Susanna

Says

TV's come and TV's go, but the dressing goes on forever...at least that is the feeling one gets at the end of a year which was richly rewarding in all types of ex- periences, even to acquiring a white parakeet who gur- gles incessantly while the mind of the writer tries to concentrate on the subject at hand. A wrap-up of a year gone by is always healthy, at least to check up on one's self and see where one is going.. As Tecla says in her first direct contact with Susanna, "I do want to advance.. advance where? That is one of the questions." That's a moot point with most of us... Perhaps it would be an over- simplification to say: to be yourself, but I do feel the answer is definitely contained in that statement... To many of us 1964 was a step forward towards that goal... we did develop every time we went to bed with a feeling of satisfaction..we took a step forward everytime we looked at life with self confidence...we grew every time we expressed that part of ourselves that seldom has the opportunity to feel real and alive. The test... as we have often said it is not in whether you become so good in your feminine role that you passed everywhere and fooled everybody. No..that is not the test, nor the final goal of our lives. I feel that the real test lies in finding that our dressing was stimulating to the total "twosome".

The most vivid example I can recall was Giselle from Chicago. She stopped at my house on her way to Germany with wife and little daughter. Sheila also came for the send off and we spent a delightful evening. Giselle then changed back into male attire and as "he" stepped back into the living room, he proceeded to do a quick flamenco step that just about shook the whole house. It was obvious that he was expressing that added dose of vitality manufactured by Giselle's previous presence. Dressing acted here like a tonic.

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