Anita C.

Gee . . They're all Stilettos! Go figure. Namaste', Anita C.

Thanks for asking, but we'll have to decline. Because of my work and the fact that Seannie's a minor that might prove detremental to both of us. I can give you an image! Tomorrow Seanie and I will be going out to the theatre with Samantha. We'll all go in and have our hair and 'nails done. I will be in a black, slinky, cowl collar cocktail dress aith my black satin 5.5" Stilettos and Seannie will be wearing a sequined halter cocktail dress with black patent, closed toe 5.5" Stiletto slings with ankle straps. Sam will be wearing her red long sleeved Versace' knee length dress with a sweetheart neck and red 5.5" Stiletto pumps! Anybody wanna hear what I'm wearing UNDER the dress?? That should help! Namaste', Anita C., Seannie & Samantha

No, hon, I won't be a witness. I AM doing some preparation and investigation work for the prosecution team. Fascinating! Namaste', Anita C.

Yes, he has. I am doing pro-bono work for them currently. Oh! The stories about Rushie I could tell!!! Namaste', Anita C.

I've always said that while chumky heels are cute, STILETTOS ARE SEXY!!! Always has been-always will be Namaste', Anita C.

I already have! Ciao, Anita C.

A close friend works for Clear Channel selling airtime. SHE sez Howie has become a very hard sell with even his old sponsors saying no. Howie Stern was once a "Premium" sell . . . now she's only asking 1/2 of what once was & is having a hard time getting that! DITTO Limbaugh! She said in a profound moment "Seems that recently the crap Howard was getting away with is now passe' & lame. As for Rush L., folks want to wait & see what happens when he goes to court". As I have said before, two things motivate media: Ratings & Revenue . . . PERIOD! S'long Howie! S'long Rush! Ciao, Anita C.

Thrombosis? From wearing HEELS??? If that is true, I have been tempting fate for over 40 YEARS!! No, Jen. Wearing 'heels DOES NOT give you leg clots. Leg clots form from a number of reasons; inactivity, poor diet, medication side effects . . . NOT from wearing 5.5" Stilettos!!! WHERE do they dig this misinformation up??? Ciao, Anita C.

No. Never. I would consider that rude and presumptuous. Ciao, Anita C.

Sean asked me to come with him to his session with Dr. Sharon yesterday. I went along, of course but wondered what was up? When we arrived, Dr. greated us and said this was a special day and that Sean wanted ME to be there. Sean stood up and read from a notesheet he had brought along. "Dear Auntie. The last month has taught me so much. I am on the road to learning who I am and am working on fully accepting this person. I couldn't have done this without you. When I came to Colorado I was a pretty big mess. I hated who I was and what I was doing. Then you caught me. What could have been the worst day of my life became the first day of the rest of my life. Everything changed that day. I learned that I wasn't alone and that there were many people who care. I love my Mom & Dad and understand their divorce. I also understand that the divorce wasn't because of me. I like coming to Dr. Sharons' because I feel better after we talk. But I am thankful most of all for a very special person. I person who didn't turn away when this all came out. A person who stood by me and gave me a hand to hold on to at the scariest place in my life. A person who calmed me down the raging storm in me and told me "This is really no biggie" and smiled at me. This person accepts me, ALL of me the good and not so good things, too. On the potentially worst day of my life she told me she still loved me, today I want to thank her and tell her I love her too. I love you Auntie Anita. You really & truely saved my life. You made my world safe & nice again. Sean & Sean Your nephew & "Neice". . . " Again I encourage you to reach out. Anita C.

Flip flops . . . hmmmmm. I believe I owned a pair back in 1964 . . . maybe it was 1965. Ciao, Anita C.

