Living the dream
Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 10:22 am
So, beginning November 1, 2000, I lived as a real, ordinary middle-aged woman in Burbank, California. All the time. 24 hours a day. Every day. For more than two years. I ran a successful Internet business from our apartment as Kathryn Diane Cleve. (Yes, Kathryn was my late mother's name and Diane, her sister.)
As Kathy Cleve, I went anywhere any other woman would go (grocery store, drug store, post office, car wash) and did many of the things women can do, including a workout with Richard Simmons (the real guy, not a tape) and joining Weight Watchers. Eventually, I also sought a job and got one, as a woman, at a small drywall company where I was the "office girl."
Because I love and adore women, I did my level best to be a good representative of our gender, never dressing garishly, behaving badly or doing anything a normal, enlightened woman would not do. As a consequence, whether I was out in the bright light of day or the unforgiving neon night, no one ever took me for anything other than what I seemed; an overweight, moderately attractive middle aged woman. Joy often remarked how astonished she was that I took to being female so easily. I told her that years of wishing had made it so.
http://kdcleve.blogspot.com/
As Kathy Cleve, I went anywhere any other woman would go (grocery store, drug store, post office, car wash) and did many of the things women can do, including a workout with Richard Simmons (the real guy, not a tape) and joining Weight Watchers. Eventually, I also sought a job and got one, as a woman, at a small drywall company where I was the "office girl."
Because I love and adore women, I did my level best to be a good representative of our gender, never dressing garishly, behaving badly or doing anything a normal, enlightened woman would not do. As a consequence, whether I was out in the bright light of day or the unforgiving neon night, no one ever took me for anything other than what I seemed; an overweight, moderately attractive middle aged woman. Joy often remarked how astonished she was that I took to being female so easily. I told her that years of wishing had made it so.
http://kdcleve.blogspot.com/