a place called home

I took a visit to where I call home. It's not where I now live but the place I was born. Well the area I was born for my mum didn't give birth to her little angel in a public park or at least I don't think she did!
Any way this is the view from Primrose Hill in London, this was, during my time living in Camden my own piece of heaven, I would come here to get away from the struggles of teen life growing up in a rough area and growing up with being well different! I didn't know what kind of different I was back in those youthful days but I did know that I wasn't the same as my friends,
Growing up being transgendered was in hindsight a very difficult thing to do because it is always connected with being Gay and I new That I wasn't that way inclined. back in the 80s you never saw a crossdresser except those on the television and they were always the butt of some joke or the other. if someone knew a TV they would say so in a hushed voice like they were talking about some top secret government experiment ( maybe that's it we are an experiment gone wrong) or you would pick it out from the lyrics of a song. No wonder I was confused and didn't know what was wrong with me.
At times when it all got to much I would come up here and just look out across London for hours on end. The shear enormity of the place tended to put things back into perspective surly I wasn't the only freak on the planet why did I so much want to be a girl.

Jump forward some errr many amount of years and I find myself as Helen standing atop primrose Hill with a very smug look on my face! feeling as proud as punch that here I am standing amongst a gaggle of tourists from all corners of the globe and not one is bothered my the woman standing beside them. That woman is me :-)
The above photo was taken the other week and it kind of sums up how I use to feel all those years ago. the feeling of joy being Helen but a insecurity at the same time of the fear that someone might find out that I was different in the wrong way!


This is from last Sundays outing and here you find me sat in a mainstream pub, not a Gay trans friendly pub but a good old fashion boozer in fact I use to live in the same road this pub s in it even had the foot ball on the TV. No one took any notice of me at all. That says a lot about our society and how accepting and tolerant we are as a people.
I do however have a little advise for those who want to follow in my footsteps and that is be sure of your surroundings dress appropriately and chose wisely where you go.

 

When is short too short

Hiya all

I was facing bit of a dilemma the other night over if I should wear a dress I have that is well a tad short!
Its not what you would call tarty or racy, but it is very short and when you are forty five like I am! has the time come to say good bye to these dresses? Something seem to happen to woman when the hem of her skirt or dress is way above the knee. It seems we become some kind of object of desire I really don't know why for nothing changes other than our legs are displayed for all to see.
The casual onlooker makes an opinion that the woman is free and easy and looking for a good time. when in all truth we are just wearing an item that makes us feel good about ourselves!

At my age I suppose dressing to my generation would be an idea but how dull that could be! and what is the fashion for my age group?

Its not like the Jane Austin's day when it was all laid out for the women of the day, everything was set in stone and the law should never be broken.

Now We shop in places like New Look, River Island and Top shop! these should be the safe haven of the trendy teenager but now we have taken this territory as ours lol,

It wouldn't be unusual to see a teenagers mum wearing the same outfit as her daughter and this brings us back to am I too old to wear a short dress?

 

Well here is the little number in question I don't think its too bad at all really yes its a bit shorter than I would normally wear and OK if the wind got up it could be somewhat embarrassing but does that in all truth matter after all it make someone's day!



I suppose I could just stay with the long maxi dress look more befitting a middle aged woman

Well here i am

Well like the title suggests here I am!

You will find out more about me once I start posting, This is basically a window into my life, how I feel, what I like and pretty much anything that interests me.
With luck my daughter will show case some of her makeover and fashion skills using me as a model.
our aim is to become a reference point for other like minded people so expect some off the wall idea

 

 

So this is me I am Helen just an ordinary person with an extraordinary life! A life that was given to me by nature and not like some think a choice of my own.

 

I took this photo not to long ago the theme was western saloon Goth girl or as I am a little older than a girl Goth woman lol, Ok so the Goth part wasn't very successful but the saloon girl worked out well.

I do like the old fashion romantic look, Long flowing skirts  a flouncy blouse all accessorised with pretty trinkets bows and ribbons. and of course a nice pair of shoes.