I accept Sean as he is. I neither encourage or discourage him from crossdressing. I'm ok with it and he has his parents and my full support. Dr. Sharon, who is very experienced in this arena, supports our (his parents and mine) actions and oversees our involvement. She is quite pleased with Seans' progress. She also believes that his crossdressing is not just a phase. She belives he will crossdress forever and the sooner he comes to terms with it, the better. At this point Sean needs to develop where HE is in the gist of things. What we know is this; Sean was in a very bad way when he came here. He was depressed, withdrawn and potentially suicidal. Now he's happy, comfortable and well adjusted. He accepts himself and his crossdressing. If he quit crossdressing tomorrow it would be ok with me. If he continues crossdressing forever, this, too, would be ok. As for his choice in footwear, this is HIS choice & preference. Ciao, Anita C.

Good for you, Honey! I might suggest a pair of SexyShoes (Leslie Shoe Company US) 4.5" closed toe stiletto pumps style #4211. They come in your size (12 US), in virtually EVERY colour and are $30! I'm also fond of their 5.25" Stilettos, too. Over the years I have had very positive experiences with them and because I wear an 11 US size is no problem. And don't forget the Ambesol! Clik-clik-clik . . . Ciao, Anita

Seannies' acceptance of self was the big hurdle. Also, knowing that he's not alone anymore has been a huge step. Is Sean transexual? As of this point even he doesn't know for sure. Dr. Sharon tells me that at this point it doesn't matter. Sean is adjusting and that is what we had hoped for. Sean enjoys his guy-side including sports and girls. But loves dressing & going out with Sam & me doing girl things. Sean has also told me that while dating is great fun she thinks she will never find a girl who likes to wear what she likes to wear and that's ok. I must share with you that when Sean is dressed he looks like a small version of yours truely. We have the same tastes in clothes, hairstyle and of course shoes. Her favorite outfit is a red 3/4 sleeve, draped necked dress that she wears with suntan pantyhose and red patent 5.5" Stileto pumps. She prefers the strawberry blonde wig and 2" gold hoop earrings. She dresses 2-3 times a week and is becoming proficient with make-up. Sean already has pierced ears (2 in each lobe) and shaves her arms, legs and chest when she dresses. Her favorite perfume is "Hollywood". Sean had a good childhood with two loving parents. The problems in the marriage were that mom & dad had grown apart in recent years. She had interests very different from his. They still love each other but agree that a divorce was what was best for everybody involved. Sean looks very passable. She looks like a girl in her early twenties. Ciao, Anita

Sean is doing great. Thanks to Dr. Sharon and getting things in order. He and I are close again and his parents are so happy. She has quite the little wardrobe consisting of 5 dresses, 3 bras, a corset, pantyhose, 2 wigs . . . and 4 pairs of Stilletos with 5" & 5.5" heels that she is learning to walk rather well in. She told me that she was initially attracted to my shoes. She said that she just feels better in high stilettos. I told her I understood perfectly. Ciao, Anita C.

