It's that time of year again and I'm thinking of what should go in my suitcase for Sparkle, the annual transgender celebration which falls next weekend. As any TGirl will tell you, packing the Sparkle Suitcase is a major operation!
Despite having gone at Sparkle every year from 2010 to 2015 I had to miss it last year because of an overwhelming set of problems that hit me all at once. They are gradually being resolved one by one but it's been the worst 12 months I've ever had so I am determined to have a carefree time there this year with my girlfriends.
I have only booked two nights so Saturday will be the day I am out and about and I will play the rest by ear, depending on how my face is. The disfiguring eczema that's blighted my face for 3 years is a lot better. I have managed to get out en femme a few times this spring (and I must write up about that) and on each occasion my face has been OK afterwards. In fact, I now take the nasty medicine only when I have my makeup on. So here's hoping I can manage Sparkle Sunday as well.