Men’s Night

Last minute Christmas shopping over the past weekend reminded me of “Men’s Night” when the local stores would be open one weekday evening during the holidays to cater to men who were at work and unable to shop during the day. I remember my town doing it back in the late 1950’s and early 1960’s. Maybe your town did it, too.

One store in my town, Worth’s, took it a step further. They sent their female staff home for the evening and only used males as sales associates on Men’s Nights. The idea was that male customers would be more at ease buying gifts for their ladies if the sales people were male.

But Worth’s did not stop there. The males working on Men’s Nights crossdressed as female sales associates!

Evidently this stunt was very popular and Worth’s was very busy on Men’s Nights. Even my father, who hated shopping, took advantage of Men’s Nights and the next day, would mention the “sales ladies” at Worth’s. I always wondered if any of the male customers showed up as crossdressed female customers, but it being circa 1960, I doubt it.

I tried to talk my father into taking me along on Men’s Nights, but he never did because Men’s Nights’ extended past my pre-teen bedtime.

And so it goes.

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Patricia Sánchez, Madrid, Spain

Merry Christmas

Wishing all my readers, “Merry Christmas!”

Love, Stana

Never Too Old

 

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Warratahs Mobile Theatre Unit’s female impersonator entertaining Australian troops in 1943.

Secrets, Socks and Self-Discovery: A Sugar Plum Haven Story

By Paula Gaikowski

In the early morning mist of 1635, the good ship Lollipop gently nudged the sandy shore of what would soon become the town of Sugar Plum Haven. Aboard this vessel were a group of pioneering souls, a diverse collection of individuals who sought refuge and a fresh start in the New World. As they disembarked, they clung to a vision of a better future, one where they could build a community that was not just tolerant, but truly loving and welcoming to all, regardless of their differences.

Before setting foot on the untouched land, they gathered to draft what would become known as the Sugarplum Haven Compact. This document was more than just a set of rules; it was a heartfelt promise, a roadmap to guide them in creating a place where diversity was celebrated, where everyone could find a home and build a life in peace and harmony.

Over the centuries, Sugar Plum Haven evolved into a haven for those who were considered different, particularly those who identified as gender diverse. The town grew, and its reputation for tolerance and acceptance spread far and wide. It became a sanctuary where people from all walks of life could find refuge, solace, and a chance to thrive. In this town, the spirit of unity and diversity flourished, proving that when people with open hearts come together, they can create a community that truly embraces the beauty of individuality.

Stana, a prominent figure in the town of Sugar Plum Haven, was not just a matriarch but a beacon of strength and resilience. She was a direct descendant of Captain Christine Jorgensen, the leader of the pioneering group that had arrived on the good ship Lollipop. Stana came from a long line of Femulators, individuals who had been at the forefront of championing gender diversity and equality. Her family's legacy was a source of inspiration for her and a reminder of the importance of acceptance and progress.

Stana was not only the editor and publisher of the local newspaper, “The Sugar Plum Gazette,” but she also served as the town's mayor, a role she had taken on with passion and dedication. Her leadership extended beyond her official duties, as she was actively involved in numerous civic affairs, from organizing community events to advocating for policies that promoted inclusivity and understanding.

Her presence in the town was a symbol of the values that Sugar Plum Haven held dear – a commitment to love, tolerance, and embracing the diversity of its residents. Stana's life and work were a testament to the idea that progress and acceptance could be achieved when individuals like her, carrying the legacy of their ancestors, worked tirelessly to create a better, more inclusive world for everyone in their community.

Seymour Fraud, a right-wing politician known for his divisive rhetoric and messages of hate and intolerance, had gained notoriety with his aggressive stance against various groups, including the LGBTQ+ community. One of his primary targets was the town of Sugar Plum Haven, with its annual Sugarplum Fairy contest during the Christmas festival drawing particular attention.

Seymour had made it his mission to campaign against what he viewed as "indecency" and an attack on traditional values. In his fervor to support his cause, Seymour had a devoted young mentee named Paul Gaikowski. Paul was enthusiastic and impressionable, and he ardently believed in Seymour's messages, particularly those directed at Sugar Plum Haven and its mayor, Stana. 

To read the rest of the story, click here.

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April Ashley, circa 1960

Perfect!

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Waiting in the restaurant for the other ladies to arrive for our luncheon last week, I took this selfie. Not bad for a 72-year-old, soon to be 73-year-old lady. The gold herringbone necklace was my mother’s and I wear it whenever I go out if it works with the rest of my outfit.

