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| Wearing Lanvin (suit), La Perla (bodysuit) and Chanel (earrings). |
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| Peter Scolari femulating on television’s Bosom Buddies. |
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| Wearing Venus |
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| Just another womanless beauty pageant contestant! |
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| Wearing New York & Company |
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| Joe femulating at the family Christmas Eve dinner in 1980. |
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| Wearing Staud |
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| Meshach Taylor femulating on television’s Designing Women. |
My mother had a miscarriage before she had me. Back then, to prevent future miscarriages, physicians prescribed Diethylstilbestrol (DES) .
Did my mother take DES? She is deceased, so I will never know. But, if she did take DES, then that may explain why I am the way I am.
DES can cause feminization of the male fetus and some studies suggest that otherwise-male children exposed to DES before birth may be more likely to be transsexual women than otherwise-male children who have not been exposed.
Although I will never know if my mother took DES, there are other indications that she did. For example, I have Gynecomastia and although the causes of common Gynecomastia remain uncertain, it has generally been attributed to an imbalance of sex hormones, that is, too much estrogen.
In addition to Gynecomastia, I am more womanly than the average guy in other ways. For example, my mannerisms and speech patterns have feminine traits and my thoughts and emotions are more feminine than masculine.
A few years ago, I was doing outreach with three transsexuals at a local college and a student asked how the transsexuals' hormone regimen affected them. All three transsexuals admitted that they became more emotional after they began their hormone regimen, for example, one stated that she never cried at movies before taking hormones, but after taking hormones, she cried at movies all the time. I spoke up that I never took hormones and that I cry at movies all the time!
An overabundance of female hormones may be the cause of my proclivity for the feminine. And my parents may have nurtured that proclivity.
Dad was absent in my early life working two jobs to support his wife and kids. Mom cherished her firstborn child (me), coddled and pampered me and instilled in me many traits that were considered “feminine.” With Dad absent early-on, Mom was all I had to model myself after and that I did, which just compounded my feminization."
I had two strikes against me (too many female hormones and too little male role modeling) and when my third opportunity to swing came, I just stood there with the bat on my shoulder and was called out (of the male gender) on a called third strike.
I did not bother swinging because I liked myself. I was very satisfied with the results of the first two strikes. I liked the way things were turning out. I did not mind being a girly boy.
Except for some abuse from bullies and rejection by their female followers, being a girly boy was a pretty good deal. I could partake in whatever boy or girl pursuits interested me and not have to worry about tarnishing my image.
And when I took up the male pursuit of female impersonation, I found that I excelled at it because I already spoke and acted like a lady, took to the art of cosmetics like a swan takes to water and could fill a bra without any padding.
And so it goes.
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| Wearing Venus |
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| Femulating in the 1920’s |
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| Wearing Ann Taylor |
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| “Charlie Watkins“ AKA Angelique Pettyjohn femulating in an episode of television’s Get Smart. |
Pinned Dept.
The • Stana on pinterest link in the sidebar of this blog takes you to a compilation of my images collected by Tricia Anne Fox. (Thank you, Tricia, for collecting my images. It is one less task that I have to do while maintaining my blog.)
In addition to Tricia’s “Stana Stan” Pinterest page, Tricia has amassed an amazing collection of images of attractive women, trans, drag and cis, on her Pinterest website. You can literally spend hours viewing her collection, which you can view by clicking here. Enjoy!
Working Pretty in Texas Dept.
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| Not in Texas |
ACLU of Texas attorney Brian Klosterboer told the Texas Tribune that the dress code policy violated Title VII of the Civil Rights Act, which deals with employment discrimination. In 2020, the Supreme Court held that sexual orientation and gender identity are protected classes under the law, in an opinion authored by Justice Neil Gorsuch and joined by Chief Justice John Roberts.
You can read all about it by clicking here.
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| Wearing Bebe |
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| Kenyan comedian Eric Omondi femulates while hosting television’s The Divalicious Show. You can view the show on YouTube. |
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| Wearing Venus |
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| Bonar Bain femulating on television’s Diff’rent Strokes. |
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| Wearing Theory |
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| Yet another womanless pageant beauty |
Subsequently, scarves became an integral part of my wardrobe. Whenever I wanted to spiff up my outfit, adding a scarf did the trick. Today, I wear scarves more often than not.
My scarves often garner compliments from other women. En femme at work on Halloween a few years ago, our receptionist complimented my scarf, asked me how I tied it and I gladly showed her.
