SGGURLS 3rd anniversary: program draft

SGGURLS 3rd anniversary: program draft

nicolesingslave 1 hr ago
27th November 2010Singapore
We're oversubscribed! It's not a wonder when the value proposition is overwhelming. For a mere 18sgd, the gurls get a free make over, photography session, food and two days of chalet worth 180sgd per person. There are not many places where one can get 10x returns. Herein lies the problem, we're underfunded for the overpacked fun event.

We discussed this problem at length yesterday and decided to uphold this proposition, but we do need help cover the short fall. We're going to put a 'donation' box at the entrance of the chalet. For those of you who feel charitable, please do help us. Here's the DRAFT program for our SGGURLS celebration. The final program will be publish soon.
For payment & registration for this coming 3-4th DEC 2010 event, please email kdressersg@yahoo.com.sg
For more information on Singapore's transgender social networking group, please go to http://groups.yahoo.com/group/sggurls and we're also on facebook http://www.facebook.com/sggurls

Tapping into SF's kinky pulse

Tapping into SF's kinky pulse

nicolesingslave
10 hrs ago


11th November 2011,
San Francisco.

Gourmet food versus a tight corset? It was an obvious bet when it came to meeting the Maestro, the King of kink who was hosting the monthly BaGG event in the Glas Kat supper club . Finding the club shouldn't be a problem unless one drank too much coffee & rum and overlooked the the need to write down the zip code. The cost was being lost in some godsaken place in South SF (near the airport). Bloody Garmin with it's load of useless zipcodes!



Getting carded and a twenty later, I got to meet two delectable amores: Leah and Keira. Fifi was inducted to be our photographer. Short lived was her duty as the thorny bar monitor zeroed in on the flash like a moth to flame. Bye, bye, Mr. Camera.



My wish was fulfilled when I finally got to see the King of Kink exhibit his flogging skills. The slave whimpered and counted, "One, Maestro. TOooh, Maestro. .." The crowd was riveted on the eye candy. Was I turned ...too bad I can't show you the pic.

San Franciso, SM and Tgurls

San Franciso, SM and Tgurls

6th November 2010

San Francisco.

Parking in SF was hell for this Singapore belle. The race for a parking space and the queen's ransom to keep the SFPD's steel vice off my wheels left a bad taste especially when I want to spend $$$ in the glbt capital. Shopping was a bust: Piedmont at the Haight was a tourist baiter, Stormy Leather was a-shuttered and Mr. S Leather was no better. San Fran, my dear San Fran, where's your rumble?



Yelp's recommendation of Brenda's was no help. The biscuit was just too hard. Coffee tasted bland at Wicked Grounds and worst still was the staff who seemed dumbfounded by the SM events posted on the cafe's calendar. San Fran where the your vibe? I went to SF Citadel hoping to shake off the cold spell. It started well when a soft-spoken chivalrous gentleman declared Fifi and I his guests. We saved a fifty and I flashed a wily smile. He showed us around from the table with bad tasting dumplings to the dungeon underground. Things were turning around I thought. I must have sunk to new lows when I went below. I should have taken a prozac. To be exact, I saw no skills at play. San Fran, my dear San Fran, what happened to you while I was away? Screaming slaves and a punching bag were not why I put on my best drags. Our chivalrous gentleman took an early exit. He must have felt the way I did. Fifi had to help kept the few throlls at bay.



Finally, I had enough of leather and rubber and went to Marlena's to meet up with my gorgeous sistas. It was the best choice I made eventhough I was too hot in my latex dress. Dejavu: I sure miss my gurls, Terrence and Backstage.