Femulators and Mobsters

By Paula Gaikowski

When I'm not at my desk here at Femulate Headquarters doing my nails, I enjoy reading about the Mafia and watching organized crime movies. Carmela Soprano, with her glamorous style, big hair, makeup and her nails, oh yes! While doing so I found a fascinating and unlikely connection between the machismo world of the Mafia and the feminine world of female impersonators.  

In the 1950s and 1960s, at the height of the Mafia's influence, an unusual alliance formed between mobsters and the underground drag and gay club scene.

Stana has penned insightful articles detailing the vibrant nightlife of Club 82 in New York City. This drag club, known for its female impersonators, primarily catered to a cisgender audience. Surprisingly, it attracted Hollywood elite like Frank Sinatra, the Rat Pack and prominent politicians for both entertainment and possibly, illicit activities.

The venue was managed by Anna Genovese, wife of Vito Genovese, head of the Genovese crime family. In an era where homosexuality was denounced and essentially illegal, securing loans for such ventures was nearly impossible. Obtaining a liquor license posed another hurdle, not to mention the constant threat of police raids. 

The Mafia stepped in to address these issues, providing loans, ensuring protection from police raids through their connections and turning these clubs into tax-free income sources. The back rooms of these establishments became hubs for illegal dealings, offering gangsters discreet meeting spaces where politicians or celebrities could meet with the underworld.

Moreover, the Mafia used these clubs for extortion and blackmail, leveraging compromising situations to manipulate patrons including influential figures. According to Columbo underboss Sonny Franzese, J. Edgar Hoover may have fallen victim to such tactics, possibly explaining his reluctance to prosecute the Mafia during his tenure as FBI director.

There was a positive aspect to all of this, a refuge where transgender individuals could authentically be themselves and find community. 

In the unique world of Club 82 and similar establishments, the female impersonator acts of that time differed significantly from the theatrics of todays’ drag. These performers infused a refined, femininity into their acts, often mimicking famous female celebrities or developing their own female personas. Singing in their own female voices, dancing, and even incorporating comedy, these acts reflected a subtler form of expression.

Working in these clubs was demanding with performers often required to do three shows a night. Despite the grueling schedule, the band leaders and producers maintained high standards, expecting dedication and expertise from the performers. Many of these individuals, underpaid and overworked, lacked alternative options but found in these clubs a space to reach their potential and make a living within a supportive community that truly understood them

The Mafia played a role in providing protection from harassment. One transgender individual, working as a female impersonator, shared the profound sense of safety she felt while navigating the streets. Knowing that the Mafia would swiftly respond to any mistreatment, she felt a reassuring shield against potential harm. It was a unique blend of defiance and security that characterized this underground scene.

It’s important to note that the Stonewall, the site of the historic Stonewall riots, was also operated by the Mafia. Following the riots and the rise of the gay rights movement, the necessity for these underground clubs lessened. However, the partnership between the Mafia and these places persisted well into the 1980s. As transgender and gay individuals integrated into mainstream society, the power dynamic shifted and the Mafia’s involvement was less relevant. Today, shows like RuPaul's Drag Race have propelled drag and female impersonation into the mainstream as recognized art forms.

Understanding the covert and underground nature of being transgender or gay just a few decades ago is enlightening. The younger generations might not fully grasp the challenges faced and the hard-fought battles for LGBTQ+ rights. It serves as a reminder of the struggles endured in a culture of suppression.

(Click here if you are interested in learning more.)

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Paula Gaikowski channeling her inner Club 82, compliments of Jamie Austin

A.I.

The above image was created using Photoshop and Artificial Intelligence (A.I.), specifically DeviantArt’s DreamUp application. I played with DreamUp over the weekend, got the hang of using it and enjoyed creating femulating-related images. So I will be using it off and on for future installments of Someday Funnies. Meanwhile, I offer you a more traditionally-created cartoon that Diana relayed to me.

 

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Robert Morse and Tony Roberts femulating in a 1972 stage production of Sugar.

Stuff #23

By J.J. Atwell

Hello All

Can’t believe I’m still talking about stuff. A sane person might have wondered how much more Stuff there could be to write about. But I never claimed to be sane, so here we go!

Mentors and Allies

I’d like to use this installment to give thanks to all those non-crossdressers who are our mentors and allies. They are so important to our community. On both an individual and global basis, these individuals have made huge contributions to how we are seen today.  