My 15 year old nephew, Sean, had come to stay with me. He got here last month and would stay through September. His Mom & Dad were divorcing. While they didn't want Sean to get caught up in the drama that the divorce would involve but didn't want to send him to live with just anyone. He was struggling at school and had become withdrawn from friends. One day on the phone I said I could use him around the house and would love to have him be my guest & housepal for the summer. He was somewhat bland but I heard a glimmer in his voice when he said "Yes.". We had always been close but recently I had a feeling that something was going on that he wasn't sharing. I love this guy and was always so warm and affectionate. Whenever we got together a smile followed by a scream of "It's Auntie Anita!!!" and a big hug that only children can give. Recently he was so unto himself. No hugs . . . no screams, just the occassional unenthusiastic "hello." I hoped that by being together we could find out what was going on in his head. Things were going ok. He was still guarded and reclusive.preferring to stay in his room. I could NOT break through to him. He enroled at a local high school. I talked with the counselors about what was going on so they could watch out for him. I came home from work early one day and there he was . . . standing in my bedroom in my bra, pantyhose my 5" Stilettos. All of a sudden it all made sense. He was quite embarrassed and broke down into tears. I reached out to hug him & he withdrew. "Relax, honey. I'm not mad. So, what's going on Sean?" "I'm a crossdresser." He said through the tears "I just hate this! I wish I were dead!" He wailed, pacing and turning away. "You must HATE me!". "No, precious, I don't hate you-I LOVE you!" I said smiling. "Look, hon, this is no big deal, and really, I am not mad at you. I'd like to help, but you've gotta level with me. How long have you been dressing?" "Since I was 8." he admitted. "Ok. Do you think you're transgendered or do you just like to dress up?" "I don't know. I think I'm ok with being a guy, but . . . I don't know. I just don't know". he sobbed. "Oh, you poor, poor baby . . . Look, let's you & me go see a friend who can help. She's a real nice lady has some real good answers to those questions, ok? Don't worry, Sean. It's gonna be just fine, trust me! I'm not gonna out you and this will be just between us." He nodded and tried to smile through the tears. I leaned over and hugged him. He held me so tight for the first time in years. He was crying so hard. As we drove to the Doctors' office, he was shaking. I reached over and took his trembling hand in mine. He held on to it so tightly. I turned into the parking lot and winked at him smiling. "We're her, Seannie! Everything's going to be just fine, ok? . . . I love you, Sean. Together we'll get through this." We went the office and took the elevator up 7 floors. He never let go of my hand. The elevator doors opened and we were greated by a smartly dressed lady "Hello Anita. And this must be Sean! Hi, Sean! Tough day, huh? Well, let's just see if we can make some sense outta things! Will that work for ya, Sean?". A dear and trusted friend and licensed Psychiatrist who has worked with Gender Dysphoria for over twenty years. I'd worked Dr. Sharon many times over the years. She was compassionate and caring. As she walked with us into her office she looked at Sean and said "So, Sean, Auntie Anita told me you & I need to talk. Is that true?" Sean started to cry and she hugged him. "Sh-h-h-h. It's gonna be ok, Sean! Everything's gonna be alright. Nobodies' gonna harm you, nobodie's gonna judge you, baby." she smiled and they sat down on the couch. "Is it ok if we talk while your Aunt's with us or would you rather talk with me alone?" she asked. He smiled and nodded yes. He told her he really wanted me to stay. "She's the only one who knows." he sobbed. "She told me that this is no big deal and that everything is gonna be ok. She said she still loves me although right now I don't see how anyone could love me. I've been hiding this for so long and I don't know what to do anymore. I just want to die." "Now, now. I don't think you really want to die, do you Sean?" Sean shook his head 'no'. "I didn't think so. Your Auntie Anita's right, Sean. She also told me that she loves you a great deal and, y'know what? She still does! Y'know, there is probably nothing you're gonna tell me that I haven't heard before. So how can I help?" With that the years of secrets, hidden feelings and unanswered questions poured out. We talked for hours. Sean had so many questions and Doc Sharon answered each and every one. When we left around 8:30 pm, Sean was exhausted. As I drove home he reached over to hold my hand and fell asleep, looking as if an unseen burden had been taken away. Sean is going to spend the summer with me. Betweern Dr. Sharon and me we're going to get him through this. Sean continues to crossdress with my blessing. I took him shopping and got him some things of his own to wear. Three dresses, undies, pantyhose, breastforms, etc. We also got him two wigs, Strawberry blonde and Auburn and some cosmetics! He was a bit uncomfortable until I said "Relax, hon. If any of your 'buds see you you can just tell 'em I drug you along." It was the best money I've ever spent. I also told him that any niece of mine WILL learn to walk properly in Stilettos! He just howled. "I guess this means I'll have to practice, huh?" "Uh-huh . . . an hour a day, baby, in pantyhose, too!" He is seeing Dr. Sharon every other week and is doing better than ever in school, I'm proud to say! His last report card was A's & B's! He is working towards understanding dysphoria and no longer feels that he is all alone. We can talk, really talk, again! I have my nephew back and gained a neice in the process. Last week I told him over breakfast that we really needed to select a femme' name for his girl side. After pondering this he said "I think Sean will work for both of us!". I couldn't have agreed more. "Then Sean it is!" Yesterday, we had a girls day in celebration of that great report card! She got up & dressed, put on her make-up (with Aunties' help) and we went down to the beauty spa for the works! Facial, hair and his first set of acrylic 'nails. I was feeling pretty damn good. As we were leaving "she" turned to me and hugged me. "You saved my life." she said. I smiled and said "Look, chick. DO NOT make me cry! With all the work Don & Mark put into these faces they'll KILL us!". We clik-clik-clik'ed our way to the car in our 5.5" Stilettos. She is, after all my neice, dammit! And I wouldn't let her be seen in anything else! We drove down to meet up with Samantha, with whom I'd talked with at length, to be sure it was ok. "Ok? HELL yes! When do I get to meet her?" Sam is always so sweet. We walked into the restaurant and Sam ran over to us giving Sean a hug. "So. Where's this nephew I'm supposed to meet? Hi, hon. I'm Sam and look at you Ms. Thing! I see Anita has already shoe shopped for you!" After lunch I had a meeting. Samantha asked if she could take Sean shopping. Sean was up for it so off they went. When Sean and Sam returned, Sean had two new outfits, jewelry and some new undies. Sean had fun but it was time to meet up with friends to see a movie. Sean changed and washed off the make-up. He kept on the 'nails, though. He ran through the living room, kissed us good-bye and thanked Sam and gave her a hug. "I'll be back by 8:00! 'Bye!". "What a great kid" Sam said. Sam & I went ot on the deck to smoke. We discussed the day and Sean. That night we got a call from his Mom. Sean told her all about his report card and school . . . and about his crossdressing. "She said "Honey, your Daddy and I have suspected as much for quite some time. I'm so releived and glad that your Aunt was there for you because as she said, it's really not that big of a deal. I am so damn PROUD of you! That report card, your being so honest with me. You are still my kid and I will always love you! Is it ok if I tell Daddy? Or would you rather . . .?" "Tell him about the report card and school. I'll tell him about the crossdressing. How do you think he'll be when I tell him?" "Well, your Daddy loves you. We divorced for a number of reasons, Sean - YOU weren't one of them. His favorite song is that song by George Strait-the one that talks about a Fathers' love. He wanted to tell you that. The song's called "Love Without End, Amen." One verse goes "Let me tell you a secret about a Fathers' love. A secret that my Daddy said was just between us. Y'see, Daddies don't just love their children every now & then . . . it's a love without end, Amen". He wants to talk with you because as I've said, we have suspected for some time. How will he feel? Releived." In closing: Every year too many teens kill themselves due to gender issues. Gay, Bisexual, Lesbian and Transgenderd kids. This year Sean won't be one of them. If you know of a troubled teen, for Gods' sake reach out. You just might save a life. Ciao, Anita C.

