothy shoes."</em><br /><br />Well, I tried that (along with an embroidered denim blouse and black tights) for the April Invasion, and it was perfectly fine — but the rest went no better than in February. I still felt very much the odd one out as "guy in skirt", as though people were wondering what I was doing there, and my difficulties with personal interaction (see above) prevented me from getting past that. In the end I just sat and read <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Just-Add-Hormones-Transsexual-Experience/dp/0807079596" rel="nofollow">a book</a> for a while and then caught the bus home.<br /><br />But that's just me. Don't let my experience put you off if you're thinking of going down. Sam and Maddy are great hosts and it sounds like everyone else had a smashing time :)Jonathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17147186679298442560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665598552477308153.post-35478799061261210982012-02-21T12:30:33.057+00:002012-02-21T12:30:33.057+00:00Well, I went down. I didn't wear a skirt after...Well, I went down. I didn't wear a skirt after all (though I should have done – my jeans and trainers didn't really fit in with all the frocks and heels, even if they <em>were</em> women's jeans and pretty trainers with roses on :)). Anyway, I got to put a few faces to people (or, more accurately, <em>they</em> did; I already knew what they looked like from online photos and avatars). Talked to Sam a bit – and Maddy, which was nice (how could it be otherwise with the friendliest person with the friendliest smile :)). Lost to Kate at pool – twice (pool isn't my game; try me at chess and see how you get on :p).<br /><br />And then... I couldn't cope any more and went into a bad place, which carried on for a day and a half after I got home. How to explain this... It's like I'm cut off from the world inside Sylvia Plath's <em>Bell Jar</em> and can't speak and can't get out. Alcohol helps, but only so far. Self diagnosis is very often nonsense, but the various criteria for <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avoidant_personality_disorder" rel="nofollow">avoidant personality disorder</a> seem pretty much spot on. Fuckadoodledoo.Jonathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17147186679298442560noreply@blogger.com