EVERYTHING went wrong.

It will be much to long and sad a story, to explain why I headed out the door, dressed like this going to the pride. But let´s just say, that after arriving at my SUPER CD´er friend, I could finally relax and put on the final makeup, as I had actually left my home without eyeliner, mascara and lipstick. I was quite aware that this wasen´t my finest visual hour as Lisa, ”but you can´t look like a million dollars all the time.” (I said to my self in weak comfort) lighting a joint to make the painful truth go away. ”You look... so natural Lisa, with your own hair. I like you SOOO much better without a wig. ” My friend said and meant it, which comforted me quite a lot :o)

 

 

We took pictures, set up a little studio in her appartment and shoot away. But everytime she looked at the result, she shook her head in disbelief. ”No good Lisa, somehow I can´t capture how you look IRL. They come out ALL wrong, you look like a guy. - The funny thing is... YOU DON`T IRL, not even close!!”

 

 

It can be VERY hard judging pictures by yourself, I have great faith in her oppinion, so even though we shoot many pictures, I choose not showing even a single one. But I was a little frustrated... to be honest.

 

 

We where going to the ”Drag night”, a yearly thing on the central square of copenhagen in connection with the ”Pride”. There the most BEAUTIFUL drag queens of our small country, flash their beauty on stage at the most public square, one after the other. - We where late for the show allready, talking and smoking time away, shooting pictures and having fun. As time passed by, getting late for the show, we looked at each other, agreeing that ”Drag queens are NOTHING like us ”outgoing freewheeling” girls. They are ”show girls”, diva´s or queens. Nothing like us ordinary ”girls.” - So we missed the show feeling that we didn't REALLY miss anything... well.. important.

 

 

So we was at the central square when it all ”closed down” and people where leaving. I was hungry and persuaded Belinda to go to Burger King for a bite ”My treat!” :o) And so we did. ”Crispy chicken” has my recomendation henceforth, I MUST say!

 

 

But.. well.. it´s like this. - I like men, but thursday the sex clubs close very early. ”Could we.. perhaps just drop by quickly at Club XXDark?” I asked, and my friend thought that was a GREAT idea :o)

 

 

I got lucky! :oP And arriving at the club, everyone was talking about ”the new T-girl” who was there. I of cause was quite curious and imagine my surprise to find myself looking at a person I saw some time ago at a ”course” I attended. At the time I saw her and attended the course, I was dressed like a guy and felt it would be awkward to present my self as ”the guy who was also a girl...” but I did notice she was a T-girl and how beautiful she was at the time. - ”You remember me?” I asked smiling the biggest smile in history. She looked at me curious for three seconds and exploded into a smile. We had SOOOO much fun the three of us, and leaving we decided to go to warehouse 9 as I was sure that ”something was happening there to night.”

 

 

There WAS... but arriving I thought to my self...where are all the girls? And we found out in the door that today was ”Bear party” - Damn I laughed.. perhaps not QUITE what would be in the best interest for all :o)

 

 

So we headed on to Cozy. The hottest most lively LBGT club in the state of Denmark.

 

 

Guess who was there? ALL the drag queens from the show.... making me feel quite... unattractive, ordinary and boring :o(

Done