crossdressing


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Sometimes I think I need to retire from the modern world, because it makes me incredibly sad. Maybe I should go live on a mountain, or deep in the forest, away from the news, computers, and the hustle and bustle of daily life. Searching for some occupation, I could take up whittling. I bet after a week or so, I could whittle some pretty sweet spoons. I could spend hours and hours whittling all kinds of different spoons – big spoons, little spoons, simple spoons, intricate spoons. Maybe one day I would get fancy and make a slotted spoon. Thousands […]

Validation



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Boobs. You love them, I love them. British indie band Cornershop loves them, writing “Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow” in their 1997 smash hit “Brimful of Asha”. Theirs, apparently, was on the “45”, whereas mine is generally tucked away in a box in my closet, up until such a time as knockers are required. When I first started out crossdressing, boobs usually meant scrounging whatever I had around me in order to fill up an otherwise empty bra. Scrunched up t-shirts and beanie-hats usually fit the bill (or cup?). For some reason, I eschewed most people’s default of […]

REVIEW: Exsil Breastforms from Glamour Boutique



The last time I was in Las Vegas, it was primarily for a half-marathon, but with a focus on dressing up and hanging with my friends. This time round, I was primarily there for a photoshoot. It went ok. Actually, depending on how you look at it, it went pretty awful. It got up to 43C/110F, which are temperatures I cannot abide. I tend to thrive around 21C/70F, and subsequently melt into a heap at 30C/86F. I had a pretty bad cough/cold, and spent a large portion of my time being doped up on almost-certainly too-much-dayquil and figuring out where […]

Colours of Las Vegas



(Part of Colours of Las Vegas) I’d gotten pictures of myself in a swimsuit before, but never a bikini. Honestly, I was a bit terrified even buying this because how could it possibly look good? I was glad to be mistaken. This was a good start to the day. It wasn’t a full-on bikini-world, however. A cover-up was necessary because of the obvious reasons. I saw what was down there, it was not a good look. Nevertheless, the cover-up didn’t detract from the outfit at all – it matched really well! Also I’m pretty happy about the fact that I […]

Vegas: Red



(Part of Colours of Las Vegas) I almost didn’t buy this dress. I forget why. Even when it arrived, I wasn’t sure how good it would look. After a wash and some drying though, it de-wrinkled enough for me to be pretty sure it would look ok. That, and matched with some converse from the collection, it actually ended up being much cuter than I’d hoped, and photographed really well! Bright colours might be my jam. Given my brownness, bright colours complement my skin pretty well, which is helpful. There’s something very innocent about this outfit. Not sure if it’s […]

Vegas: Yellow



(Part of Colours of Las Vegas) I adore this dress. it’s nice and breezy, super flattering, bright and colourful, and for some god-awful reason, I couldn’t get a decent picture of me standing up in it. Maybe I just couldn’t find the right pose. Maybe I was exhausted and couldn’t be bothered anymore. Maybe I was so tired I actually forgot to look at my preparation doc to remember the pose I’d already picked out for this dress. God dammit. In any case, I did get some good photos, so I’m not mad. Holy hell, look at the size of […]

Vegas: Blue



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(Part of Colours of Las Vegas) See that face? That is a greasy face. That is the face of someone who is currently thinking to themselves “Oh god, is it actually worth being out here in this miserable heat?” The answer to that question is a solid “Maybe”. Daylight was fading though, and getting the most out of the terrace and the limited Las Vegas skyline that I had seemed like an opportunity I shouldn’t miss. All that said, being inside, even with this weird spot-lighting coming from the ceiling, was infinitely preferable. Plus I hadn’t sat on a counter-top […]

Vegas: White



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Back when I was but a wee lad of, let’s say…20, I spent a while searching around on the internet for blogs of crossdressers, and in particular people whose voices jived with my sensibilities. At the time I found, well, not many, which eventually made me want to add my own voice to that minuscule chorus. But there was one blogger in particular which I liked, and whom I checked up on semi-frequently. Then one day, they were gone. Some years later, once again casting an eye about aforementioned information-super-highway, I stumbled across a funny crossdresser on youtube with a […]

The Mysterious Case Of The Disappearing Blogger