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Someday Funnies: Shrinkage
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Someday Funnies: First Time – About Time
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That’s Not Me
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Vladimir Luxuria |
They were my heroines because I thought it was very gutsy to be a male who was so open about his crossdressing. Closeted like I was, I could not imagine freely admitting to the civilian population that I was a male who crossdressed. But I always hoped that I could be like my heroines some day.
Revisiting my heroines, I realize now that I am like my heroines, that is, I live as a woman part time and don’t hide my male roots. I achieved heroine status and did not know it! And now that I achieved heroine status, I don’t think it is such a big deal.
The word “heroine” seems to be too strong a word for what I am. A heroine is “a woman admired or idealized for her courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.” That’s not me.
Some say that some of the things I have done are courageous. But I never felt I needed courage to do what I did. I was just trying to live my life in a way that was fitting for me (and damn the torpedoes).
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Wearing LoveShackFancy |
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Artyom Suchkov, Roman Popov and Dmitriy Vlaskin femulating in the 2019 Russian film Girls Are Different. You can view the film on YouTube. |
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Someday Funnies: Son and Pop Shop
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Liar, Liar, Your Panty Girdle’s on Fire
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Frederick’s of Hollywood Wig October 1976 |
To acquire stuff in the early days, I used two excuses (lies):
- To put together a Halloween costume
- To put together a costume to play the “aunt” in Charley’s Aunt.
The first excuse was not always a lie because some of the time my purchases (usually wigs) were actually used for a Halloween costume.
The second excuse is embarrassing and I only used it once: to purchase a dress in a plus-size women’s store. The store was a family-run business, not a chain like Lane Bryant, and when I showed up one evening to buy a dress, the store was staffed by the owner, a kindly middle-aged woman, and her daughter. They were very helpful trying to find a dress for my appearance in a local community college’s production of Charley’s Aunt.
I don’t know if they bought my story. Running a plus-size women’s apparel store, I am sure I was not the first crossdresser they ever saw. Believing my lie or not, they gave no indication that they suspected anything was amiss and I went home with a pretty new acquisition to my wardrobe.
I used the Halloween costume excuse for the first two wigs I purchased, one at Frederick’s of Hollywood and another at an out-of-town wig store, where the two young women staffing the store were very enthusiastic about my costume and convinced me that I had to buy a blond wig.
There was a wig store in town where I made many subsequent purchases, the first time using the Halloween excuse. This was a high-end wig store, so I concluded that the proprietor was no fool believing my story that I was buying an expensive wig for a one-time Halloween costume. Not to mention that like the plus-size apparel store owner, she probably had a few crossdressing customers, too. So when I made all my later wig purchases, I jettisoned the excuses and admitted that I was buying the wig for personal use. (The truth did not faze her in the least.)
After that, whenever I acquired stuff, I admitted that whatever I was buying was for my personal use, which occasionally resulted in visiting a women’s apparel store changing room in boy mode.
And so it goes.
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Wearing Bebe |
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Someday Funnies: The Gibson Gurls
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Friday Foundations
On Wednesday, I wrote about acquiring wigs and a dress during the Jurassic period of my crossdressing life. Acquiring foundation garments during that period was even more fraughtful.
The first bra I ever purchased was acquired at the same time I acquired a wig at Frederick’s of Hollywood. I recall not being fitted for the bra – I assume that the saleslady was not concerned that it fit correctly since I was only going to wear it as part of a Halloween costume. I do recall the cheap pair of foam inserts that she sold me to fill out the bra. I tried to resist, but she was insistent that I needed them
My first girdle purchase (actually an all-in-one) was more interesting. I was working in Kingston, New York, and visited an old-school lingerie shop in boy mode to get fitted for an all-in-one.
I found the store in the Yellow Pages and I checked it out one evening after work. It was located in downtown Kingston, not in a strip mall or shopping plaza, and it looked tiny and inconspicuous… the antithesis of Victoria’s Secret.
For days, I thought about the store and finally gathered up the courage to visit it during a lunch hour. I drove to the store, parked on the street and sat in my car waiting for minimum pedestrian traffic to avoid anyone seeing me entering the store. When all was clear, I exited my car and entered the store as quickly as possible.
