Life is not neat and perhaps one of the functions of art is to make it appear so, discuss.  Anyway, August 2009 I went to Transvision at Brighton.  Big, big thing it was.  It warmed me for months. first time out to a club, big expectations.  It was not a success and I ended up vomiting in my bed, not the famous victory i was after.  Picture 1, left.  I was already drunk when this pic was taken, smelling very sweaty, talked to no one,  felt bad about it all.  Lets call it my Dieppe moment.
Turn to pic 2.  1 and a half years later.  In a club, dressed there, very much in control of things.  Limited comparisions but this is real life.  Taken in a toilet again, bit thinner more experienced, same wig, sex acts had taken place.A couple of months before I had been in Brighton and dressed on2 evenings gone out to Legends, had drink,  chatted with Tgurls