Cosmo for January

Don't Embarrass Me

The Making of Janice Jiggletits

Getting Hit On

Archelle: Clothing Optional

Happy Christmas to All

[My annual Christmas greeting, first posted in 2007.]

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



This is my 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 college graduates now).

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

God bless us, everyone!

No Arousal Wanted

Donald's Special Summer

On Your Knees for December

Show Off

Archelle: What Girls Prefer

Book Cover: Good Girl

Full Dose

Bobbi Bubblebutt

First Fitting

Who Wears the Pants?

A week ago in this space, I linked to Stana's discussion of pants vs. dresses and skirts. Today, I'm going to talk about my own history with feminine trousers.

When I first began cross-dressing in my 20s, the idea of wearing pants seemed silly. "That's what I wear all the time; girls wear skirts and dresses." And when I resumed dressing about 15 years ago, that was my first rhought as well--and then I realized that, in the modern era, there were a lot of differences between men's and women's pants. And when I began to see some female styles that seemed really attractive and girlish, I decided to give them a try.

I realized a few things--for me, with some exceptions, the most femme pants were loose and a little flowing and, for them to really seem feminine, they needed to be worn with visible high heels. Here are some examples:

There were two exceptions to the "loose and flowing" rule: jeans and leather. I was never happy with the fit of the jeans I got, but the leather pants could be quite femme and sexy:

The one thing I wish I could have found was a pair of attractive shorts.

Official Uniform

Archelle: Classic Pin-up

Book Cover: Have a Treat, Sissy!

Brother's Fate

 

Hypno-Session: Becoming Mistress's Twin

 Wednesday, I had my latest meeting with Mistress Lola, probably the last we will have until after the holidays. In it, Mistress Lola mentally conditioned me to look and act like her twin.

The trance-script is here.

Male Lesbian Bedmate

First Term at Stepton High

Panting for Dresses

Stana talks about the shift from dresses to pants in feminine attire--and what it means to people like us:

I seldom see civilian women in dresses or skirts. At the mall last week, I saw one woman in a skirt – all the others were in pants. However, there were still racks of dresses for sale in Macy’s. Don’t know who’s buying them because nobody was wearing them. Maybe they should move those racks to the men’s department because it seems that “men” like us are more likely to wear dresses than cisgender women.

Despite what civilian women are wearing or not wearing, I still dress up when I go out. In addition to the dress, I am fully coiffured and wear heels, hosiery, handbag, jewelry, bra, girdle, full makeup, etc. – just like when Mom when she used to go out. (She taught her “daughter” well.)

People notice. But what’s wrong with being noticed? Being noticed may result in compliments and what girl doesn’t like to receive unsolicited compliments on their appearance.

I admit I have a few bifurcated garments in milady’s wardrobe. But I seldom wear them. Maybe when I attend a very casual affair like a cook-out or a softball game. Otherwise, I’m in a dress.

After all, they don’t call it “cross-trousering,” do they?

I'll have some comments on my own experiences with women's pants in this space next week.

Archelle: Playboy Model

Book: Blow Bimbo Bubbles

Am I Ready?

Most Feminine?

Kink, Inc.

She Did It Again!

I have to start paying more attention to what's going on when I wake up from my naps. Bubbles has taken to using that half-asleep time to commendeering my body to ger own thoughts and ideas into this blog--like the post that preceded this one.

I only came across just now, as I was checking on the stats for the blog. Still, it's a very sexy image, I must say.

Bubbles Strikes Again

Like, hi, everybody! Since Dani won't get a chance to have fun with Mistress Lola until next week, I decided to take over and show her what she might be missing.

Ready, Dani? Have a treat, Sissy!

Advanced Training

My Purge Story

A week ago, I linked to and quoted from Hannah McKnight's thoughts on purging; I thought it would be suitable to talk about my own history.

I first started accumulating a feminine wardrobe when I moved out of my mother's home in my early 20s. Within a few years, I had a good collection of lingerie, four or five dresses, some skirts and blouses, and three or four pairs of shoes. That all went away when I moved from New York City to a small town in upstate New York shortly before I got married. That was my first purge.