A middle-aged lady greeted me. She probably had seen it all, so when I mentioned I needed some foundation garments for my Halloween costume, I don't know if she believed me. And when I suggested that I might need an “all-in-one,” that probably tipped my hand immediately – how many guys knew what’s an "all-in-one?"
Nevertheless, she was very helpful and after measuring me up, she handed me two heavy-duty all-in-ones to try on and said, “Take these to the dressing room, try them on and call me so I can see if they fit properly.’
I did not expect such a hands-on sale, but was glad to have it. I went to the dressing room, quickly stripped down to my briefs and zipped myself into the first all-in-one, but it did nothing for me. However, the second one did wonders and I summoned the proprietor to examine me wearing the second all-in-one.
“Wow, that was quick,” she remarked. I assumed that her other male customers were not as fast as I when trying on their “first” foundation garment.
She checked me out and gushed about my great girlish figure. I tipped my hand again when my face turned beet red in embarrassment. I could not pay for my purchase fast enough and get out Dodge.
By the way, I loved that all-in-one. It was constructed with spring-like metal stays and it gave me a figure like no other. It was my go-to foundation garment for years. I wish I could find one like it today!
For Your Entertainment
With my mobility limited by my bad knee, I have spent a lot of time sitting on my dupa lately browsing the Internet discovering items of interest related (or not) to my life as a femulator. Here are two of my latest findings.
“What dressing up with my Mom looks like::” is a short TikTok video that I think you will enjoy. Be sure to check out the creator’s other videos – she is amazing. (Ah... to be young again!)
“The Who Beatles Medley 82” has The Who of 1982 play two iconic Beatles’ hits.
Rock on!
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Wearing Bebe |
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Keith Moon, femulator and drummer extraordinaire |
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U.S. Congressman George Santos also known as Kitara Ravache |
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Someday Funnies: Revenge at the Junior Prom
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Someday Funnies: NFL Retirees
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Please Sign This Petition
Please Sign This Petition
Shawna Wegner, the mother of two transgender sons asked me to ask you to sign her petition to stop Arkansas House Bill 1156 which would require students to use the bathroom of the gender on their birth certificate. Any school that does not follow this law will be punished with a decrease in government funding.
Click here to visit the Change.org webpage where you can sign the petition.
Trans Library Collections
Katherine wrote:
As an elderly (80’s) member of the community, I need to donate or discard trans/femulate related books and magazines. Do you or any readers know where they could be donated to instead of shredded and discarded?
I replied:
There are a number of college/university libraries collecting trans literature. I Googled the topic and Google returned the following:
🔎 libraries of transgender collections - Google Searchgoogle.com
Depending on where you live, you might want to select the library closest to you to facilitate shipment of what you have.
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Wearing Ann Taylor (a verified Stana purchase) |
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Monsieur Pol Simon, professional femulator, circa 1904 |
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Someday Funnies: His/Her Crowning Glory
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That Could Have Been Me!
I have been accused of being a pedophile when I post photos of young femulators participating in womanless beauty pageants. If that makes me a pedophile, then the civilians who posted the pageant photos originally are guilty, too.
I assure you I am not a pedophile. But I do enjoy viewing photos of young womanless beauty pageant contestants because it reminds me of what I missed as a young femulator. That could have been me!
But growing up, there were no womanless events in my neck of the woods. The only opportunities I had to crossdress among the civilians was on Halloween. And in my “youth,” I only selected the crossdressing option once and by then the bloom was off the rose. I was already in college and at the end of my teen years. And no one helped me with my costume – not like today’s pageant contestants, who have their mothers and sisters fine-tuning their feminine presentation.
If I had asked for help, I like to think that my mother would have lent a hand. After all, one time she willingly made my face up as a girl when she misunderstood my desire to do my face up as a clown. She might have even provided me with proper women’s underwear (bra and girdle) rather than the boy’s underwear I wore my first time out.
But I missed the boat, so all I can do is admire my young fellow femulators.
