Pirate Queen

This is becoming a terribly familiar trope, but my acceptance continues at a remarkable pace. Having been certain that my transgenderism would spell the end of both my social life and my modelling, and possibly a lot more besides, both have so far blossomed. Here are some images from my last shoot (16/2/15), which worked... Continue Reading →

Electric Needle Room…

…as Homer Simpson once screamed in abject horror, though in his case it was in reference to a particularly nasty form of leprosy treatment. In my case, I merely refer to the unique torture of facial electrolysis to which I finally subjected myself today. It is the only sure-fire permanent method of hair removal, though... Continue Reading →

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