I just rented three Robert Pattinson movies back to back. All to make screencaps of female stars in pretty dresses. Which I admit is rather odd. And I only properly watched one of them.
Bel Ami for Holliday Grainger as a 19th century heiress (following on from Great Expectations and Anna Karenina), Cosmopolis (the one I watched) for Sarah Gadon as a high-fashion lady, and Remember Me for Emilie De Ravin as a girlfriend dressed up for a big date.
A transgendered wannabe girl (currently in the closet) talks about things.
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Being my big brother's girlfriend's little sister
When I was sixteen and still trying not to be a girl, my brother had a Gothy girlfriend... and sometimes she'd leave stuff in his room. She was the first woman not related to me that I ever borrowed things from. I wore her skirts, her tights, her black and cherry lipsticks... She never left a full outfit, and I nearly got caught once by my brother with what little she did have. But I remember leaving a glossy purple lipstick mark on a tissue and smile.
And one day she bought a wedding dress from a charity shop. She planned to dye it black... I don't know if she ever did.
I do know it didn't quite fit me. :/
(Some years later, a friend managing a charity shop mentioned a man coming in to buy a dress "for a costume party" and coming back a week later for a wedding dress. As I said, "if you're gonna do it, do it properly." I hope I didn't sound too wistful...)
And one day she bought a wedding dress from a charity shop. She planned to dye it black... I don't know if she ever did.
I do know it didn't quite fit me. :/
(Some years later, a friend managing a charity shop mentioned a man coming in to buy a dress "for a costume party" and coming back a week later for a wedding dress. As I said, "if you're gonna do it, do it properly." I hope I didn't sound too wistful...)
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
For my late teens and most of my 20s I had quite long hair. But it was "manly" long hair, i.e. in bad condition. Some of it was strong, but some of it was weak, and thinned. Something else to resent testosterone for...
Monday, July 28, 2014
Andreja
Andreja Pejic, formerly known as androgynous model Andrej, has completed SRS and changed her name. She was always enviably beautiful either way. I hope her career stays on the up and up.
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Girls who are boys who like boys to be girls...
Putting together a "soundtrack" for my fake wedding TG story. I kinda want "I'm Just A Girl" at some point, and "Man, I Feel Like A Woman" is in there already... and a "you were made for me" song of some kind for a big romantic moment. Probably not "Lola", too obvious...
And possibly a drunk karaoke version of "I Enjoy Being A Girl" during the bachelorette party.
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Something I wish for
I can't quite stop a wince and feel my cheeks flush as the maid tightens the silk laces once more.
The corset holds me tight, giving me an hourglass figure, pushing the flesh of my chest up into a hint of cleavage. I feel a little dizzy, sore and breathless. She assures me "you will soon be used to it" and I blush all the more. Knowing that I will.
I already wear a chemise, bloomers, stockings and high heeled boots... I already look alarmingly like a woman... what more does she plan to do to me?
I catch glimpses of the gleaming white satin of the gown as she works around me... fitting me into petticoats that swish as they brush the floor. Somehow this is more feminising than anything else, being skirted. But apparently not enough, as she fastens a padded bustle over my derriere, adds a corset cover...
She pauses to lay out pearl and silver jewellery, rouge and perfume, and satin opera gloves... it seems that her employer plans for me to be fully dressed in this manner.
Finally she brings out the gown.
It is so lovely that, to my deep embarrassment, I cannot deny my desire to be dressed in it...
The corset holds me tight, giving me an hourglass figure, pushing the flesh of my chest up into a hint of cleavage. I feel a little dizzy, sore and breathless. She assures me "you will soon be used to it" and I blush all the more. Knowing that I will.
I already wear a chemise, bloomers, stockings and high heeled boots... I already look alarmingly like a woman... what more does she plan to do to me?
I catch glimpses of the gleaming white satin of the gown as she works around me... fitting me into petticoats that swish as they brush the floor. Somehow this is more feminising than anything else, being skirted. But apparently not enough, as she fastens a padded bustle over my derriere, adds a corset cover...
She pauses to lay out pearl and silver jewellery, rouge and perfume, and satin opera gloves... it seems that her employer plans for me to be fully dressed in this manner.
