Dr. Jillian Weiss isn't just the serious lawyer you've grown to respect for insightful political and movement-related commentary. She has a wild streak that you'd never imagine.
Jill is one of those ravishing women who's had male and female lovers, but I doubt you'll ever find anyone who loves her as much as I do. She's become a close friend and confidante over the years.
Alex discovered Jill and her blog, Transgender Workplace Diversity. He quickly decided she should blog at Bilerico Project and sent her an invitation to become a contributor. Jill, in her coy way, played hard to get and only agreed to join us after many gifts - including a Gucci handbag, a handful of diamonds, and three trips to Monaco. (She really likes to gamble.)
Jerame and I met Jill when we went to New York City for the NYC Anti-Violence Project's Courage Award ceremony. She offered to show us the sights and soon we were riding a ferry a short distance from the Statue of Liberty as a cold wind blew us together. While we stood shoulder to shoulder against the freezing November gales, I had no idea we'd stand in formation multiple times as we defended each other during life's rough patches. You might not realize it from her quiet demeanor, but Jill's a brawler.
Whether it was driving through a blizzard to New Jersey to pick up Phil Reese and me and drive us back into the city or wandering the streets of Vegas in the wee hours of the morning with a group of drunken gay men, there's little the unflappable woman hasn't done. Practically imperturbable, she relaxes by singing and playing the piano; skills, I have no doubt, she learned while growing up in a house of ill repute or St. Jude's School for Jewish Naughty Girls or something.
An adventurous sort, she taunts Mother Nature with her outdoor escapades; she kayaks, she hikes, and she turns heads wherever she goes. In this photo, the master seductress has started to hypnotize the audience of aforementioned drunken gay men by quickly adopting the local customs and donning native attire during her first visit to an In & Out burger joint.
No one in the history of mankind had ever looked good wearing a fast food bonnet, but, for one shining moment, our very own supposedly staid-and-respectable doctor shoved the paper helmet on her golden locks and looked up like Venus arising out of the sea and -damn- she looked good.
This photo was taken a second or two before that moment of perfection, however, so you'll just have to imagine it. She just looks silly here and not highbrow at all. But when our late night munchie fit was over, all of us had fallen in love with her.