Dressed to kill for the IFGE Convention Banquet |
The traffic light is on the verge of turning green and the anticipation is palpable. Things are getting back to “normal” in Connecticut and in a few more weeks, I will feel safe to go out en femme visiting my old haunts and some new haunts, too.
Meanwhile, I spent some time recently looking over old photos from past hauntings – recalling the good old days – when I came upon my photos from the 2004 IFGE Convention.
My friend Sylvia drove and I navigated our way to a hotel near the Philadelphia airport where we had a blast over an extended weekend attending workshops, presentations, dinners, lunches, social gatherings and a banquet.
Recalling the Philly convention, I remember attending a presentation by the mother of a young transgirl. She was very young – single digit in age.
I have no idea why I decided to attend that presentation. I was not the parent of a trans-child. My guess is that none of the other presentations in that time slot interested me, so what the heck.
The mother walked in with her daughter in tow, went up to the dais and prepared to begin her talk while directing her daughter to find a seat in the audience. The room was almost full with over 100 attendees and the girl looked a little lost going up the aisle looking for a seat.
I had an aisle seat and when the girl got to me, she gave me a big smile and asked me to pick her up so she could sit in my lap! I was speechless and she sat in my lap for the duration of her mother’s 45-minute presentation.
She was perfectly behaved, a little lady and her mother thanked me afterwords for “babysitting.”
I don't know why her daughter picked me over all the other people sitting in that room, which included some cisgender women in addition to the male-to-female majority. No matter the reason, it was the highlight of the convention for me – I passed with motherly colors!
Paweł Góral femulating Céline Dion on Polish television’s Twoja Twarz Brzmi Znajomo. You can view this amazing femulation on YouTube. |
What a nice moment and memory!
ReplyDeleteMotherness or motherlyness (they may be new words Stana) knows no gender. Just like an open-ness of spirit; tis genderless.
ReplyDeleteAngel Amore
What a sweet experience. I own a remodeling company. I can't count the number of family dogs where I have been made friends with after being told "He doesn't like men". Maybe he still doesn't.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely story, Stana. I am not surprised that she picked you; you certainly pass.
ReplyDeletePenny from Edinburgh.
Well three years ago I was standing in my front yard waiting for a friend to arrive so we could go out, a car full of young college age girls passed then returned in the opposite direction, several minutes later as I stood in my tight petal pink pocketless pants (1970s vintage) (with matching satin top)- as they passed they yelled out 'Hi Grandma':) Warmed my Heart to no end.
ReplyDeleteDear Stana , Your wonderful feminine patience , shows your true gift of Femininity .
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