JJ is very lucky to have the benefit of advice from others. “Others” as in other crossdressers and genetic girls. I found it was important to learn from those that walk the walk all the time in order to improve my own presentation. I know I’ve still got a long way to go, so I often check with my genetic girl friends, Gigi and Alicia, when I’m pulling an outfit together. I’ll also ask them to honestly critique my look after the fact.

I also included other crossdressers in this category. Perhaps it’s obvious that we can learn from other crossdressers, just as we learn from genetic girls. They have learned to deal with the same issues we are facing ourselves. Some of them are happy to share their “secrets” which we can adopt for our own. Indeed, by writing Stuff for Stana’s blog I’m attempting to share what I’ve learned about crossdressing. I urge others to make their own contributions.   

As I’ve become more active in our local crossdressing group, I’ve had a great opportunity to chat not only with the other crossdressers, but also their significant others. I’ve found these women to be a great resource for advice about my appearance and how I behave in my femme presentation. It’s also instructive to see how they interact with their other halves when they are en femme.  

I guess this column rambled for a bit. But I just wanted to pay homage to those who help us appear to be the best woman we can be. That’s what all this stuff is about.  

I’ll be back

I’d love to hear about your mentors or your allies. I hope you’ll also take the time to thank them. Until then, I’d welcome comments here on the blog or by email at Jenn6nov at-sign gmail dot com.

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Luke, Before and After

A Standing Order: Sit

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Femulating Santa’s Helpers

Yes, Yes, Yes

By Paula Gaikowski

“Yes, yes, yes,” to quote Meg Ryan in Harry Met Sally, that’s what I said when I read Stana’s post about “Why.” It really struck home. It is so true!

Our brains appear to be inherently wired to release a surge of dopamine or endorphins whenever we immerse ourselves in or identify with, femininity or womanhood.

We can all relate to that magical moment when we finally gaze into the mirror and see a woman staring back at us. Similarly the feeling of having a door opened for us or when we’re referred to as “ma’am” or “miss,” this can be an empowering experience.

“Gender euphoria” refers to the positive and affirming feelings that individuals experience when their gender identity aligns with their perceived or expressed gender. It is the opposite of gender dysphoria, which involves discomfort or distress that arises when an individual’s gender identity does not align with the sex assigned to them at birth or with societal expectations. It’s important to note that individuals may have different experiences and not everyone uses or experiences the concept of gender euphoria in the same way.

When considering gender euphoria, it’s commonly associated with transgender individuals. However, it’s important to note that cisgender people also experience gender euphoria in similar ways. Women experience the same feelings that we do when they feel pretty or feminine. They too get that shot of dopamine!

I wrote an article titled “Feeling Pretty and Gender Euphoria.” It showcased responses from women who were asked about what made them feel pretty and feminine. Many women shared similar experiences, revealing that activities like putting on makeup, wearing a pretty dress, or indulging in self-care were sources of joy. These natural inclinations are often stigmatized for crossdressers or transgender individuals despite mirroring common practices embraced by women.

I’ll extend the theory to suggest that there’s a shared element in the brains of cisgender females and ours. It’s like a spot or script, that when ignited creates a desire for feminine identification and validation. Basically, both women and transgender women have a part of their brain that’s wired to be female. I call it a ”spot” or a “script.” This part pushes them to express their femininity. Transgender women and cisgender women are alike in this aspect, showing that we all share this common thread in our brains.

Alone in an empty house, we were driven down the hallway, our confusion and curiosity piqued by the allure of our mother’s stockings and our sister’s high heels.

The question is: Where does this spot come from? Why do we have it and why don’t others? 

I'm a baby boomer and during those years, many women, including my 40-year-old mother, used a drug called DES (synthetic estrogen). As a fetus, I was immersed in a sea of estrogen, 1000 times the normal amount. Some transgender individuals believe this could be a cause, and I tend to think it might be for me, too. Does it really matter? Yes, no, but it’s certainly comforting to have a community where we can discuss and support each other on these topics.

The “where” and “why” of this spot in our brains can wait for another day. Right now my skirt, sweater, pantyhose, Rago lingerie and pair of cute pumps wait for me. I’m on my way to savor a day of being a girl. The tap of my heels, the makeup, the gentle nods of acknowledgment – that's my focus. No need to analyze, just relish. 

As Meg Ryan would say, "Yes, yes, yes" to enjoying the simple joy of embracing my femininity. Today, the only agenda is to revel in being a girl and let the why’s fade into the background.

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