December 2, 2014, Kandi was born (see the About page for the backstory).
2015 we dug in and did not let anything stop this girl! I knew nothing about our world, then I pushed into hyperdrive, and you know where we are now. A trip to Detroit to get a makeover and wig, my first time in public. My first time in front of ANY other human being. Then a trip to see the glorious Amanda Richards (hope you are well, you are an inspiration). Then my first time doing everything myself and off to Warren (OH) to the Funky Skunk.
I am by no means a finished product, even now. Evolution, baby. I go back to my ice cream analogy. Like ice cream? Most do. My life is a big bowl of vanilla ice cream (you need to know, vanilla is the favorite flavor of all ice creams, so I mean it that way). But Kandi is all whipped cream, sprinkles, crushed peanuts, hot fudge, etc… you get the point. Eat a bowl of ice cream daily, maybe not the best thing but you should be okay. Eat a Kandi-style sundae daily, probably not great for your health.
As I approach my second decade as a woman, I reflect on the absolute joy it is. I never feel “wrong” as a man, never. But…I always feel, no great word available here but we’ll go with, INCREDIBLE to be a woman. But that feeling is like a good high, glorious, but not sustainable 24/7/365 (or else it kills you). There are days I feel Kandi is killing me, many of them of late. But you see the pictures here, the significant majority taken just before heading out the door, not yet having any experience other than getting my Kandi on. Do I look happy in them?
Here is a very brief look back at 2015. Horrible makeup skills, but great guts and willingness to experiment personally. I did things I could not even dream, not even fantasize about. And this was only the tip of the 2015 iceberg, so many landmark events I neglected here.
Yes, I look horrible
North Coast Men’s Chorus
Money poorly spent
I paid for a makeover that made me look like Bozo the Clown
I miss those guns
To anyone venturing down this road for the first time, two things. One, it can be glorious, wonderous. Two, you will suck at it time and time again. Breathe and allow yourself to learn. And from me to you: 😘.