Finally she brings out the gown.
It is so lovely that, to my deep embarrassment, I cannot deny my desire to be dressed in it...
Friday, July 25, 2014
But the film's in colour?
The first trailer for inept BDSM porn Twilight-ripoff-without-vampires Five-O Shades Of Black And White (or something like that) has arrived and, well, the girl's sort of cute and the guy kind of looks like budget Superman and looks nice in a suit and with his shirt off.
There are tiny flashes of blindfolds and wrist restraints and a little flick-tickle with a riding crop, but otherwise it looks Mills & Boon. After all, a major studio can't really make porn.
I wouldn't be surprised if there's an extended more porny DVD. That's where the actual audience will be, right?
Now, how about a big studio version of Baroness Gloria?
There are tiny flashes of blindfolds and wrist restraints and a little flick-tickle with a riding crop, but otherwise it looks Mills & Boon. After all, a major studio can't really make porn.
I wouldn't be surprised if there's an extended more porny DVD. That's where the actual audience will be, right?
Now, how about a big studio version of Baroness Gloria?
Thursday, July 24, 2014
50 posts! Here is some music...
With your cherry lips and golden curls
You could make grown men gasp when you go walking past
And in your hot pants and high heels
They could not believe that such a body was for real
It seemed like rainbows would appear
Whenever you came near the clouds would disappear
Because you looked just like a girl
Your baby blues would flash and suddenly a spell was cast
You could make grown men gasp when you go walking past
And in your hot pants and high heels
They could not believe that such a body was for real
It seemed like rainbows would appear
Whenever you came near the clouds would disappear
Because you looked just like a girl
Your baby blues would flash and suddenly a spell was cast
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Summer
Summer is officially here... it's been too warm to wear anything nice even indoors since Saturday. I don't own any cute sun dresses, as my body needs more coverage to look at all feminine. Still, sweating off some weight is probably a good thing... just icky in the process...
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Which side am I on here? Guess...
So there's this new creepy wannabe-Mr-Grey series of advertising photos for a suit company...
And all they do is remind me how much more fun feminine clothing is.
And all they do is remind me how much more fun feminine clothing is.
Monday, July 21, 2014
Time travel dressing up (again)
Being British, I was raised on Dickens, Austen and more on BBC TV (and sometimes ITV) of a Sunday evening, so I'm likely to find an actress more attractive if she looks good in corsets and petticoats, and an actor if he can wear a top hat with aplomb.
Add the frisson of it being a modern girl sent back in time and it's better still! Having to cope with corsets and petticoats with our POV...
(The current Doctor Who companion Clara is cute as a button and has so far worn gorgeous Victorian dresses at least once a year.)
Lots of children's fiction involves time travel, and a lot of that got TV adaptations as well because (like Who) it was what they were really good at. Moondial sticks in my head as an example. It didn't even have much dressing up!
A non-children's example was Lost In Austen, in which the wistfully romantic but very modern Amanda replaces Elizabeth Bennet in Pride And Prejudice and screws it up royally, like we all probably would. But oh, I'd like to try!
Add the frisson of it being a modern girl sent back in time and it's better still! Having to cope with corsets and petticoats with our POV...
(The current Doctor Who companion Clara is cute as a button and has so far worn gorgeous Victorian dresses at least once a year.)
Lots of children's fiction involves time travel, and a lot of that got TV adaptations as well because (like Who) it was what they were really good at. Moondial sticks in my head as an example. It didn't even have much dressing up!
A non-children's example was Lost In Austen, in which the wistfully romantic but very modern Amanda replaces Elizabeth Bennet in Pride And Prejudice and screws it up royally, like we all probably would. But oh, I'd like to try!
Sunday, July 20, 2014
I want to be a Girl Aloud
Specifically a couple albums down the line. I'd love to be made over by their stylists...
I want to be a Material Girl
My first 50s retro dressing fantasy was second-hand. It was Madonna doing Material Girl, imitating Marilyn doing Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend. By then she'd done Like A Virgin, which helped build my fairytale princess and bride fantasies.
But to this day... I want this dress.
