That was the song which my friends Keith and Emilie chose for the last dance at their wedding on Saturday. And it couldn't have been more appropriate as they are certainly the most loved up couple I know (ahh!).

I was really flattered to be invited, it really meant a lot to me. I've tried to explain this a couple of times recently and not really done a good job, so bare with me while I try again...

My circle of friends has really expanded in the last six months and most of them are nothing to do with the trannie 'scene'. And so the fact that I'm a trannie is no longer the focus of the friendship. What I wear is no longer that significant.

To me, that kind of acceptance is moving onto the next level. It's no longer like when I first went out and used to worry about people putting up with me, weirdo that I am. Now, the fact I’m a trannie is becoming like the fact that I’m right handed, or white, or blue eyed, its just part of the package. [Cue comment…'but what a perfectly formed package!' :o)]

I've nearly been invited to a couple of weddings as Karol in the past, but there was always a concern about 'how would people react?' and 'what if someone said something?', so in the end I went in drab. Where as Keith and Emilie where focusing on me the person, not me the trannie. They know me, and like me and wanted me to be there, and that’s it, full stop.

It made me think about the recent growth of blogging within the Tranniesphere, and the take up of sites such as Flickr. The great thing for me about Flickr, is that the whole community is viewing and commenting on my photos, and vice versa. And the threads on popular trannie blogs often have nothing to do with the fact that the authors spend time dressed as a girl. And they're also greatly enriched because many of the people commenting on them, again have nothing to do with the trannie scene, but are just 'normal' people. I guess we left the closet behind years ago, but now we're leaving the ghetto behind too and finally stepping out into the real world?

So it meant a lot to me to be invited to my friends wedding, and I'll confess I was rather nervous when I arrived at the venue. I expected their friends to be lovely. But what about tipsy relatives, how would they react? Well I needn't have worried because everyone was utterly charming. :)

I did have one funny moment where a fixated female relative wouldnt leave me alone and followed me around for ages while she explained to me how 'fascinating' I was. Eventually she got the hint, but only after I'd pointed out that the reason why I'd walked into a toilet cubicle in the Ladies was because I err, wanted to use the toilet, and perhaps she'd like to leave? To which she replied 'I don't mind', thanks I said but I do! Bless her. :)

I had a wonderful time. In fact I nearly called this entry 'Elvis kissed my ring', as they had a brilliant Elvis impersonator entertaining us through out the evening. And well, erm, yes he did! lol

Can I suggest a teensy improvement to your layout? It's handy when commenting on a blog to be able to see the text you're commenting on, would it be possible to put the comment form at the bottom of the blog entry? Or re-create the blog text on the comment page so the commenter can refer to it? :-)