Miscellaneous


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I had some time alone at home this week, which I mostly used to watch a LOT of movies. I wasn’t really feeling like dressing up – I was mostly feeling incredibly lazy, so taking even the most miniscule amount of pictures felt like a huge effort. Plus it’s winter, so the light was fading. And I started late. Oh yeah, did I mention I was feeling incredibly lazy? It felt like a colossal effort to do my nails, shave, do my makeup. Maybe it’s just because it’s winter and the days are a lot shorter. Maybe it’s because I […]

The Shortest Photoshoot



My typical strategy when being out and about in the world is to avoid toilets at all costs. I don’t think that’s been a particularly winning strategy. Anyway, I wrote an actual song about my current toilet angst. Feel free to check it out <3

I need to pee



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I need a vacation. The last time I actually dressed up was… 8 months ago? I don’t really know how it’s been so long. Oh wait, yes I do. I know exactly why I haven’t dressed up in months. Here’s the recipe: Get a large bowl and add: Mix well, and pop the fucker in the oven and in 20 minutes you’ll have yourself A long, unwelcome dry-spell. Liz never goes away though. She’s under there, doing stuff. I haven’t really figured out how to live in suburbia yet – can I just take a walk around the block in […]

Vacation Prep





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Sometimes I think I need to retire from the modern world, because it makes me incredibly sad. Maybe I should go live on a mountain, or deep in the forest, away from the news, computers, and the hustle and bustle of daily life. Searching for some occupation, I could take up whittling. I bet after a week or so, I could whittle some pretty sweet spoons. I could spend hours and hours whittling all kinds of different spoons – big spoons, little spoons, simple spoons, intricate spoons. Maybe one day I would get fancy and make a slotted spoon. Thousands […]

Validation



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Back when I was but a wee lad of, let’s say…20, I spent a while searching around on the internet for blogs of crossdressers, and in particular people whose voices jived with my sensibilities. At the time I found, well, not many, which eventually made me want to add my own voice to that minuscule chorus. But there was one blogger in particular which I liked, and whom I checked up on semi-frequently. Then one day, they were gone. Some years later, once again casting an eye about aforementioned information-super-highway, I stumbled across a funny crossdresser on youtube with a […]

The Mysterious Case Of The Disappearing Blogger



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I’d talked a few times about what was going on with my dad. About a month ago, he finally slipped away. <some minutes pass in silence while I figure out what to say next> … It’s very surreal. I don’t believe in god – I think it would be nice if there was a plan, but I have neither proof nor evidence of one. Dad’s gone, and the slate which stored the full encoding of his brain has been wiped clean. He exists now only in echoes. Waves in the ocean from a passing boat that poofs suddenly out of […]

My dad died



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I generally hesitate to make a blog post like the one I’m about to write, because I like the idea of having these posts be much more focused on crossdressing and less about just the general things that are going on with me. That said, I feel pretty awful about my lack of posts for the last 6 months. My bad. Though in my defence, in those six months I’ve felt mostly like this:

Change: Everyone’s favourite agent of destruction