Three days and still stars in my eyes

I have finally calmed down enough to write about my New York trip. It was a whirl wind and I was so strung out on nervous energy, I was not able to sleep for the entire time.  I did not want to wake up and have it only be a dream but mainly there was just so much that needed doing in such a short time that sleep was just not in the cards.
I arrived in JFK international after a short wait and a connecting flight from San Francisco . The airport was dated and dull and could really use a makeover. It serves it’s purpose and not everything in life needs to be shiny and new. I exited through the front doors And was relieved to see a man that was not smiling but none the less holding my name. I felt kind of special that is until hle whisked my bags away from me and I had to walk quickly to keep up with him. I managed to saver the moment while waiting for a crosswalk signal I noticed along line of yellow cabs jostling for a potion out front of the terminal and using colourful language. The moment was fleeting when crosswalk light changed and I was once again began chasing the man with my lugauage down a dimly lit car park. Thank god he finally stopped at a large black town car and held the door for me to hope in. As we drove he began to speak with what I thought was a New Jersey accent , it turned out he was from Staten Island and a rather nice fellow. Along the way he pointed out things that he thought I would be interested in and the drive to my hotel room was informative. I learned on one side of the freeway was Brooklyn and not a bad area to visit on the other side was Jamaican town that looked identical but apparently not a tourist destination.

We arrived at the hotel and was pleased to have them greet me with a warm welcome. A little to nice and over top what was up with all the niceties ? I wondered? The usual “We have been expecting you all day so glad to have you stay with us “was followed by “we are hoping everything is to your satisfaction. “said one will the other said” there is a parcel that came for you in the mail I will hand deliver it for you” as they checked me in with smiles from ear to ear I stood puzzled “Everything is as you request and if there is anything you need be sure you ring for us” the front desk clerk said as she handed me my room key. I grabbed the key card that read manhattan suite I began to understand my situation a little better. Dear god what have I got myself into how big was this production that they are able to put a small time model in a luxury hotel room. The porter open the door to my room on the top floor and there in front of me in two full stories of window stood the entire manhattan skyline I just stood there awe struck until the porter asked me “if that would be all ?” ” Yes yes that was so good and I fumbled for a couple twenties for a tip. I wanted to jump on the bed and phone all my friends but needed to get ready for tomorrow so out came the wardrobe that I had lugged across the country. It did not take long to unpack and I sat for a moment enjoying the view when I quiet knock on the door interrupted my thought pattern and I went to open the door there was the front desk clerk still smiling from ear to ear and as promised holding a large cardboard box for me. I slipped him twenty dollars as he placed it on the front entrance desk and I motioned at the door with a whisk of the my wrist and” thank you that will do ” I added a quick “yes I will be sure to call if I need anything else. ” I was not trying to be rude just excited to open the box containing the new and improved femskin IV. It was so light I could not wait to try it on. Standing in front of the windows for all of New York to see. I spent the rest of the night trying on outfits and by five in the morning I was ready to start applying make up. This would be my shinning moment in front of the big screen why was I doing this to myself and were the hell is my hairbrush and razors? Oh God That’s it you know the item that you always mistakenly leave behind even though you went over it a thousand times in your head. Great I am going to be the
bearded woman on national television if I was not so horrified I would of started to cry. Well they said down at the front desk if I needed anything so I called down and sure enough they found replacement for both my missing items and quickly sent them to my room. My makeup went on so slowly and I must have spent a good half hour on just my eyes. Everything although slow went well and I managed to not glue my eyes shut while attaching my eyelashes.
I stood in front of the mirror admiring myself okay world here comes Sarah Luv ready or not My life will never be the same after today




A new chapter of an old book

Just when I had given up hope of making it in the cruel world of modeling a shinny new email appeared in my inbox. I opened it with caution thinking it was yet another spam or Trojan virus, I was so surprised at what I was reading I had to actually put my phone down in the passenger seat beside me and go back to concentrating on navigating the busy freeway a head of me. Before you pass judgement on people that use there phone while driving you should know I never use it to talk I just text oh and watch the occasional movie. I could not wait to get home and read it again I was sure it said they wanted to fly me to New York to film for an episode on showtime. This can’t be right I am sure it was a misunderstanding or this was sent by mistake a kind of “oops I pressed send to all” situation. I sat in front of the computer reading and rereading the email with my mouth wide open sure enough it was meant for me. A little back story if I may, My only real success on being a transgender model has come from the fetish wear industry and for me more specific the femskin. The femskin is a full latex body suit that comes in different colours and styles. They were designed for crossdressers but have become fetish wear for both men and women. I would say the flesh tone style is the most popular and the one I model for them. I have had been featured in several magazines and web sites wearing one. So this email was an offer to fly me to New York to model their las test design only one problem this was going to be on main stream television. Now I realize the chances of my grand mother watching this on television is slim but still this was not the usual spread featured in a magazine that was destined to sit in a dimly lit porn shop and Leafed through by perverts at two in the morning. If this is my big break I will take it if it is the end of my failed modelling quest then why not go out on top.