Saturday, September 30, 2006

A night on the tiles

Another week shoots by eh?

All good things come to s/he who waits?

After a few less than productive shopping trips, I hit paydirt this week. Not only did I manage to get a pair of round toed stillies in my size (that were not cripplingly narrow) but a got a new wrap dress too. Yes, they may be soo last season, but then so are the ever flattering boot-cut trousers and I shan't be chucking them out any time soon. Especially if the alternative is leopard-print. Hell, I'm a tranny and even I won't touch that. Obviously, I'm just not down with the kids. :-D

The funny thing about buying women's clothes when you're a guy - and I don't know if you do this too - is that I feel obliged to pick up at least one item of male clothing before I go in. I guess it's cover should I be asked, but in all the times I've headed off to the changing rooms with the basket loaded with a blouse, clingy top, two skirts and some shoes, I've only ever been asked once to leave something behind. Even then, the retort of "Well, they were the last pair and I'd rather hang on to them" was met with a shrug and I went through. At least H&M just have dressing rooms rather than his & hers. Maybe they know their market very well.

Style Snobs

The other day I was sat in the canteen munching on an apple (diets - ack!) while two ladies behind me were discussing clothes. One of them was saying that her friend had bought her child something from Matalan and she was saying that she never shopped there because it was "just cheap". To be honest, I found this a little bit odd. Often the person in question looks like they've just stepped out of any high street catalogue: Matalan, Next, Additions, Primark, etc.

All of this bluster made me wonder: if it looks good and it's inexpensive, what's not to like?

An evening with the girls

For the first time in a while, I headed over to the local social group for an evening of chat, tea and ...ummm... more chat. It was great to be out all dressed up and it was great to hear what the regulars had been up to. It was also nice to see a new face (Hi Katie!) and discuss the christmas party ideas.

Feckin' Womens' knickers!*

One of this month's glossies has a quick article on the perfect bottom shape. The piece detailed the ideal shape and that Ann Summers are selling WonderBra's Curves Up shapeware. Basically, something we trannies have been a) hankering for or b) wearing for a few years now. Seems that the cult of the lollipop now need extra padding in the rear department. Still, I'm not going to complain. Considering that Curves Up are now available on the high street for 20 quid and more specialist vendors charge a lot more.

I did have a wander around M&S earlier this summer after seeing the effect their Magic Knickers had on a punter on How to Look Good Naked. But, going in bloke mode to try some on is never easy is it.

* So spake Father Jack, who in a fair and sane world would either a) give Thought for the Day or b) have his own life coach programme on the telly.

Friday, September 22, 2006

The weekend, at last

Coo. What a week! Busybusybusy. I'm glad that one's over. How've you all been?


Have you been watching any of those lifestyle programmes on the telly recently? You Are What You Eat or Spendaholics?

A while ago the Beeb used to run a programme called Your Money or Your Life - which I rather enjoyed to be honest. Anyhoo, initally the presenter would show a person their debt using one pound coins for each ten quid of debt. All rather simple. However, I think the media luvvies must of got bored of that - or moreover, thought we the simple viewing public would - and switched to more and more bizare representations of debt.

So how is this wasteful? Well, You Are What You Eat lines up a week's worth of food on a table while El Presentde berates the hapless soul. Unless I missed it, has anyone said, "Yeah, my diet is sh** but what about all this f***ing food you're wasting!"

Hell, if I was sort of a pie or two, I'd be following Mz McKeith from house to house hoping she's leave week's worth of food literally lying around.

Spendaholics isn't quite in the same vein, but the odd ones I've caught do go in for the most bizare representations of money. One of the oddest was filling a guy's sitting room with tiny polystyrene balls - snow, apparantly - with each one being a penny that he owed to Mr Credit Card.

What next? A series of lyrca clad dancers twirling away from HSBC and rubbing themselves against shop windows while the presenters castigate this week's target from a car park roof perhaps? Actually, writing this type of stuff down just isn't safe. They'll probably do it.


Bit of a telly theme this week eh? Shucks. Well, nothing to do with the late Mr Whitely, it's (hopefull) going out time next week. I think it must be something to do with the darkening evenings, I'm almost looking foward to it. :-)


This video from YouTube made be laugh. Are TV producers raiding Fictionmania? :)

Friday, September 15, 2006

Good times

Brain says 'no'

Do any of you out there in radio, TV and blog land get this? You hit the 'create post' button, fingers hover over the keyboard and then.... zip. What you'd previously thought up as an oh-so witty start-up turns out to be, well, just b*ll*cks frankly. Thank the Lord for the delete key eh?

Links Schminks

Those of you with eagle eye action (note: this is not kinky TV slang) may have noticed a few changes to the Links section. I've added a few other blogs/homepages thingies and there's also a link to Browsar. It's a handy little program that runs a custom version of IE. This keeps all it's footprints well hidden from the OS and makes sure you don't have 'pretty courts +size +8' in your history file. Please note, I'm not saying that you should ditch your browser du-jour in favour of this, but, sometimes it's handy to have another gadget to fall back on.


Nothing new in TG land this month, although I'm hoping to go out next week sometime. Not sure when. What brough some of it home is that we changed the car at the weekend. Funny how you attach memories to inanimate objects isn't it. Anyhoo, that was the car I'd been out in the most. Kinda makes me wonder what the future holds....

Good times

Apart from replacing the car, we've also come back off holiday. A very nice few days soaking up the sun and messing around in the very large heated swimming pool (tropical paradise + water chutes = fab). The WeeMan was loving every minute of it. Work - who needs it? Well, other than to pay for holidays that is.