There are many ways to tie a scarf. Google “tie a scarf” and you will receive many suggestions. I have tried a few different ones, but usually I use the simple loop-n-through method illustrated here.
Besides being stylish, another benefit of wearing a scarf is that it provides a method of covering a prominent Adam’s apple. (Lucky me, I don’t have one.)
I highly recommend accessorizing with a scarf. Wearing a scarf is so ladylike. Don’t leave home without it.
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| How to tie a scarf – loop-n-through method |
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| Source: Rue La La |
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| British femulators attending Royal Ascot |
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| Wearing Chloe |
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| An Irish femulator |
Self photography is an art. I probably discard 4 out of 5 of the self-photos I take because there is something technically wrong with them (usually related to focus, framing, lighting, or worse, because I look fat).
I use my iPhone 14 Pro for most of my self-photography. The quality of the iPhone photos is very good in my opinion and it is hard to beat the convenience.
I use the self-timer function in the iPhone’s Camera app for a lot of my self-photography. Set the timer for 10 seconds, click the Camera’s shutter button, walk into the Camera’s field of vision, pose, smile, watch the birdie and wait for the Camera to snap a shot.
In a pinch, I lean the iPhone against something to take a self-timed photo. But most of the time, I use a small tripod designed to hold the iPhone. The tripod has bendable legs, so I can use it in diverse settings.
That covers the hardware, but what about the software, that is, the model in my selfies?
I learned that my best photos are ones in which I smile.
Over the years, I have seen thousands of photos of transgirls and I can never understand why some girls look so unhappy in their photos. They are living their dream, although sometimes only momentarily and they should be very happy about it, yet some of them look like they just downed a spoonful of castor oil!
So, smile and smile naturally, not in a forced manner. I used to have a forced smile in my photos, but I worked on it and now my smiles look natural and the results are much better!
I am also becoming more adept at posing for my photos.
Taking selfies as you pose in a mirror is tricky.
I am a work-in-progress and so is my self-photography, but practice, practice, practice and someday my photos will do justice to a complete woman.
(This post is an update of a post that originally appeared in June 2015.)
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| Wearing Posse |
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| Before and After |
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| Wearing Elisabetta Franchi |
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| Delia on Let’s Make A Deal |
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| Wearing Trina Turk |
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| The Flag Sisters In 1977, a leading Italian television host invited three actors - Tito Le Duc (a Mexican), Mauro Bronchi (an Italian) and Neil Hansen, a boy from Perth, Western Australia - to appear in drag on his new variety show. They thought it would be the end of their acting careers. It wasn't. In a twinkling of the eye, The Flag Sisters were Italy's hottest act. With countless TV appearances, feature films and national tours, they were high flying and adored, the paparazzi forever snap-snapping at their high heels. They brought joy to millions of fans at a time when Italy was on the verge of nervous breakdown, the Red Brigades and other radical groups bringing terror to the streets. (Source: IMDb) |
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| Wearing New York & Company |
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| Dave Castiblanco, womenswear model |
By Bocha Blue
Pink is widely known as the color of fighting breast cancer. In those fights, the pink ribbon is widely seen as an homage to the future — of a time when one won’t have to worry about breast cancer, because it will have been defeated. Pink is also the color of political power and grace. Don’t forget Hillary Clinton’s stunning pink suit.
And pink is also the color of voters — of the votes cast by Gays and Lesbians. This is called the pink vote. (It is also called the lavender vote.) The pink vote is most prevalent in Britain, yet it has spread to the United States. Millions united in pink. Millions joined against the GOP.
And the GOP would be wise to listen. Because the pink vote is now considered a voting BLOC. And they will have significant influence at the voting booths. And the pink vote is getting mighty pissed at the underhanded tricks Republicans are attempting to play.
In Florida, Desantis is trying to expand his repulsive “don’t say Gay” law.
Also, all over this country, republicans are passing bills, particularly in red states, to forbid drag shows, prohibit classrooms from even saying the word “GAY,” and trying to stop gender-transition treatments.
And if anyone stands against them? They call said person an insurrectionist and try to ban them from speaking. We’ve seen that just these last few weeks in Montana and Tennessee.
But the GOP should wise up. Because people are getting angrier and angrier at them. And the pink vote isn’t playing. They’re serious, and most of them are damned pissed at the GOP for sticking their busybody noses where they don’t belong.
