If I could play a convincing black transvestite, that would mean I was one hell of an actor. Nowadays I'd be marched against by the black political groups, the transvestites and God knows who else.
If I could play a convincing black transvestite, that would mean I was one hell of an actor. Nowadays I'd be marched against by the black political groups, the transvestites and God knows who else.
is a big political payoff to the governor's transvestite and cross-dresser supporters and I am shocked that this small group of people should have so much influence over the governor of the state of Iowa.
But puberty was well, before puberty, at school, I didn't tell kids I was a transvestite cause I thought they might kill me with sticks, you know
I'm an action transvestite really, so it's running, jumping, climbing trees... putting on make-up when you're up there.
I think it would be bizarre to pick somebody to speak at the convention based on their sexual preference, because once you go down that road, why don't you pick a transvestite?
Cause if you're a transvestite, you're actually a male tomboy, that's where the sexuality is. Yeah, it's not drag queen, no gay men have got that covered. This is male tomboy, and people do get that mixed up, they put transvestite there - no no no no Little bit of a crowbar separation, thank you And gay men, I think, would agree. It's male lesbian, that's really where it is, ok Because it's true Cause most transvestites fancy girls, fancy women. So that's where it is.
Recuperating in an Irish hospital, he is, characteristically, surrounded not by sterility but by eccentricity a transvestite with green fingernails offering toast and tea, followed by a survey-taker. ( Do I want the hospital to be smoke-free ... Because the only sin is hurting someone, and I've never hurt anyone, so I'm not afraid.
Maybe I couldn't make it. Maybe I don't have a pretty smile, good teeth, nice tits, long legs, a cheeky ass, a sexy voice. Maybe I don't know how to handle men and increase my market value, so that the rewards due to the feminine will accrue to me. Then again, maybe I'm sick of the masquerade. I'm sick of pretending eternal youth. I'm sick of belying my own intelligence, my own will, my own sex. I'm sick of peering at the world through false eyelashes, so everything I see is mixed with a shadow of bought hairs I'm sick of weighting my head with a dead mane, unable to move my neck freely, terrified of rain, of wind, of dancing too vigorously in case I sweat into my lacquered curls. I'm sick of the Powder Room. I'm sick of pretending that some fatuous male's self-important pronouncements are the objects of my undivided attention, I'm sick of going to films and plays when someone else wants to, and sick of having no opinions of my own about either. I'm sick of being a transvestite. I refuse to be a female impersonator. I am a woman, not a castrate.
A transvestite spends her entire life trying to look as feminine as possible and I have clearly spent mine celebrating my masculinity.
I don't worry about it, ... I just worked with Neil Jordan on 'Breakfast On Pluto,' where I play an Irish transvestite singer in a London cabaret.'
He said, How do you feel about kissing a 300-pound transvestite' And I thought about it for a minute. I thought, I'm sure I've kissed a heck of a lot worse,' ... Divine was one of my favorite leading ladies.
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