Swim season

 I've noticed how Friday seems to be Chief Posting Day on my corner of the blogosphere so I'm acting with the vibe this week.

The next three months are High Summer Season here on the coast when the pools, the beach clubs and the hotels are all full of families needing sun and relaxation. It's my favourite time of year because the weather is beautiful, the colours are intense and everyone's in a good mood.

 

More try-ons

This evening I've got my latest summer dress on but paired with an old pair of wedge sandals and a very old pair of stockings. I'm pretty sure I bought the stockings in the late '90s when gloss was in fashion but they're still in perfect condition.

 

 

Swimming 

I'm ready for the opening of the outdoor pool this weekend. The one sad part is that I can't afford to come out as trans at the moment so I look longingly at my swimsuits and bikinis in the drawer but know I won't be swimming in them. Not this season at least. 

My skin is smooth and hair-free, and this morning I removed the black nail polish I've been enjoying on my toes for the last couple of weeks. I think it'll be back on at Hallowe'en, though, for some witchy fun. The blue polish I tried recently was lousy but the black is great.

 

Slimming

I have more weight to lose, but not as much as before. Earlier this week I got to the lightest I've weighed in over 15 years. I'm a bit bigger again now as I attended a bit of a celebration later and pizza and beer were served. Pizza and alcohol are probably the two least slimming things in the universe so I'll have to swim the effects off over the next few days. At least hot summers reduce the appetite and make you actually want the contents of the fruit basket and salad bowl. The one thing I notice is that my slimming is not having much effect on my breasts, which remain perky and feminine, and that makes me happy.

 

Prickly and perky 

Talking of perky and feminine, I've had two cactuses flower this week. One's yellow and one's pink. Being trans feminine, as I always say, isn't just about the clothes but about the way you respond to life, and flowers attract me.

Pride Month

Next week I'll be posting some more positive stories to encourage us in this Pride Month. The Almighty Algorithm suggested this protest song to me this week and I'm happy to copy the suggestion here. It features the Trans Chorus of Los Angeles, which I'd not heard of before but I'm pleased to have had this introduction to them. There are many trans and queer musical ensembles and choirs around the world and it seems the number has grown a lot in the last ten years or so. It's not an easy task to make a coherent choir from singers whose voices rarely correspond to standard pitches.

"You Can't Erase Us" seems a sadly apt refrain in much of the world at present.

Have a good weekend.

Sue x