I attended DLV 2015. This was my first time attending this or any event of this kind. I have only met with two CD’s before this. I read up on it and was not sure what to expect. My main goal was to simply meet and talk to some of the girls attending. Everyone there was so nice. I’m not good at remembering names so I am sorry if I forgot your name, but thank you for your time, acceptance and kind words.
A special thank you to Annie and all the girls that made DLV the event it is.
I left my house Friday after work, the car was packed and ready, in guy mode headed for Barstow. Waking up in Barstow it is now girl mode for the rest of the trip. Saturday I went out for a couple things, drove thru a drive thru for lunch. The girl hands me a bag with lunch inside. I am placing the bag down and she hands me the diet coke. The lid comes off and it goes everywhere, down the door and on my skirt. She takes the drink back and gives me a hand full of napkins, then another drink and I’m on my way. I was planning on going to the pool which was just outside my room. I had put on a swim suit under my clothes. Upon returning I had lunch by the pool. I caught some rays and spilled my drink again this time into my purse. Since no one was there to see this time did it really happen? LOL
Sunday off to Vegas, I find my hotel the Four Queens on Fremont Street. Give the car to the valet and go in. I am early I walk around and go in to subway for something to eat and kill some time. It is an hour before check in and I go and see if I can check in early. Not a problem, I check in and go to see the room. Now to get to the elevator you have to walk across the casino. I quickly see there is no way I am going to make multiple trips thru the casino with bags. I go to valet have them get the car and call for a bellman. Now settled in my room it is almost time for the first event that I will be attending, happy hour and dinner at Denny’s. Yes this Denny’s on Fremont Street has a full bar. It is only a short walk from where I’m staying. This is a big first for me, not going out but meeting up with the girls. Annie, Sue and the others are very welcoming and friendly. I quickly feel at ease and as I belong. After dinner we walk Fremont Street and return for a final drink. We say good night and I return to my room. The party is still going on down in the street. I change into a short skirt and different top and hit the street. In hind sight I think I could have worn what I normally wear and they would have been fine with it.
Monday morning I sleep in. I try and make lunch but by the time I get there it’s too late. Lunch is at the buffet in the Tropicana. I decide to eat there by my self anyway. The hostess that seats me is like rude and so I don’t leave any tip and I always leave a tip. Thru the casino and across the street to Cesar’s. I walked the gardens and shops. I go in one of the shops and pick out a ring and bracelet, just costume jewelry. The lady is very nice to me. I walk on and come up on the MAC store. I walk to the back and pick out two brushes and brush cleaner. Now the sales counter is right there. I merely side step to it. There are two GG SAs standing there not doing anything really, a Guy SA likely returning from break walks up, one of the Girls who is standing in the center of the counter and has to move out of the way when she asks the guy to ring me up. I don’t know what her problem was, maybe she thought I didn’t know what I was buying or how much they would cost or more likely she is just a B__ch. The Guy was very nice and I left with my new brushes. Yea. These were the only times the whole trip I wasn’t treated with respect. Both times I was still severed so not that big of a deal. I retuned to my room just enough time to get dressed and catch a cab for dinner. I wore a sundress, everyone liked it, and one girl liked it so much offered to buy it from me, another first. After dinner we went to the Paris for dancing. One of the few men there was offering a ride. He said he had only one seat, I took him up on the offer and when we got to his car he was right, a 450sl with the top down. It was a nice ride on a worm night. I stayed for awhile and caught a cab back to my room.
Tuesday a girl I was setting with at dinner called and I met her at The Center. Now this was on the schedule, by the time I got there everyone had left accept the one girl I was to meet up with. There was a guy in a skirt that represents the Center there. He gave me a tour. If you go to Vegas you should stop say hi and ask to see the rest room, trust me you are going to want to see this. There is a coffee bar there and you can also get lunch. It is a place that you can just hang out. Anyway the two of us were off. She took me on a tour of some of the casinos, gardens and shops. We walked and talked. She had transitioned ten years ago. As evening was approaching we parted, and I returned to my room. I changed and out on Fremont Street I went. I walked about two blocks and came up on this piano bar. Don’t tell mama, Just the bartender, piano player and owner. I walk in and take a seat at the bar. I’m on my second glass of wine a few people have wondered in. I ask the bartender for places to eat and tell her I’ll be back. Down the street is this complex made of containers. A praying mantis with flames coming out of its antenna. At the gate into the place the there is a guard that asks for ID. Really oh well its Vegas, I show my ID and enter the complex. To the left is a gormet hotdog stand. I walk by to see the other shops. In the back I walk thru a group of young guys. One says nice shoes, I take in as a complement as I’m wearing a nice pair of ankle boots.Back to the hotdog stand for a hotdog, fries and drink. Afterwards it’s back to the bar and it is packed. The bartender yells your back to me and I make my way to a table in the back. People come and go I move back to the bar and talk to the bartenders as now there are two. The crowd is now gone and there are only two others , besides me. Two GGs sitting at a table close to the piano, I ask to join them and do. As it turns out they are old school mates of Frank the piano player from Chicogo. More people come in and we close the place down about 2am. I’m pretty hammered and a group of tourists help me back to my hotel, and as it turns out are staying just one floor down.