"I GOT 'em!" Samahtha shreiked as she streaked into my house one day. "They're HERE! My 6" Stilettos have arrived!" "Well, let's have a look." She opened the box and from the packing extracted a pair of EXQUISITE 6" Stiletto pumps. She took off her 5"ers, wriggled into her new shoes and slowly stood up. "Oh, my!" "Yes . . .?" "These are going to take a bit of practice." she said as she took her first small steps, working to keep her posture erect and her knees straight. "I can do this!" she mater of factly stated, gaining confidence with each step. "I LOVE these! Quick! Go get a pair of your 6"ers out!" she excitedly requested. I went into my bedroom and fetched a pair of towering 6" Dark Red Patents that went with my dress. I slipped them on and returned to the living room. "Ok. Now what?" "I've never worn anything this high! They feel amazing! Let's go out to lunch in our new shoes so I can get some break in time!" she said. We went out to her car and went to a nearby soup & salad place. I was somewhat used to 6"ers and was doing ok. Samantha was moving cautiously, trying to keep her knes and back straight. Clik-clik-clik-clik-clik-clik. We went into the resteraunt and found a table. I sat down gently and Samantha sort of plopped down, legs slightly askew. "Ok now, remember you cannot take them off if you're going to get used to them!" I chided her. She looked over at me and nodded in agreement. She straightened herself and crossed her legs at the knee banging the table bottom due to the additional inch she was now sporting. We ordered and she sat there still fascinated by the new stilettos. "I'm getting used to them. I'm glad I wore my 5"ers earlier. That made the transition a bit easier." "Uh-huh." I responded. We finished lunch and Samantha was obviously in a bit of pain. We clik-clik-clik'ed our way back to the car. As we got in I noticed she was going to slip her shoes off. "Ah-ah-ah! You have to keep them on until we get home!" Samantha dejectedly slipped her heels back into her new stilettos. Pulling into the garage we went into the house and Samantha took off her 6"ers and slipped on her 5"ers. I remained in the 6"ers and went out and fetched the mail and then went out back on the deck to smoke. Samantha joined me. To my surprise she was wearing the 6" Stilettos again! "Y'know, I slipped into the 5" Stilettos thinking I was ready for a break. They felt so . . . disappointing." "You're preaching to the chior, girl" I said taking a long drag from my cigarette and rocking in my unremoved 6" Red Patents. Ciao! Anita C.

