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Dear Sisters

By Brittany Rose, a.k.a.Beth

October once again turns out to be my favorite month. I had a chance to perform again, I had a night out with the girls, and my wife talked about me on the radio. (And that doesn't even get to Halloween.)

I Hope They Don't Have Caller ID

As I have mentioned before, my wife is accepting of my crossdressing, but she is certainly not enthusiastic by any stretch of the imagination. However, she always finds new ways to surprise and delight me!

KOA Denver is the radio station of the Denver Broncos, and their afternoon drivetime show is the Sports Zoo, hosted by a couple of former professional athletes. Although they sometimes come across as borderline homophobic, one of their semi-regular callers is a local drag queen named Anita Cocktail, with whom I've performed a couple of times. Her claim to fame, and why she calls in to the Sports Zoo, is that she is a former nose tackle for the New Orleans Saints. One afternoon she actually came in to the studio and was chatting with Dave and Scott on the air about her upcoming performances. I was in the parking lot at the grocery store listening on the radio, heard her opening remarks, then turned off the car and went in. This is what I missed:

"We have a friend of Anita's on the phone who wants to say hi!"

"Hi, Anita. You probably don't remember me, but you've performed with my husband, Brittany Rose."

Anita remembered and chatted, but she was quickly interrupted by the hosts who were completely dumbfounded that the caller was married to a drag queen. This led to a discussion of the difference between a heterosexual transvestite and a drag queen. My wife was on the air for about five minutes, and I'm sure a lot of listeners and certainly the hosts heard a positive view of transgenderism they never knew existed.

The next time Anita is on, I'm going to try to call in myself. I'll let you know if it happens.

Girls Just Want To Have Fun

Two years ago on October 4, Brittany Rose was born. I celebrated my birthday this year by being invited on a girls' night out. My sister-in-law and her female roommate usually go out once a month to a dance club near downtown Denver. The main dance floor plays techno-pop, and a smaller room upstairs does Disco. The clientele is a fairly young, mostly gay crowd. That Saturday I drove to their house, changed into a purple blouse and black jeans, and had my beautician sister-in-law do my face. We got to the club around 9 p.m. and started to socialize. There was no chance of me passing because of the type of establishment, although I thought I looked pretty good. Ironically, it is easier for me to pass at a Rockies game than at a gay club, because people expect to see men in drag at a gay club. Anyway, we were supposed to meet a friend of theirs when she got off work, and we bumped into a half dozen other friends while we were there, all female and bi or lesbian. We danced, drank a little, chatted, danced, and danced. (For some of them the drinking was the main thing, but I had to drive home dressed, and I wasn't taking any chances.)

The fact that I was accepted completely as one of the girls made the evening particularly exciting. None of the group thought I was a GG, but they chatted and behaved no differently than if I was female. This became very apparent when we all went out to a Denny's at 3 in the morning. The conversation was wild and all over the map, with different girls telling dirty stories or personal experiences of a very female nature. They were certainly different ones than I heard in the boys' locker room growing up. At one point one woman started to refer to the group as almost all women, then corrected herself and said all women. I felt appreciated and thanked her. I finally made it home around 6 a.m. I know I'll never pass most of the time, but to find that level of acceptance as a woman is wonderful!

Finally! One That Covers My Tush!

Two weeks later I was invited to perform at a charity event at a local club. I sing live these days, and got a great response from the audience. (Of course that may have been because I sang "The Rose", always a crowd-pleaser.) I was especially thrilled because that morning I had a very lucky find in a thrift shop. One of my dream outfits has always been to wear a sweater dress and tights. However, since I'm 6'4", every sweater dress I'd seen would show more tush than a modest girl like me is comfortable revealing. Imagine my delight when I walked into a thrift shop that morning looking for some Halloween accessories and found the gold dress you see me wearing in the pictures. (It has two huge pockets that I'm not thrilled with, but for only four dollars, who's going to complain?) I wore it to the club, I wore it home, and I even wore it performing! We raised almost $200 that night for breast cancer research. I hope to be performing again in January.

Only a month to go till in my wife's pregnancy, and momma and baby are still healthy and doing fine. I'll let you know when he/she arrives. (And then you can help me figure out how to be a TG and a parent successfully.)

Next time I'll fill you on my adventures for Halloween. Picture this - Brittany Rose, Warrior Princess! Until next time,

Fashionably yours,
Brittany Rose
BrittTV@aol.com
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