Saturday, July 19, 2014
TG Movies: It's A Boy Girl Thing
After I grumbled about Switch, I mentioned It's A Boy Girl Thing. Now, I'm not saying this is perfect, but it's fun.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
TG Movies: Switch
Have you seen Switch? If you're reading this blog, you probably have. (If not, Google Blake Edwards Switch and it's on YouTube as the fifth result.)
It's kind of terrible. Ellen Barkin struggling with high heels is amusing, but could have been played for more laughs. But it's the biggest of the genre. (It's A Boy/Girl Thing is way better.) All the more reason we need another one...
It's kind of terrible. Ellen Barkin struggling with high heels is amusing, but could have been played for more laughs. But it's the biggest of the genre. (It's A Boy/Girl Thing is way better.) All the more reason we need another one...
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
"Like A Girl"
This current advert/meme is about how "like a girl" is used as an insult, and therefore insulting to girls. Which is true, naturally, and horrible.
But on the flip side, I found this song from 1896 (lyrics and cover art only) while looking for something to be heard in a music hall during an RP, about how great being a girl would be.
"To be a girl a week, if it were mine, I'd give the world"
Originally sung by a girl dressed up as a boy, of course...
But on the flip side, I found this song from 1896 (lyrics and cover art only) while looking for something to be heard in a music hall during an RP, about how great being a girl would be.
"To be a girl a week, if it were mine, I'd give the world"
Originally sung by a girl dressed up as a boy, of course...
Monday, July 14, 2014
It's kind of a funny story...
I'm idly pondering the writing-to-be-seen possibilities of a current RP. It's an idea I've had for a while, and finally found someone to share ideas with.
You know "Seven Chances", or its remake "The Bachelor"? A "Brewster's Millions" kind of thing, where someone has to do something difficult to get a fortune... In this case, a single guy has to be married by a certain date to win?
Well... I'm sure you can see the obvious twist regarding our interests. ;) The only friend he can really trust is (currently) male...
It's expressly to be done as a romantic comedy, with the hero(ine) having to deal with being a girl and her changing feelings for her best friend, someone helping her play the role and taking obvious amusement in it, other romantic interests being brought in, and the will-they-or-won't-they ending.
I could almost see it being made as a little indie film. Not even porn!
You know "Seven Chances", or its remake "The Bachelor"? A "Brewster's Millions" kind of thing, where someone has to do something difficult to get a fortune... In this case, a single guy has to be married by a certain date to win?
Well... I'm sure you can see the obvious twist regarding our interests. ;) The only friend he can really trust is (currently) male...
It's expressly to be done as a romantic comedy, with the hero(ine) having to deal with being a girl and her changing feelings for her best friend, someone helping her play the role and taking obvious amusement in it, other romantic interests being brought in, and the will-they-or-won't-they ending.
I could almost see it being made as a little indie film. Not even porn!
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Roleplaying and THAT kind of roleplaying
You know the old "roleplaying game players get pulled into the game and have to play their characters for real" idea?
That's why I play pretty princesses. ;)
That's why I play pretty princesses. ;)
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Being on the girl side of the divide
Tomorrow is the World Cup final, on BBC One and ITV. BBC Two is showing Shall We Dance? and Channel 4 has Titanic. Whatever might they be implying about gender-related interests?
Hell yes I'm watching Titanic!
On a related note, "Ladyship" at TGComics entices me in a way few Poser comics do because of its content. Hypnotised to become an Edwardian lady? Yes please...
Hell yes I'm watching Titanic!
On a related note, "Ladyship" at TGComics entices me in a way few Poser comics do because of its content. Hypnotised to become an Edwardian lady? Yes please...
Friday, July 11, 2014
It's Friday, and I'm at home in my nightie and earrings, working on pictures for some Elliquiy stories.
Yes, I know, I should make TG caps. Shush. :)
Yes, I know, I should make TG caps. Shush. :)
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Stepford
Another idea tangled up with forced feminisation, transformation and mind control... The Stepford Wives does it to women. It's a horror-satire commentary on what men want from women. But naturally, there's some Stepford TG fan work here and there. It's another of those fantasies...
It's like being a 50s housewife, but it's not even the 50s... and the impulse to look and act the part aren't even natural... and being completely controlled and changed to order by a powerful husband...