I saw a gal wearing white 5" Stilletto Heeled Ostrich skinned cowGIRL boots with gold trim! Ciao! Anita C.

For many years I've used a product called Bag Balm . . . it's for Cows udders BUT works great on my feet! Take care, precious! 5.5" Stilettoes RULE! Ciao! Anita C.

Just because I believe in the system doesn't mean I have bought into it. I support my candidates of choice through volunteer work and contributions. My candidates don't always win. My being a Lawyer has nothing to do with it. Ciao! Anita C.

"A million here, a million there. Pretty soon you're talking some real serious money!" Senator Everett Dirksen 1963 Ciao, Anita C.

Yes, those who contribute to candidates election funds (and other funds) are privy to more attention from that candidate should they get elected D U H ! NEWSFLASH! It's the same everywhere. The Electoral College has always been a puzzlement to me BECAUSE it has the power to make a loser a winner through a confusing and contrived process. This is why we need to do away with the College of Electorates and get back to "For the People and by the People". . . People being the active word here. Is our Government perfect? No. Whose government is? Ciao, Anita C.

To Shyguy, Jeff M. & Paul: You all are too sweet! Specifically to Mr. Jeff: No, I won't be doing any corset/ballets training in the near future. The reasons I'll PM you. Anita C.

The $500,000.00 fine was imposed AFTER the JJ incident and was for JJs' flash on nationwide TV. NOT for local radio jocks who use the "F" word. Should a DJ utter the "F" word his FCC license would likely be pulled and sanctions would be brought against the radio station. I still feel what was done was fair and just. Again, I ask all to look at BOTH sides of the arguement objectively before deciding. Like George Burns said in "Oh, My GOD" "You can't have heads without tails, happy without sad and good without bad." The first thing they teach in law school is to view the other persons' arguement completely and objectively. In Howies' case there are pages upon pages of well documented violations. Obviously, Howie takes a rather cavalier attitude regarding the FCC rules. Now he has to pay these fines HIMSELF-the radio station ain't gonna do it anymore! With JJ . . . the view in the legal community is that the "accident" was premeditated. The evidence of her having a star over her nipple is the key here. WHY else would she have done it?? This is why she paid the fine (a mere $50,000.00 for the record. The fine was raised to $500K AFTER the "incident".) and wants this whole episode to just go away. As yet I have heard no arguement that would make me change my mind. Ciao! Anita C.

I remember the hubub created when the Maplethorpe photo exhibit received funds from the public arts endowment. You had to go somewhere & see the exhibit. People who went knew full well what they were in for. TV is different. Was JJs' boob that big of a thing? Yes & no depending whom you talk to. You have hit the nail on the head when you said forcing your standards upon others is wrong! Absolutely! But isn't that what is taking place here on both sides of the arguement? Why should some be forced to view what they deem obscene so others who aren't offended can? A slippery slope indeed! I stand unyeilding. My opinion is unchanged. VSY, Anita C.