It started off on a low after I entered Miss Sparkle online as I did last year but this time didn't hear anything back. It turns out this means I didn't make it into the competition for one reason or another. Some say it's because I entered last year others it might be because I work as a kinky escort. No idea to be honest. So I unpacked the 2 dresses I had packed for the competition the night before I left as I no longer needed them
I travelled up to Wigan and stayed with my Friend there Thursday night and left my car at his so I didn't have to leave in in a Manchester car park all weekend. I say all weekend chances are it would have only lasted one night.
My friend fed me and dropped me at my hotel at 2pm Friday and as I wasn't going out to 7pm I'd booked a client in my room in the afternoon for some kinky fun which didn't happen. So not a good start.
I went out in Jeggings and a black body with Stacy from TLI and a few others to the same all you can eat for not much money place we went to last year. Trannies love places like this it seems. Which actually cheered me up after not getting a client in the hotel.
After this we made our way to the village which wasn't great as I knew hardly anyone out and the busy clubs/pubs were doing my head in. By 10.30 I was back in my air conditioned room watching repeats of Killing Eve! which was more enjoyable than the village to be honest. I do sometimes wonder what the appeal of going to a packed club playing music too loud you wouldn't normally listen too unable to chat is? I think I'm missing the point here as others come back saying what a great night they had but that's exactly what they did all night.
Next day I was up early and out shopping with Stacy on her new fold up mobility scooter. Which was probably my weekend highlight. I bought a couple of nice dresses from River Island and Superdry and several pairs of flats and tights from Primark! Where we also chatted to a lovely big trans girl and a nice camp gay man.
I went to try on a white dress in Superdry but decided better of it as knew I'd get makeup on it and have to buy it if I did. I also couldn't get two skirts over my hips in Primark so opted to leave them rather than admit I'm now fat and try on a size 12
Stacy on her scooter was very entertaining from going into a lift one way only for the side lift door to open on the next floor meaning a sort of Austin Powers scene followed with lots of going back and forward to turn the scooter in a small space. It almost ran out of juice too meaning Stacy got off and pushed it for a bit much to the amazement of everyone around. I felt like shouting "It's a miracle you can walk again" but thought better of it
As the scooter was flat we had to get a taxi to the park. Once there we hunted down the TLI magazines that had been sent ahead. 4 box fulls in fact which I spent all afternoon giving away for free. In fact it was 7pm by the time I'd shifted them all. Stacy and Jay(who she was staying with) had long since returned to the hotel. Again I was rocking my TLI catsuit this time I had black shorts over the top for some reason. I'm not sure what I was thinking as I must have looked crap and my wig just wouldn't sit right either.. Handing out the mags did give me chance to chat to lots of people in the park but I was so focused on the job I didn't look round the stalls or take any notice of anything going on, on the stage. To be honest not sure I missed out though
So I walked back to the hotel in Portland street on my own feeling a bit tired with very long arms after carrying heavy magazines round all afternoon(and no I didn't bin any of them but I did give a load to someone who wanted to send them to trans people in prison so at least they can still wank in their cells) and also very hot in my catsuit and I joined Stacy and Jay for dinner there. None of us returned to the village that night and I sat in the bar with a bottle of wine and a couple of unconvincing TV's who'd returned early. That was it as the next morning my friend picked me up and took me back to Wigan to tie me up all afternoon and evening which I did enjoy much more. He also took some some pics of me where as hardly anyone did at the Sparkle event. Which is rare for me(maybe it's because I'm now fat and ugly) I've no idea who won Miss Sparkle as that was on Sunday and as I wasn't good enough to enter I'm probably not good enough to watch either.
Yes There was a lack of photos and a total lack of Sparkle as far as I'm concerned. Here's some pics taken of me on the weekend but not at Sparkle for you to enjoy. The reason I'm flashing my panties in some is because someone has bought them and I have to wear them for a week and do photos in them for him. He'll wash them when they get to him of course.