It's like being a 50s housewife, but it's not even the 50s... and the impulse to look and act the part aren't even natural... and being completely controlled and changed to order by a powerful husband...
Wednesday, July 09, 2014
Elliquiy
I don't actually recall who told me about Elliquiy, which I joined six years ago today. I'd like to thank them. In the intervening time I've had some great stories, some great turn-ons, my share of disappointments and vanishing RP partners, and even some praise for the quality of my writing!
(Edit a day later - and the site gets a new look the day after I've been there six years, and I get all confused. :D )
(Edit a day later - and the site gets a new look the day after I've been there six years, and I get all confused. :D )
Tuesday, July 08, 2014
Make me over, early 60s syle
Beatnik Beauty, a ridiculous example from the British Pathe archive of 1963. Of course the girl is an actress. Of course I want to have this happen to me.
Monday, July 07, 2014
Trying On The Royal Wardrobe
Historian Dr. Lucy Worsley was given another opportunity to dress up in period frocks tonight on BBC4's "Tales From The Royal Wardrobe". She looked overwhelmed in a recreation of one of Elizabeth the First's dresses, rather cute in a massive 18th-century Court Mantua and totally enviable (apart from the hat) in a Dior 1947 New Look suit.
Sunday, July 06, 2014
I doubt I'd be the only one.
If we could become whoever we wanted... who wouldn't be tempted at some point?
If we all became our online personas tomorrow, I bet there would suddenly be a lot less fat guys and a lot more hot girls trying to use the fat guys' ID.
If we all became our online personas tomorrow, I bet there would suddenly be a lot less fat guys and a lot more hot girls trying to use the fat guys' ID.
Saturday, July 05, 2014
Get dressed...
You step into the room, naked from the shower, your smooth skin patted dry.
You cross to the chest of drawers and retrieve a pair of black silk knickers. Nice and tight, designed to keep your little "error" tucked away and to give you a bit more in the trunk.
You feel better already, don't you?
Taking a seat, your paint your nails - fingers and toes, in black cherry. Your lips will match them soon enough.
Next your waist cincher. lacing it up nice and tight to give you that hourglass figure you crave, the cups pushing your chest into a hint of cleavage.
Now your nails are dry, you point your feet, slip the stockings on and slowly and carefully roll them up your smooth legs. You smile as you fasten them to the garters. They always make them look so uniquely feminine. Your true self is starting to emerge already.
It's time to put on your dress. To fasten yourself into it, redefining yourself as the girl you really are.
You linger on your makeup, giving yourself smoky eyes and kissable lips.
You fix your long, silky hair... imagining other hands stroking it.
A little jewellery, a spritz of perfume... time to step into your favourite pair of heels.
Picking up a purse, you turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss.
There you are...
You cross to the chest of drawers and retrieve a pair of black silk knickers. Nice and tight, designed to keep your little "error" tucked away and to give you a bit more in the trunk.
You feel better already, don't you?
Taking a seat, your paint your nails - fingers and toes, in black cherry. Your lips will match them soon enough.
Next your waist cincher. lacing it up nice and tight to give you that hourglass figure you crave, the cups pushing your chest into a hint of cleavage.
Now your nails are dry, you point your feet, slip the stockings on and slowly and carefully roll them up your smooth legs. You smile as you fasten them to the garters. They always make them look so uniquely feminine. Your true self is starting to emerge already.
It's time to put on your dress. To fasten yourself into it, redefining yourself as the girl you really are.
You linger on your makeup, giving yourself smoky eyes and kissable lips.
You fix your long, silky hair... imagining other hands stroking it.
A little jewellery, a spritz of perfume... time to step into your favourite pair of heels.
Picking up a purse, you turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss.
There you are...
Friday, July 04, 2014
Happy 4th Of July!
I'm not American either. Although I do fantasise about being turned into a cheerleader. ;)
Thursday, July 03, 2014
Wednesday, July 02, 2014
I wish I'd come out when I realised who I really was.
I see beautiful early changed transgirls and I'm more than a little jealous. Testosterone has done quite a job on me, sad to say.
Oh well, still waiting on that transformation pill.
Oh well, still waiting on that transformation pill.
Tuesday, July 01, 2014
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