Great Find

For years, I've been searching for a really good photo of Lana Turner in this outfit from her opening scene in The Postman Always Rings Twice...and where should I finally find one but in today's edition of The New York Times Book Review!

Why have I been seeking this image? Well, it goes back to what I said in my last post about fantasies of being made to dress in something secretly feminine in public. Look at the outfit--except for the shoes and the turban, it's quite androgynous. Imagine some sissy--with short hair and maybe a touch of lipstick and mascara--made to walk through the mall in this.

I get a hard-on just thinking about it!

Men in Heels

The image above is from the titular blog, now added to the my links list. It's a fascinating little site...and one I enjoy because one of my fantasies has always been to be out in public in some form of trans-gender outfit--clearly male but showing some female trait or another.

"Happy Christmas to All...

...and to all a Good Night!"...as Clement Clark Moore wrote. (And, yes, he did write "Happy Christmas," not "Merry....")

I'll probably not be blogging over the next two weeks, so Happy New Year as well. I thought this was an opportunity to thank everybody who has commented here, who has linked to here, who reads here regularly.

And a chance to talk about how I feel about Christmas. I'm with Charles Dickens, who put these words into the mouth of Scrooge's nephew, Fred: "I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round -- apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that -- as a good time: a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time: the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. And therefore, uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!"

There is practically no version of A Christmas Carol that I cannot stand to watch at least once, although I have a favorite--the 1984 TV version starring George C. Scott, which I consider closest to both the spirit and the letter of Dickens' work. I will confess a soft spot for The Muppet Christmas Carol, in part because my kids love it so (despite their being in college and grad school now).

So I will close this post with the immortal words of Tiny Tim:

God bless us, everyone!

Crossdressers.com

I have decided to stop participating at Crossdressers.com and I am deleting the link to that site.

After two rather snotty and abrupt messages from administrators there--one about photos posted identical to ones here and one about the link to this blog on my profile--it's clear to me that they are, all in all, way too prudish about perfectly innocent stuff.

What really ticked me off is when they objected to the link to this blog--which has been there since I joined their forum--and refused to outline their specific objections, saying only "if I read the rules, I'll know." Well, I read the rules, and I haven't a clue.

I don't object to any site having rules, I object to them treating participants as children, and taking a heavy-handed approach to violations. What's wrong with "Hey, Dani, I think the stuff you just posted may be a problem and here's why...." as opposed to "You've violated our rules, we've removed the offending stuff, now you figure out how you offended."

It's a shame I have to do this, as there were a lot of good people over there.

Follow-up: They're even refusing to delete my account, claiming the rules say they don't have to.

Final Pics of '07

I got dressed and took photos today for what will undoubtedly be the last time in this year. My kids come home from college next week and any time for this stuff will have to wait until they go back.

In preparation for this, yesterday I went out and bought an inexpensive mask and wig. In these pics, the mask has been digitally altered to look more realistic (including "stealing" the eyes from some older pics of myself), but I've left the body untouched. Later I may play with these to create more "fantasy" images.

The shots of the legs alone were done because--back when I was dressing more often--I was often told my legs were my best feature. I think they've gotten a little chunky in the ensuing decades. What do you think?

More pics can be found at My album: Mask-and-Legs

An Interesting Encounter

This morning, amidst other Christmas shopping, I bought two pair of thigh-high stockings for myself. Queen size.

I brought them to the department store clerk, who said, smiling, "How nice to see a man who knows how to buy stockings."