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I would be sooooooo haappy to lose a bet with this ending for me!

From http://juliesforcedfemmecaps.blogspot.com/?zx=5e758be6a65d740c



{February 27, 2010}   I sure do!

I’d love to let my feminine side out often and always.

However  I could get lost in it and really never ever want to return.



From http://caseytg.blogspot.com/



Works for me. Yep! Sure does. I am seriously thinking of making changes, subtly at first but definite and unmistakable.

After I got done with school, I searched everywhere for a job. Finally I found a place looking for a receptionist. It wasn’t exactly what I was looking for, but the pay and benefits were great. If only I had read the fine print about the extremely strict dress code. (from http://erinscaptions.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-08-28T22%3A20%3A00-07%3A00&max-results=7)

Alex was beginning to doubt the wisdom of his plan. He desperately needed a job and when he saw the ad for a receptionist at a local accounting office he called for further details. The firm’s director made it quite clear that they were looking for a female workers only as the all of their current employees were women. Alex was desperate so he took a bold move, applied for the job and dressed en femme for the interview. With the help of a local beautician he looked the part and the interview with the company director and her two senior employees seemed to go quite well. As he waited outside the director’s office he tried to remember all of the tips the beautician had given him about how to cross his legs and walk in heels. If he could just keep it up for a few months he could look for other work.

“Alexis, please come in,” the director called from her office.

Alex stood up, took a deep breath and walked back into the office.

The three women looked at him as he sat down and Andrea, the director spoke.

“Well, Alexis, we’ve decided to accept you for the position,” she said. “Mind you, we will expect you to dress as woman all the time. We’ve never had a transgendered woman working here before, but we have no objections.”

Alex, now Alexis, considered his options. He wanted to explain that he wasn’t transgendered just crossdressing for the job but he needed to pay the rent. And after, all he was beginning to enjoy the way his feminine clothes felt against his body.

“Thank you,” she said. “When can I start?” (from http://captioned-images.blogspot.com/2009/03/dressed-for-job.html)



{February 27, 2010}   My brain is wired female

I believe that sex is purely biological make-up of an individual and that gender is socially and psychologically make-up of an individual. Though biologically I do not have the XX chromosome, however I have always had some of the monthly pressure of being tense, anxious and other female maladies. My plumbing may be wrong but I have many of the other physical and emotional characteristics associated with females.

Socially and psychologically, well I communicate differently,. I am supportive and responsive, always opening a door to communication and I will convey details and personal stories, and even tentativeness. I am a very empathetic person and most often relate to other people’s emotions and circumstances. When someone makes a negative comment about anyone else, I will always try to get them to see it from a different point of view. To try and to put themselves in the other person’s shoes.

My body language is always more open. I touch others more easily and I often find myself smiling and nodding when listening. I am a caring person and I like being this way. I will almost always cross my knees and point them toward a man. I have always dangled my shoe off my foot for whatever reason, but it is may trait completely. I’ll often flick my hair, stroke my neck or twist my hair around my finger. Oh, and I doo nibble on my lip so chapstick is a constant companion. I always tilt my head and smile.

I remember whan I was young I liked pretty dresses, bows in one’s hair and playing with dolls. I was accepted and do not ever remember being tease, though when I was young my femininity was frowned upon by society as a whole. I studied other girls and women to learn what it meant to be a woma. I watched soap operas and the approval of other girls was important to me. I learned how to cook and to clean and (thanks to a single mother) how a woman functions in the business world.

I do struggle with my outer beauty, trying to “get there” but am comfortable with my inner beauty, wishing more would see it and acknowledge it. My weaknesses include chocolate, men and staying motivated enough to workout regularly. I don’t have perfect hair or nails, however do I like my eye color and the shape of my lips. That is partially why I feel I am a beautiful person on the inside. I know that God made me in His image, so to Him I am beautiful.

My gender is woman, female all the way. I am happy to be a woman and if I say so myself I do have many good qualities and well to be honest most likely a few bad ones too, that can hopefully be overlooked.

Known it all my life. Been told it many many times through out my life. I was a woman, to the amazement of some. Not to me!



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