Blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes -Dire Straits Can you see the look of joy on my face? I can. I can see me, relaxed, comfortable, safe. Sort of the calm before the storm. But as is usual, I am getting ahead of myself. Let me back up. Saturday night Jules and I went to A & B’s house. (oh right, sidebar, I am so tired of calling my friends A & B, I asked them…
Today’s post is from a great friend, B. Some of you may remember mention of him from some of my previous posts. I had sent a link to B of this post. This morning I was thrilled to receive the following comment submitted to my blog. This is such an amazing statement of friendship that I didn’t want his comment to simply disappear into the archives of my blog and I asked him if I could feature it as its…
1 – That I could not dress from head to toe as a woman.2 – That I could not go in public dressed as a woman.3 – That my friends and family would ostracize me if I told them that I dress as a woman.4 – That everyone would know that I am a cross dresser if I: paint my nails, pierce my ears, wear female jewelry, wear female clothes.5 – If I show my face on my blog my…
The evening’s conversation turned towards my personal proclivities when B asked me, ‘what do you think is the biggest difference between men’s and women’s clothes?’ I hesitated in replying to him. I think because I was so happy inside that a friend of mine felt comfortable enough to ask me that question. During my pause, B asked ‘Well what if we just limit the question to jeans?’ I forget exactly what I said; I think my response had something to…
Awhile back some of you may remember my post about the camping trip I went on. If you do not, a small recap – Jules and I went camping with another couple, A & B. During our camping trip I decided to divulge my secret life as a cross dresser. We have hung out with them several times since that camping trip but nothing about me cross dressing has come up during that time period. Really nothing at all had…
I want to tell you how tired I am of the Mayan 2012 end of the world thing. I am so tired of all of the tv-shows that keep replaying, over and over. Today it is absolutely ridiculous, show after show, on The History Channel of all things. Why is that? Why does a channel, called The History Channel, show programs that have nothing to do with history? I don’t think that it would bother me so much, if so many people…
Every single outfit picture starts off full size, with my head included, but by the time it ends up on my site, they are all headless. I have mentioned that I have found it easier to retain my anonymity but I don’t know that for sure. What I do know for sure is that I find it extremely difficult to be happy with the pictures of my face. It is so easy to use clothes to get my body to appear more…