A big t-girl from Liverpool who lives with her mum and can be quite a gobby cow because I tend to speak my mind...I can be quite outspoken at times. I'm also quite sweary, like to dress up as a soldier girl, air stewardess, dominatrix, bus driver (NOT Arriva) etc. This is the fourth account I've had to date; one I had to say goodbye to on my mum's orders while the others got fucking terminated by the Flickr police. I'm quite a clever chick and have been called both a walking library (because I'm always bringing interesting books in for my support staff to read) and a walking encyclopedia, because I'm quite knowledgable. At risk of sounding big-headed, I'm probably the most brainiest cow in the whole of Liverpool (to paraphrase the late Orson Welles)!

I said at the start that I was a big girl, well, I am in more ways than one! Not only am I Michelin Woman but, back in July (2025), I decided to get bigger boobs and I'm quite proud of my chumbawambas, which only cost just over thirty nicker from Amazon. Mind you, my GG friend and support worker Hayley Brown has got much bigger ones...I don't call her 'bangers' for nothing! Oh yes, she's probably got the biggest bangers in Liverpool! But, underneath all this is someone with a disability who is just struggling to cope with modern life. When I was little, I didn't have my eyes open wide enough to take in life as it was back then (in the 1970s); how my mum looked and everything.

One thing I DO know is that my mum (like most young women back then) wore midnight blue eye shadow so that's the look I aim for with my makeup. Smokey grey, slate, various shades of blue (not to mention green) is what most women wore back then, as well as plenty of mascara. The trouble with the black stuff is that your eyes tend to water if you put too much on and, once that happens, you look like Alice fucking Cooper! It's very embarrassing having a 'makeup malfunction' in public because it's not normal...it's a wonder I haven't had any ocular fucking infections!

I start off every Monday and Friday morning with foundation (or 'face blanco' as I call it), squeezing a tiny smidge of it onto the sponge. Once that's done, I crimp my lashes before applying neutral lippy and the initial coat of mascara...Technic Mega Lash (which I swear by, girls) to be precise. That's followed by Rimmel London Scandaleyes but ONLY if needed because too much of that can cause one eye to water. Finally, it's the eye shadow, followed by two more coats of mascara and topping it all off is whatever wig I decide to wear.

If I have time before leaving the house (which is usually before seven) I'll put my main lippy on otherwise I'll do that at the bus stop while waiting for the bus (61A of a Friday at the moment, 62 on Mondays). One thing you WON'T see on this photostream are pictures of me in male mode. No-one wants to SEE that as it's a big put-off...what people want to see is a stunner of a woman. There's only one girl who can pull that off and it's Tabithalegs. Another thing that's a big put-off is t-girls who don't bother to fucking shave. I have three shaves the day before; a dry shave and two wet shaves - I pride myself on having a face smoother than a baby's arse!

Trust me, having five or ten o'clock shadow is a surefire way for others to read you in public and to rip the piss out of you. The only ones who CAN pull that off are Tom Neuwirth and George O'Dowd, AKA Conchita Wirst and Boy George but I digress. When in male mode, I'm also a sissy because I only feel 10% masculine, wearing mostly female clothes. I used to wear aftershave, wear men's deodorant and let my sideburns grow...not any more! So there you have it.