Another College Blog

  Here's a new picture of me in my room and an old pic from my redhead days courtesy of Kat.  I really have had a bit more time to post, but I really needed to recharge.  One thing I should talk about is the dress code at work.  I think the girls got a bit carried away.  I got a lot of corporate clothes, but the dress code is weird in the office because it's fashion.  As a result, this is a picture to show the girls what I was wearing to work.  That dress is really short for 9-5 and those tights also probably wouldn't be really appropriate. There's going to be a new book about my blonde summer coming out Thursday.  Notice anything about the cover?

I just realized how long it's been since I posted.  As you might imagine, it's the extreme workload this semester with the internship.  In fact, even though this is spring break, I'm not only working at Mom's but the internships do not follow spring break.  In fact, I'm working more hours. I give Mia and the other girls credit, they've been hinting lately that I better get this blog updated but they've at least been a bit understanding about the internship. I have an awful lot of pics that were taken of me or selfies that I have not posted.  I'll try and get some of the good ones posted.   What do you think?  Do my pictures look better with a model pout or with a big silly grin?

  Yes, the girls did set me up for Valentines Day.  I was not expecting it and thought I dodged a bullet because of how swamped I've been.  The date went fine and yes there was kissing, but nothing more than that. The romantic restaurant really was embarrassing, but the guy seemed nice and I just had to wonder why you have a first date at a romantic restaurant on Valentines Day.  I might not have the best game in the world, but even I know better than that. The internship is going and that's a big part of why I haven't updated.  Yeah, presenting as female in this setting is a huge challenge, but seriously it's just a lot of work in addition to a full-time class load. I just learned that a lot of students reduce their courses when they have the internship.  I'm basically doing light office work, but I am learning a lot and while it's fashion, the marketing knowledge does transfer to other stuff.  Expect a much longer posting about my internship soon.

I don't have any idea how this will work, but I am going to be doing my internship as a woman. I'm not even sure how they can do it.  I understand that I have my new feminine ID, but my social security number is under Kevin not Kayla. This is one of the outfits for my internship, but they all are kind of similar though with slightly different detail and a range of colors.  I never thought this could happen and I don't know how I can present myself to all my coworkers as a female.  I am now going to be attending more classes in girl mode than in guy mode.  I'm still stunned.

  So, we're back on campus and it's freezing.  Classes start Thursday in DuPont's weird way of doing things where they like to do half-weeks.  However, I got a new ID thanks to a friend of Becs who works in the registrar's department. Now, Is till have my Kevin ID, but I think this is part of the plan the girls have for my internship.  This isn't good. I don't even know if I'll be attending that class as Kevin or Kayla.  It's freezing her and wearing skirts isn't helping.

My sister Holly got me this dress for Christmas.  She was nice enough to give it to me in private (well Jenna and my other sister Kim were there, but no folks). I think it makes me look about 90 pounds soaking wet.  I'm petite for a guy, but not compared to most girls. It's scary to me that I'm no longer worried about being read just walking down the street or going someplace in public. It's only when I'm very physically close or having an intimate conversation that I worry I'll be found out. I've even gotten used to the uncomfortable heels, bras, and other implements of torture. It's really just the humiliation of having to spend so much of my time carrying myself as a woman that still bothers me.