| With Easter upon us, it seemed like the perfect opportunity for me and the bunnies to put on our Easter frocks and go and party. And to top it all, the zingy Zoe (well you try finding a suitable adjective beginning with 'z') was celebrating her birthday, so there was only on thing for it… PARTY! Our chosen party destination was gay club, Reflex in Kingston-on-Thames, where 'Candy J' the self-proclaimed goddess of house would also be performing. But first we assembled Chez Valentine for a few G&T's to get us in the mood. |
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 Rob, Me, Shawna and Sarah |
 Me and Sasha |
 Our party consisted of miself (obviously!), the sultry Shawna (pictured right), the sickeningly slim Sarah and her beefy boyfriend Rob, zingy Zoe and luscious Liz. Slithery Sasha popped in to join the fun on her way to Torture Garden in a shiny rubber outfit that was actually a little less extreme than I was expecting given the description she gave me beforehand! Hmm… Well give a girl a rose and they are bound to get a bit silly. So anyway, off to Reflex we tootled to be joined by the bubbly Bianca. As usual we spent much more time drinking and dancing than taking pictures but a there are a few to follow. Now, remember I said that 'Candy J' would be performing, well performance would be a good word for it. What a performance! Did the self-proclaimed goddess of house stun us with her deep, uplifting vocals? No. Did she wow us with some awsome songs? No. She did however screech into the microphone quite a lot (not in tune with any music that I could hear) and got a couple of girls on stage who she managed to get to show us their boobs. I'm not even sure if Candy J was meant to be drag act or not, however (and my mum brought me up to never criticise things unless I can do them better myself), her act was crap. In fact it was only after I got home that I realised that 'Candy J' isn't, in fact, an ironic and witty anagram of 'talentless'! |
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 Here's me and Zoe (on the left here) enjoying ourselves with a drink or three. And so after the crapulent Candy J, it was finally time to head home, made all the more complicated by the fact that the clocks had gone forward by an hour, but that our watches hadn't and our body clocks were too pissed to care (anyway, as a transvestite, time loses all meaning, especially after about 13 o'clock). I figured that if I stood on the street and looked drunk, then maybe some poor driver would take pity on me and offer us all a lift home, however I'm not sure that the sight of a 7-foot tall tranny limbering up for a photo really did the job, so the rest of the gang offered to help out… |
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 As you can see, the sign above our heads mandated pictures of all fast moving objects to be taken: so we did. Did it help us to get a taxi home, well there has to be some suspense in life so I won't tell you whether we did or not!And finally, in keeping with my pointless attempt to make this web-site look less shallow than it actually is, here is another thought-provoking quotation from someone who is much more betterer than what I is with them word things: "Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it". Confucious |
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