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Wearing Stella McCartney |
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Garry Moore and Durward Kirby femulating on television’s The Garry Moore Show, circa 1960. |
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Someday Funnies: He’s Special
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See You Later
The hospital said that I could bring my iPhone and charger, but I decided not to (two less things to worry about). SoI will not have Internet access until I return home and as a result, your emails and comments will go unanswered until then.
The blog will continue during my “absence” with some Someday Funnies and original columns that a couple of readers generously created to help me while I recover.
And so it goes.
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Source: Rue La La |
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Claude Brosset femulating in the French film Le corps de mon ennemi (Body of My Enemy). |
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Someday Funnies: Ginny is my friend!
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Someday Funnies: We wear panties!
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Shopping Hacks
By Paula Gaikowski
Finding the right dress, shoes or foundation garment is always a challenge for a woman. For femulators the task can be even more daunting. So many of us have gone shopping to buy a “gift” for our wife or girlfriend to find it not fit. Some of us have overcome the hurdle of fearfulness and come out honestly with sales associates and have found it to be liberating.
So many girls are embarrassed or fearful about going into a store and buying women’s clothing. Let’s start with a question, what you are doing? Answer: You’re buying women’s clothes for yourself. Now that may be atypical, but you certainly aren’t alone. Sales associates I’ve spoken with typically help two to three crossdressers a week.
I always enjoyed the affirmation that I received from sales associates. Most seem fascinated by my transgender story. They seem to share my excitement and were interested in helping me. There’s this peculiar giddiness that takes place. My guess is that finally “a male” sees what it’s like to wear a bra, heels and pantyhose for 10 hours or perhaps it’s the satisfaction one feels when you win someone over to your point of view?
When you’re shopping in drab, I recommend that you dress nicely. Wear clean, pressed clothes; be clean-shaven and smile. Don’t show up to try on dresses in dirty work clothes. If I am in drab, I like to wear an almost androgynous look, a black knit top and black or khaki pants. You want to depict a positive image. It helps if the likeness they see is a nice man verses, “This guy looks creepy.”
Sales associates today are familiar with transgender people. They are typically informed and probably have friends who are LGBT. They often are the most enthusiastic and even seem to embrace the diversion we present to them. Smile, be polite and don’t waste their time if you are not going to buy anything.
Remember you are not the first femulator in the store. They want your business and want to help you. If you’re worried about being recognized, find a store away from home.
However, even with shopping in today’s brick and mortar stores, it can be difficult to find the more specialty items that we need. Online shopping was quick to fill the gap for femulators, there are all sorts of sites thar caterer to our needs.
The big problem many of us have is privacy. Many of us are in the closet, and don’t want our wives, girlfriends or parents knowing about the new breast forms and hip pads we just ordered.
My wife and I have a don’t ask, don’t tell agreement going; she knows that the small closet in my office has “that stuff” in it. So I like to keep my purchases under the radar.
I’ve found that Amazon has everything you need to put that great look together. If you find something on another site, search the item on Amazon and you will almost always find it.
Why I am so keen on Amazon? Ordering here lets me keep it private. Here’s how I do it: I have a separate Amazon account under my female name and I use Amazon gift cards that can be purchased at most major drug stores, grocery and Walmart’s in denominations up $100. Just a side note I started receiving Amazon gift cards at work as Christmas gifts from management and didn’t know what do with them until a pair of cute shoes caught my eye.
I used the gift card and then have them shipped to an Amazon locker nearby. Just type in your ZIP code and a location nearby will be shown. The lockers look like mailboxes in a post office. You’ll be emailed a locker number and code to enter and then Oh là là! your new breast forms and maid’s uniform and no one is the wiser!
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Wearing A.L.C. |
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William Reynolds femulating in the 1951 film No Questions Asked. |
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Someday Funnies
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Breaking News!
I’m home with a new knee. Two hours of surgery Monday morning – they had me up and walking around Monday evening. Have a cane and walker for assistance.
So far, there has been very little pain from the surgery. That is very surprising considering some of the horror stories I heard about knee replacement surgery. But who knows, the worst maybe yet to come.
