(If you catch the reference in the entry title, you'll get a cookie.)

So after the England-Prtugal match, we went to Linz', and I was ordered to pick a "character", someone to be, as a bloke. I had to pick a name first, and I I figured I'd best pick one with an "ee" sound, because I'm already used to reacting to any name ending in "ee" (Sofie -- pronounced "Sofee", as well as "Gie"/"Gee", my dad's name.) So I settled on "Lee", also because I do kinda like the name. Then I picked a personality to go with it, based on questions from Linz: Eighteenish, student (IT), straight, likes heavy metal and punk.

So, here's 'Lee':

Yeah, boy's got attitude.

and, for reference, me:

Please ignore the fact that I look like ass. This was taken at three in the bloody morning.

, afterwards, in the same clothes.

All in all, it's been a truly bizarre experience, to be honest. The most bizarre thing was that I was feeling a lot less weird about it than I thought I would've. We went to get some chips, first, and that was bloody weird and uncomfortable. Then we went to a women-only bar (yeah, I know), and by the time we got out of there, I was my character. I didn't have to remember to not swing my hips, or to hang my arms along my body rather than stuff them in my pockets, or to walk into a room like I owned the place; it all came natural. Even the dancing, which I'd dreaded, as my normal way of dancing is all hips, went brilliant.

It was also rather odd to see how different life is on the "other side". Women looked away as soon as I made eye contact. People stepped aside for me as I walked from the back of the club to the bar. (Nobody talked to my chest!)

Afterwards, Linz gave me feedback, and said I did really, really well for a first timer, especially since I'd had next to no theory, either. He slipped up more than I did, calling me "Sofie" and looking at me oddly when I did something that wasn't me, but "Lee".

Edit: He also said I had some definitive gay vibes about me, as "Lee". The irony of this doesn't escape me, no. And I need to work on my voice, because I have a squeaky speaking voice.

I had fun. I'm definitely doing this again.

Edit: Thought I'd share my first reaction to my "new body": "Dude! I can see my feet!" Yeah, Sometimes it's nice to not have those things limit my view.


From: [identity profile] bubosquared.livejournal.com

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my face is way too girly to really pull it off.

Seriously? You'd be surprised. I've seen before and after pictures of the workshops Linz did in Germany, and there were some really girly women there.

Plus it would severely hinder my ability to dance, since I would have to go from "goth chick backwards-walking, with hand-swirly belly-danceresque accents" to "industrial dude chicken stomp," which always makes me feel silly.

This is true. Although, as "Lee", it didn't feel silly at all. And for some BIZARRE reason, as me, I can't do these hip-hop jumps and skips, but I can as "Lee". Go figure.

Out of curiousity, what did you use to bind your breasts?

You know those elastic bandages? A really wide one of those. If you get one wide enough, you don't really have to tape much, just three small pieces to keep it in place.

Actually, "Lee" looks kind of like Johnny Depp. Freaky.

... That is freaky, man!
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