Monday the 13th

Unlucky for some...

Life in the fast lane

It's been a not-long-enough week for me. Catching up on this and that. None of it terribly exciting, I must sadly report.

(Also, watching Daredevil, and not just because I wish I looked like Deborah Ann Woll... seems kind of odd to see her in something where that isn't my main interest. ;) )

Slip into something a lot less comfortable. ;)

Were I to dress completely I'd need hair too...

Do I want to be raven, blonde, brunette, redhead?... Yes.

And now, the weather

Having complained about the weather weekly for months... now it's just a bit too warm out. So indoors is nice and cool. Especially with a skirt providing air flow.

Yes please

The thrill of the taboo

How much of the pleasure of dressing comes from it being taboo? The fear of being "caught with consequences" (to quite the reasonably popular Fictionmania category) and the possibility of punishment? The way your fingers tremble as you pull up that pair of panties...?

And how much trouble would I actually be in if someone discovered my little secret? It depends on the person and the circumstances, of course.

Not that I'm planning on getting caught any time soon...

Indulging myself

Last day of the four-day break, the only one I actually get as a break. Going to put my feet either up... or up at the back in heels.

Having the whole day to myself gives me plenty of time to doll myself up completely, get comfy and swish around the house in skirts, like I'd love to every day.

Hop to it!

Debra Paget, proto Bunny Girl, for Easter at some point in the 1950s

Easter

Nothing like Easter to make me wish I had (a) a bonnet and (b) ovaries.

Be a Bunny for me

It's a long weekend. Unfortunately I'll be busy...

I hope you all made it through April 1st safely, without being fooled... or fooling anyone who didn't deserve it.

It's April Fools' Day. Be careful on that internet...

Transgender Day Of Visibility

Transgender Day Of Visibility has been running since 2009.

As a closeted dresser and dreamer, this blog is my main visibility.

So here I am...

From the knees down, anyway.

I'd love to show you more... to look the way I'd want for that to happen. To open that closet door. Maybe someday.

Excuse me while I get my feathery robe and marabou slippers

Snowing? Really? It's the end of March, yo, we're into Summer Time.