This was an early try of mine with bold feminine attire. At my sister’s flat, with her clothes; after a perfect depilation she helped me to achieve (also in a most difficult place I didn't know then how to depilate well, but felt ashamed to ask anybody else; also she taught me how to rightly … Continue reading Loony Pics #10 – “Going to dance and flirt”
Two illustrations of youngsters making love (or about to make it). I fancy they could be the same couple in different moments of their life — even in different moments of the day 🙂 (A personal comment: I wish I had had this bottomer boy in the first pic as a top when I was … Continue reading Naughty Gallery #5 – “Boys at Love”
So I presently appreciate with respect to my earthly body (though I am aware it might be just another phase). And this makes me think a lot about androgyny, gender shifting, transsexuality, sexual behaviour and the adequacy between one's feelings and one's looks. As much as I like big (and hard) penises in partners, I … Continue reading At one’s best when limp and smallish?…
When someone makes the big shift, everything is unstable, beginning by their mind and body. Often one tries to overdo postures, attitudes, attires and complements (which mostly explain the stuffed pet in this picture; ... it was not even mine). Anyway it was one of my first overtly feminine portraits as an adult, not so … Continue reading Loony Pics #9 – Not a ‘sissy’ anymore, just a normal woman
Well... I didn't. I was confused back then about my gender and demeanour and followed the line of least resistance. But my younger sister dared; so much, that she got fired from school (I think she was fifteen then), then ran away from home and ended for a time where so many trans-girls do. In … Continue reading My Fashion: #13 – Don’t You Dare In This School, You Naughty Boy!
If I had a family, I still would be happy and snug at home a bit more dressed than I use to go; but not much more: socks, panties ("boy panties" here) and some shirt or blouse. Makeup would not be necessary, but Hugs & Kisses would! 🙂 (Living alone or just with occasional mates … Continue reading My Fashion: #12 – Home, Sweet-Cosy-Sexy Home
This outfit is one among dozens that my sister left as drafts in her page on Polyvore. Many appeared unfinished; this one too, and so I added the bag, the belt and the chic illustration by Inslee Fariss. I already posted time ago several outfits by Ari on her personal blog, including her comments when … Continue reading My Fashion: 11# – Boyishly & In A Martial Mood
Sometimes, lately, I have become tempted to go back to my usual former dressing style, more ambiguous and uncompromising (but not free of criticism by some). What I realize is that showing myself as a genetic male –despite my physical look is now closer to that of a real woman– works better at the moment … Continue reading My Fashion: #10 – A Boy in Panties and Ballerinas… So what?
. The first and only time I ate snake I didn't know it and I was puzzled because it tasted like fish (some particular kind of fish I had often eaten in my boyhood). Then I was told it was not fish, but serpent; surely a British serpent since … Continue reading Neither fish nor real meat: snakelike? – … Anyway, still edible for a few
I am perfectly aware that breasts, and especially their size, have very little value –if any– as a mesure of femininity. But for me are an interesting bodily signal of my gender shift. Both my sister and I had some incipient breasts, with protruding nipples, when we were young teens. Those of my sister kept … Continue reading From Androgyny to Feminity