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Following on from my previous blog post, I wanted to talk a little about making dressing up and getting out there a bit easier. The number of days where I had decided I was going to dress up, only to end up not doing so, is depressingly large, and each time, there was always some reason why it wasn’t practical to do so. Fear, I suppose, was one of the biggest hurdles to get over. That’s still a bit of a work-in-progress – each time I dress up, there’s always a little bit of fear, and given the long hiatus, […]

Pragmatic Crossdressing: Getting out the door more easily



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So I hadn’t dressed up in… oh god, like a year, actually. We’ve had a lot going on, as I’ve talked about before, but this weekend I got some blessed time to myself :D Things to note: 1: We did some construction at home, and split our big downstairs into two rooms, one of which IS NOW MINE. I have all my wardrobes and my vanity down there, so it’s all miiineee yassss. 2: I got a tattoo. You shall see it shortly. I was planning on doing one of my standard photoshoots, but after trying (vaguely) desperately to deal […]

A Plague of Selfies



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You’re so vain – I bet you think this post is about you, don’t you? You might be right. I tend to be an over-analyzer. My teenage years (which I might counter-intuitively deign to leak far into my twenties) were plagued by late-nights in bed trying to sleep, playing conversations with people I’d had that day over and over in my head trying to glean more meaning than was superficially apparent from the words that they actually said, whilst also worrying about whether or not my responses were appropriate, or whether I was able to make myself fully understood. That […]

The Vain Crossdresser: A Defence of Vanity.





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One of the first questions we ask ourselves once we realise that we’re crossdressers/transvestites is “Why am I like this? Why am I a crossdresser?” Usually it’s not from a place of genuine curiosity, but a place of shame, or of misplaced guilt, or of anguish, because we’re suddenly assaulted by this reality of being different from everyone else – not by choice, but by circumstance, as if Fate has dealt us a shitty hand that we have no choice but to play. Well, ok. That’s one way to look at it. Another way to look at it is as […]

Crossdressing: Nature or Nurture?



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Ok, this is definitely a bit of a low-effort post, but I took some pics recently and I thought I would share. I apologise for their selfie-nature. NO WAIT, I APOLOGISE FOR NOTHING! Ok, maybe I apologise for the instagram-like nature of some of these… Although that filter really made this picture a lot better.

My Long Weekend Pics





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From another recent email I received: Are you ever afraid that, or do you ever have the feeling that just “dressing” isn’t or won’t be enough for you? That’s actually something I’m not worried about at all. For me, dressing is basically where it ends. I’ve never had any long-term desire to be a woman – indeed, the rare, short-term thoughts on it I’ve had have evaporated faster than what to watch next on Netflix. Further steps, like transitioning, hormones, voice-coaching, etc are just not something that drives me, or appeal to me. Quite the contrary – although I will […]

Ask a Crossdresser: Is just dressing enough?