

I assumed this would be the case this year, so in anticipation of an empty thigh high stocking, I shopped for myself a week before Christmas and purchased two dresses from Venus: a pleated sweater dress and an animal print ruched ddress. Sometimes my family surprises me, like the Christmas my daughter gifted me with a Kate Spade handbag, but typically Stana gets nothing for Christmas. Thank you and Goddess bless you, April Ashley.Īs usual, I did not receive any girly gifts this Christmas. Of all the transwomen I have encountered over the years, she came along at just the right time in my life (my early teens) and probably influenced me as much as my mother to become the lady I am today.


And her beauty motivated me to try and achieve some semblance of a feminine visage myself.Īnyway, I just learned (via email from various Femulate readers) that Miss Ashley died on Monday (the BBC has the story of this amazing woman here). “No way was she ever a boy,” I thought.īut I was wrong. The news appeared in tabloids like the New York Daily News and Daily Mirror, which my father purchased everyday. I read all about it and was incredulous when I saw the photo above of Miss Ashley that accompanied her story. She was celebrity du jour back in the early 1960s when it was revealed that the beautiful model and actress had previously been a boy. Before I ever heard of Christine Jorgensen or Virginia Prince, there was April Ashley.