Thank you all for the positive thoughts. I am sure they helped and I know that they helped me mentally.
And so it goes.
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First Bra & All-in-One
By Sara
Remember them well.
That year 1965, the fall Junior High October Fest included a Womanless Wedding, and I drew the Mother of the Bride role.
When I brought home the permission slip from my Speech Class Teacher (a lesbians Dream), both my mother and grandmother said if I did it then had to "train" for it.
Thus began a several week dive into Womanhood, using many of their clothes from the fifties, A Time of Floating Heaven, six weeks of coming home dressing and being dressed, taught to act and look like a Lady. Complete with heels after Grand went to visit her sister who had a huge Victorian home that served as the Families (13 kids) museum of things including clothes that went back to circa 1880 fashions, were shoes (heels) to fit were brought back.
The Twenties garb would be tried on and enjoyed that year's CHRISTMAS family get together the youngest of my Grands sisters was one of those flappers in her twenties in the 20s.
Mother's Girlfriend provided the wigs and makeup with several trips to her home salon.
That night was one of the best I ever had at that school.
One of the things Grand brought back was a 1930/40s floor length silk peignoir set, loved that with the bra panties and garter belt of the era.
After the night festival was over ... They still said that I could use the pretty clothes, mom even gave me one of her 50s bullet bras a forties girdle, and a waist nipper to keep and use as my own as part of my Christmas Gift. That year I asked Grand what mom Wanted, she took me down to Miller & Rhodes Department store where we went thru the Nightgown assortment finally found what Mom would like a Peignoir Set. Grandmother also found one she fancied, but left it on the Rack, there was a set that I came back to look at a couple of Times. Grand said do you really like that one, very embarrassed I said yes and she forced me to go and check out the Christmas gift purchase with several pairs of hose, one of my Normal Christmas items for Mom. The Clerk was one of Grands close Church friends, so even tho embarrassed I could not run, had to stay as they visited..... Thru several other lady customers.
The Next week, I went after school to get nightgown set that Grand liked, her friend was very nice knowing who it was for, and told me that just after Christmas the set that I had looked at a dozen Times so far would be on sale. Smirks. At Christmas three Peignoir sets we're traded around. Including another from the past given to me. Loved Vintage ever Since.
The day After Christmas, Grand went by bus to her sister's and mom had to work to cover for a Friend so it was Sunday when we went for the normal two weeks with the extended Family. I took a chunk of my Christmas money and bought the new peignoir on Saturday, I fancied firm grands friend, who told me that I ln two weeks a ton of special clothes would be gathered in that central store and to come back & check. Smirks again NICELY.
At the Victorian home, the next Day I was given a choice of two sets of pretty to wear, and the days & nightwear, were very nice. It was not till 1969 when my Aunt passed and my Grandma and I spent three months that summer going through that home from top to Bottom getting it ready for the 10 hour auction to liquidate the Estate after portions were divided. That's when I found out that my Great Aunt's Husband who served in Europe in WW1 (6'0') was also into dressing pretty, his collection of heeled shoes, only fit one person in the family ... me.
That January after going to the M&R sale and buying several underwear sets with dirt cheap hose sets 5¢, my first bra purchases, the next Day I went to the Leggetts Department store three doors down the next block and bought two bras two girdles and my first All-in-One, (Playtex 18 hour long torso brief 42B) (for the normal price of the All-in-One) I had stolen try ons of several female family members long one piece foundations over the year. so I knew what would fit. RATHER embarrassed still, took several years to get over that.
The Clerk asked if the sizes where alright and would fit, I stammered a little and heard over my shoulder a Question what sizes are they, a listing of them was read out, when I turned around my Grandmother's friend was standing there, the clerk and her were going out to eat..... She said yes those should work if you like the designs.
Mortified....
Two years later our family doctor, a woman who got into Med School In 1945, WW2 did provide more than Rosie the Riveter! Told
Mom & Grand that they should not let me dress, so off went the trousseau, and in future years purging. Such is life...
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Wearing New York & Company |
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“Soldiers” femulating in the 1943 film This is the Army. You can view this femulating-rich film on YouTube. |
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