Wendnesday morning I’m hurting, it takes most of the day to recover. I did finally get dressed early afternoon and went for a walk. I return to my room to get ready for the Fantisy Ball. Dressed I head to the elevator and get in, it stops down one floor down the doors open and it’s the girl and her pose that helped me back to the hotel last night. We hug, she comments on my outfit, I tell them I’m going out to a speacal event. They wish me well and off I go. I drive as I’m not drinking after last night. This event is held in a privet room at a strip club. I get a diet coke and take a seat to the right of the stage. The girls are talking taking pics, there is a GG form the club poll dancing. At this point I’m a little board, so I’m checking emails and posts to this site. I see Sherry across the room, I make my way across the room and wait to sit and talk to her. We talk briefly and off she goes. So I’m sit alone on the couch, I’m thinking about leaving when a girl sits down next to me, like close and we start talking.Turns out that DLV is Her first time out dressed and she was assigned a big sister. We are really hitting it off and I suggest we go to my place. I hurry back to clean the room as there are clothes everywhere. Walking across the casino at my hotel a lady at one of the slots leans over to her friend and says You Got To See This as I walk by. Not having time to talk I just keep walking. At this point I think it best to skip to Thursday night.
Thursday night, I’m dressed when my new friend returns with her big sister. I do her makeup, her skin is so beautiful, it’s so much easyer to do her makeup than mine. We were to go to the DLV event which is a Drag Show, but instead we go to the piano bar, we sit at a table in the back. We are not there long when Frank’s two old school friends show up with a couple of other friends in tow. Cammie brought her sax. She played and sang with Frank. For me this place is just too much fun, but for my new friend’s big sister not so much. It was pretty late when we left and it was still going strong.
Friday moving day, I pick up everything and call for a bellman. The rates double on the weekends so I am moving to the Blair House Suites. As the name implies I’m now staying in a suite, and the cost is about the same as I was paying at the Four Queens. Shower, makeup and change like four times. Tonight is the farewell dinner. My new friends pick me up and off we go. It’s another nice gathering Valerie comes around asking about my wrap that I left at the fantasy ball. She picked it up and has it back at her room. We make arrangements to meet in the morning. After dinner we drop off her big sister and go to the piano bar.
Saturday morning, off to meet Valerie to pick up my wrap. I meet Valerie, she is going to the pool and asks if I would like to join her. If I would have known I was going to the pool I would have worn a swim suit. As it was I’m wearing a spaghetti strap top, short skirt and sandals. We go to the pool, they are shooting the kids of Beverly Hills or something like that. Who knows maybe we’ll be on TV. The pool is packed. We find a spot under the falls. I took off my sandals and rolled up my skirt. Valerie was wearing a swim suit under her clothes. The water was a little cold but we waded in anyway. Afterward we all had a nice lunch. Back to the Blair House where we spent the rest of the weekend.
Sunday slept in and called for a late check out. Pack up everything, yes I bought a lot of clothes, get it all back into the car and off I go. I stop by the bank, gas and McDs for the worst fish sandwich ever. Traffic is just crawling across the desert. After a few hours I stop for dinner at Denny’s. This is when I make the decision to take the same route back thru the mountains, the same as I drove on the way to Vegas, instead of staying on the freeway that would take me down toward LA, a longer but safer route. The short route is about 400 miles one way. About 1:30am 30 miles from home I hit a deer. It is pretty bad. Car stopped but still running, horn going off, and one headlight left. My arms are bleeding but I seem to be ok. I slip my sandals on and check the car over. Its dark, no phone, no traffic... The funny thing was I had no urge to change back to guy mode. I was able to drive the car home. I’m ok the car not so much.
Some other things. Well I guess I’ll just say it, my new boyfriend and I are sitting in the living room and he says to me “you think like a girl”. I guess I’ll take it as a compliment. After nine days of being Jean I didn’t want to go back. This was one of the questions I was looking to answer. DLV dress code, do not let this stop you from attending. Just show up at the first event and opening night in guy mode, make some friends and do your own thing. Most of the time I was in Vegas I was on my own or with girls I met there doing our own thing. Just be who you are its Vegas Baby.
Last if it wasn’t for personal and professional obligations I would be packing right now and moving to Vegas. Love Jean
