PAPILLON GROUPS

 

 

 

It was fairly epic the way that we got together, so for those that may be interested… read on….

Once upon a time, in a land far far away……

… Well, to be honest Hurst Street in deepest Darkest Birmingham…

There were three trannies happily mincing about and sipping pink champagne, apart from Chrissy who was busy re-attaching the IV line of Vodka and coke to her left arm, and Debbie was smoking two or three ciggies at once whilst Lisa was busy seeking reassurance that her 8cm mini skirt was not on the short side.

Then something very odd happened.

As I remember it, a bottle of WKD blue suddenly too on a life of it’s own and hovered above the bar…. All of a sudden, a pink cloud of smoke appeared and grew thicker and thicker from the bottle…

As the some cleared there were three beautiful women dressed in gossamer silk robes hovering a few feet above the ground.

‘We are’ began one ‘The wise women from planet Karenmillen and know ye this’

Debs, Lisa and Chrissy looked at each other blankly.

‘Trannies ye be’ continued the wise women, ‘and thus ye shall make a web site and club for all other trannies and their ilk’

The pretty red-haired wise woman pointed to Chrissy

‘Boots ye shall wear.  Neither short nor low but on the thigh with many many laces and high heels’

And Chrissy did

The Blonde wise woman next pointed to Lisa.

‘Skirts short like belts ye will wear so ever is your ass cold’

And Lisa did

Then, the raven-haired mixed race wise woman pointed to Debs.

‘A chick of rock ye shall be. And not in less that thy guitar will be played whilst wearing skintight leather.

And Debs did

Then the wise women disappeared with a poof – it was after all on Hurst Street – and so after much drinking and merry making Papillon was born…

That is the way I remember it anyway, and I guess it goes to show that we don’t really take life all that seriously…

I am quite sure that the other two will add to this from time to time as the legend grows.

Papillon is for everyone, and we want everyone who comes along to have a good time.  All of us once were closet girls and we all know that it can be hard to get out and start having fun, but believe me, glamming up and hitting the town is the best way to enjoy life!!!  The three of us do it whole heaps and if you are a newbie, then get it touch and have a chat.

Debs