I received this e-mail advertisement yesterday:
Maybe I’ll receive this email advertisement tomorrow:
Senior male students at Seattle’s Roosevelt High School femulated for this 1960 show.
I received this e-mail advertisement yesterday:
Maybe I’ll receive this email advertisement tomorrow:
Senior male students at Seattle’s Roosevelt High School femulated for this 1960 show.
A lot of my incoming e-mail consists of advertisements including ads from businesses that sell women's clothing. Monday morning, I smiled when I received my daily e-missive from ShopBop and saw that its subject was "We'll Wear What She's Wearing." Yes, I will! |
Summer 2014 Paris street style
Richie Moo modeling Daniella Kallmeyer (top),
Katrin Schnabl (skirt) and Halo & Co.(earrings).
Like Clark Kent/Kal-El/Superman, I have a secret identity, although it is not as secret as it used to be. And even without Lois Lane snooping around, it can be difficult keeping my identities separate.
I compartmentalize my life in order to maintain my secret and in general, I have done a good job. Femulate readers who are determined to find me out can and have figured out who I am. And that is not a concern.
However, there are friends and relatives who do not know about Stana and I want to keep it that way for now.
One area where I have come close to outing myself is with e-mails. I have two e-mail accounts - one for him and one for her and on occasion, I used her e-mail account to compose his e-mail and vice versa.
After that happened a few times, I figured out a way to avoid the problem. I simply added a "signature" to her account, so whenever I compose an e-mail en femme, the signature is automatically inserted at the end of the e-mail. If I am composing an e-mail for him and see that the e-mail already has a signature, I know I am using the wrong e-mail account and switch accounts before proceeding. (My signature consists of a jpeg of myself en femme, so I can't miss it!)
Since I added the signature, I have avoided outing myself via e-mail.
Just a thought… imagine if Clark Kent/Kal-El/Superman was transgender, too!
Wearing Robert Rodriguez.
British sailor femulates as Miss Everton in the 1950s.
On Thursday, IT changed my computer operating system from Windows XP to Windows 7. During the process, I lost all unanswered e-mails sent to me between Wednesday evening and Thursday evening (US Eastern Daylight Saving Time).
If you e-mailed me during that time and have not received a response by now, your e-mail was probably one that was lost, so please resend your e-mail. Thank-you!
I had two big freelance editing projects to complete recently and in order to meet my deadlines, I had to throw something under the bus. That something was answering e-mails, so for the last ten days or so, e-mails have been piling up unanswered.
I apologize for not answering your e-mails, but something had to give.
The good news is that I buttoned up the last editing project last night and can begin catching up with my e-mails.
To celebrate the completion of another orbit around the Sun, I am off Thursday, but will return to our normally scheduled programming on Friday.
I got a little behind. (Nothing that some padding couldn't fix.)
Seriously, I got a little behind in my correspondence this past month. I assure you that I read every e-mail I received, but due to the weather, I have not had the time to respond to each one.
Let me explain.
We had no real spring to speak of in these parts. It seems that most of the spring was an extension of this year's winter.
When spring-like weather finally arrived, I had a lot of catching up to do, including cleaning, planting, and replacing the gutters Old Man Winter tore down in February.
As a result, I was working outside until dusk almost every night for the past three weeks. Each night, I would just crash after working outside for two to three hours (after working all day at the salt-mine for eight to nine hours).
Meanwhile, the unacknowledged e-mails piled up.
I finally had some time today to catch up. When I examined my e-mail in-box today, I was surprised that some of the unacknowledged e-mails went back to the New Year!
I tried to acknowledge all the unacknowledged e-mails. If I missed yours, I apologize. And I promise to do better in the future,
This blog's popularity still amazes me. These days, it averages about 4,400 hits per day. At that rate, the hit counter should pass 1.5 million sometime today.
As a result of the blog's popularity, I get a lot of e-mail. I try to answer each e-mail as soon as possible, but sometimes I cannot; the mail piles up and I get a little behind, but I still manage to answer most in a day or two. I apologize if I do not answer your e-mail fast enough, but I am doing the best that I can.
In a clip for Oprah's show today, she expresses excitement that her guest, Keith Urban, has been clean for four years. Hey, Oprah, I've been clean for 59 years; when am I going to be on your show?
I'm looking forward to Tuesday. A bad day out en femme is better than a good day of fishing
Just wondering if Sarah Palin can see North Korea from her backyard?
Speaking of facelifts, here are ten reasons why you should get a dog instead of a facelift.