(Source: Palmer Report)
(My thought exactly. – Stana)
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| Wearing Venus |
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| Taylor Gray and Dillon Lane femulating on television’s Bucket And Skinner's Epic Adventures. (Thank you Zoe for the information about this femulation) |
While I wait for your questions, here are three questions I answered in the past.
1. Do you dream that you are a woman or do you dream that you are crossdressed and wake up wishing you had dreamed you were a genetic woman instead or something else?
Up front, I want to state that I seldom remember my dreams.
That being said I used to have dreams that I was crossdressing. Sometimes I would complete the transformation, but usually my transformation would be interrupted and never completed.
Eventually, my dreams transitioned and now I dream that I am a woman. Crossdressing no longer plays a part. Once I even dreamed that I was breastfeeding!
2. What type of “normal” activities do you do en femme? For example, do you go to salons? Get you nails done? Anything else “girly”?
I have never gone to a nail salon mainly because it would be a waste of money since most of my en femme outings are single days or nights out. For those short outings, my pre-glued stick-on nails are more economical.
I have thought about getting my nails done for multi-day outings and since you brought it up, I made a promise to myself to get my nails done the next time I am out for an extended stay.
Shopping is probably my girliest activity. I love doing the malls, browsing the racks, trying on clothes, trying on shoes and putting outfits together.
I also enjoy getting makeovers. I seem to average one a year and I love having a cosmetics professional have their way with me as I relax and take it all in.
3. Were you naturally effeminate as a kid and ever called a sissy while going to school?
Yes, I was naturally effeminate as a kid. I know it was “natural” because at the time, I was not aware that I was effeminate.
I was not intentionally acting effeminate, I was acting as me, myself, and I, and as luck would have it, me, myself and I was very effeminate. So much so that my peers let me know it by calling me names like “sissy,” “twinky,” “fairy” and worse.
At my first summer job, which was in a very macho environment, my nickname was “Zelda” in honor of my feminine ways.
At another summer job working in the receiving department of a department store where I unpacked and sorted women’s clothing all day long, one of my co-workers suggested that it must be my dream job because I got first shot at all the new dresses and lingerie before it went on the floor for sale to the public. He even showed me a private backroom where I could try on the clothing that I might like to purchase.
At my high school graduation, some of the jocks asked aloud why I wasn’t wearing a gold-colored graduation cap and gown like the other girls.
In college, the guy in the dorm room next door said I could borrow his girlfriend’s bra that she left behind after one of their evening rendezvous.
Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
I never changed my feminine ways even when I figured out what was going on. I knew how to fix the problem, but I rejected manning up and becoming macho because doing so was so incompatible with my nature.
On the other hand, dressing in woman’s clothing was a perfect fit. I already acted, moved and spoke like a woman, so the clothing just completed the picture.
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| Wearing Venus |
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| Linda Zoe |
On Tuesday, my wife commented on the nice weather we are having and suggested that it would be a good time for me to go out en femme. Now that I am getting around without difficulty on my new knee, I agreed to her suggestion and planned to go out on Wednesday.
So after breakfast with Morning Joe on Wednesday, I began to get en femme.
I was a little concerned that since I had not put on my face in a long while that I might be a little rusty. But it’s like riding a bike and I had no problems with my makeup. However, I had to add a new step to my makeup routine.
My knee is not completely healed and there is a thin six-inch long red scar where the surgeon cut my knee. I covered the scar with the foundation that I use on my face followed by translucent powder. That did a good job disguising the scar and under my hosiery, it was less noticeable.
I wore my new blazer mini dress that I have been dying to wear ever since I bought it from Venus as a self-gifted birthday present back in March. I accessorized with white pumps, white bag and gold jewelry including my deceased mother’s gold serpentine necklace.
I decided to drive to my favorite Italian restaurant and have lunch. I arrived at 1 PM and found a full parking lot, but managed to find a spot to park my Subaru. I walked in, noticed a few people noticing me, asked for a table for one and was quickly seated in the main dining room.
To start me off, I had a glass of white sangria and ordered a vegetable panini sandwich. My waiter Alex was very attentive and was happy to take my photo when I asked him. The sandwich was very good, but it was very filling and I took half of it home. I left the restaurant about 2:15 and took the scenic route home.
Not many highlights. Minimal interaction with the civilians. But it was wonderful to be out en femme again after a long hiatus. And the very good news is that my new knee did not give me any problems – no pain, no stiffness and wearing heels was a non-issue.
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| Wearing Max Mara shirt and Frances Valentine skirt. |
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| Richard O’Brien |