In the first 25 years of my marriage, I occasionally bought some new things--mostly lingerie and shoes--but they never stayed for long. About 14 years ago, the urge to dress took hold again and I started acquiring femme attire (I think a bit of "empty-nest syndrome" explains this, as my children had both mostly moved out by that time). First came panties, then hosiery, then high heels...and within six months, I had a considerable collection. Over the next decade, I did several "mini-purges" which I called "cullings"--as I went through the wardrobe and disposed of the items I seldom wore or which I decided were no longet to my taste. Still, by 2019, I had some 25 dresses, and about the same number each of skirts and blouses. I had about 30 pairs of shoes and, of course, lots of panties and bras and hose.

And I began to get careless about keeping it all hidden. (My wife has never understood or accepted my cross-dressing.) Little items--usually jewelry or hair accessories--would be missed when straightening up after a dressing/photo session. M wife put her foot down--it all had to go. I resolved to get rid of it...and I did, for the most part. All the dresses, skirts, and blouses went to Goodwill, as did most of the shoes. The undies were simply trashed.

I still have a couple of pairs of panties, two bras, and three or four pairs of heels. I guess you could say I kept them for sentimental reasons. Once in a while, I surreptitiously wear them under male attire in what I call "secret sissy" days.

But my full-on dressing days are gone forever.

Archelle: Pool Attention

Book: Muff-Diving Man Maiden

His Time of the Month

Don't Spill a Drop

Sissy Brigade Stewardess

Salon Boy-Girl

Why We Purge

Hannah McKnight discusses a painful subject: purging

As I choose my outfits..., I can’t help thinking about certain dresses that I used to own but were tossed out on the (many) times I purged over the years. In remembering these instances it is always with a little pang of regret and annoyance. “Why did I throw anything out?” I think to myself. But the truth is I know why I threw it out. We all know why we’ve purged.

I was probably in my teens when I realized that crossdressing was going to be a part of who I was for the rest of my life. I knew I wasn’t going to outgrow it, it wasn’t a phase. This was my accepting who I was. It would be years before I would embrace it, but that’s another story. It would be a few more years, not until I was twenty years old and living in my first apartment that I first bought my own clothes, specifically lingerie. It was the first time that I had panties and bras that were one hundred percent my own. I could wear them whenever I wanted, I didn’t have to put them back when I was finished trying them on. They were mine mine mine. And I loved it.

But it also filled me with anxiety and fear. Living alone in a studio apartment meant that were someone else to find my lingerie it would be unquestionably mine. I couldn’t say that my clothes were my sister’s that somehow got mixed up with my own. I was, and still am, terrified of being found out. So, after a few days of my new bra and panty set hidden away in my closet, I would purge.

We purge for different reasons. Some of us purge because we are convinced that we have outgrown this side of us. We think (and try to tell ourselves) that it was a phase and have moved on with our lives. For me personally I don’t think I ever felt that way. So, why did I purge? I tossed my wardrobe and heels for two main reasons. At first I threw away my clothes because I was scared to death of being found out.

The second reason I purged was me thinking that I could, well, stop crossdressing. I knew I was who I was and that I wasn’t ever going to change, but I honestly thought I could stop. I naively thought if I didn’t own panties that it wouldn’;t be possible for me to wear them and therefore I wouldn’t stop thinking about it. Sure, I might WANT to wear lingerie but if I didn’t own any I couldn’t do so. I would also resist buying anything. Ever.

It would be years and it would take countless purging (some small, some rather large) until I realized that it was pointless. No matter how many times I threw away my panties it wouldn’t take long for me to wander over to the lingerie section of a store and start shopping again. Eventually I realized that this (expensive) pattern would repeat for the rest of my life. I did my final purge the day before I moved in with my girlfriend, the girl I would be fortunate enough to marry.

Next week in this space I will discuss my own history of purging.

Archelle: On the Couch

Book Cover: Male Lesbian Bedmate

Cute as a Button

Hypno-Session: Feminine and Submissive

 Wednesday I had another delightful afternoon in the hypnotic control of Mistress Lola, this time as we explored my feminine and submissive nature.

The trance-script is here.

Stepton Surprise

Tonight's the Night

Mumsy and Me at the Mall

Archelle: Bimbo At Last

LV Books: Crossdresser Seduction

Beginning a new weekly series. LolaVenus Enterprises' latest venture is a paperback line of novels set in the world of female domination, feminization and hypnosis.

Cruise Control