Call Me Trixie

A couple of weeks ago, I started up an account on Blue Sky: the more liberal and safer version of Twitter (suck it, Elon). I'm sure several of you actually followed me here from there. If you haven't, I'm @trixiemarie1969.bsky.social. It's mostly just me commenting on interesting or funny memes, posting some random musings as well as some pictures (no full face reveals yet), and sharing my daily blog. But onto the juicier part: I also started an online dating profile on Friday. I won't mention which specific one but it's one that supposedly caters to members of the LGBTQ community. Whenever I would try this out as my masculine self, I wasn't getting much traction at all. If I got a match, I considered that a victory. However, if I did get a match, it was usually the only one for weeks on end, they'd never message me, I'd get frustrated and bored before finally deleting it altogether. This time, I made the profile as Trixie. I do mention on there how ...

Hello, my loves. I hope you all had a wonderful weekend. This past weekend, I was in full boy mode on Saturday. I had my daughter Willow and took her clothes shopping. As I've said before, I'm still presenting as my masculine self around my daughter as I'm worried about causing any strains or confusion for her. She knows about me as Trixie but knowing and experiencing are two different things. So, I went out with a worn out pair of jeans and a grey t-shirt. I haven't shaved in over a week, so this was as manly as I could look. I took her first to a discount department store and then to TJ Maxx. Despite me being there with Willow, it was interesting to see the looks I got from the other shoppers. Granted, I'm presenting as a man in the women's clothing department but there's a female child with me. So, what's the problem? I tried to not make eye contact or would simply nod and say "excuse me" if I had to walk past anyone. But still, they seemed ...

The nice thing about Griffin being a librarian is he's really in tune with different book genres. So, when I asked him for any recommendations for LGBTQ books, he was not only well qualified but also very willing to help. The first one he suggested was Symptoms of Being Human by Jeff Garvin. It deals with a genderfluid high school student named Riley starting their junior year at a new school. At the beginning of the book, they've come out to their therapist but not their parents. Also, their dad is a congressman (and is heavily implied to be a Republican). This helps push the drama at home for Riley and the whole "will they or won't they tell them" story arc. School for a genderfluid student goes as well on Riley's first day as you'd expect. They do meet a few people whom become friends (football player Solo) or eventually something more (goth girl Bec). When they're not at school or going through usual high school angst, Riley writes a blog (another ...

As noted before, I'm divorced with one daughter from that marriage. In fact, my ex-wife married the man with whom she'd been cheating on me. Let's call him Chase. They're still together (for now) and have a son together. I do my best to cooperate and co-parent with them. I feel it's important for all of us to get along as much as possible for my daughter Willow's sake. That isn't always easy though... Due to their own financial mismanagement (good to see my ex never changes with how she handles money), they had to move out of a house that was next to Chase's parents in a gated community (which I'm sure the parents helped them pay for it) to a duplex rental on the main street of a very small town. Since they moved, Chase wanted to ask the school if Willow could have an additional bus stop. It would be closer to their new home and only be for days in which they were responsible for Willow anyway. Chase told me his plan and I was apprehensive about it. ...

Coming to grips with who and what I am means I've had several people to whom I admire. I'll be talking about each of them individually but I'll start with Effy. For those of you who don't know him, Effy is an independent pro wrestler, the current GCW World Heavyweight Champion, and is a proud, out gay man. The pro wrestling world has always had an interesting relationship with the LGBTQ community. Many times, the roles of our community have been to be the comedy act, to be over sexualized to make the straight cisgender fans uncomfortable, and even to be a role as punishment for not getting over as one's true self. In Mexico, exoticos (or trans wrestlers) have a long tradition in the culture. Once again, many have actually been straight in real life and used as comedic fodder but many have gone on to be legends in the wrestling world, such as Cassandro and Pimpinela Escarlota. When I first saw Effy, he was in a similar situation: mid card and overly sexual for comedi...

Yesterday, we covered my Sunday and how wonderful it truly was for me. Today, we're backtracking to my Saturday. It was very noteworthy in its own right. Griffin and I went to a nearby town to enjoy a movie as well as take in a local wrestling show. Our movie theater doesn't show certain movies (scary, overly sexy or indy), so we travel out of town if we really want to see it. I was initially planning to dress up as Trixie but decided to go as my masculine self due to the wrestling show. The crowds for wrestling in this area wouldn't be as accepting of me as Trixie. Still, I identified all day as feminine and was more playful, flirtatious and fun as a result (I think anyway). We started with lunch at Red Robin (Yum). This was my first time eating there and I decided on a bacon cheeseburger since their burgers always look so good in their commercials. It was the right call; the burger flavor was AMAZING! Next, we did some shopping at a department store as well as Hot Topic a...

Hello, loves. I hope you all had a wonderful weekend. Mine was eventful, as seems to be typical for me these days. I need to get back to spending two straight days of doing nothing but watching movies, TV shows, YouTube videos and playing video games. But I digress. My day yesterday was very important in my personal growth and level of acceptance as Trixie. While I've gone out now several times as Trixie, this was the first time where I stayed home as her. It was a way to help make myself feel more comfortable as Trixie and also to get my mom used to the idea of her as well. For only the third time in my life, I did my makeup on my own. While it wasn't the total disaster of my first ever attempt, it still isn't as perfect as when Kitty does it for me. I still have to sharpen my eye shadow skills for sure. As for my outfit, I went with a long sleeve black top, my black leggings, and a very cute full length denim skirt with buttons up the front. I also went with my favorite w...