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Beyond necessity

Right, so yesterday I went to Hünkemoller to buy some new underwear (as one would most likely do when at Hünkemoller right?). But truth be told I didn’t actually need any new underwear as I have more than enough already but I just felt like it y’know. I ended up buying four sets! Four sets just because they happened to look very damn pretty. And then something dawned upon me; who actually gives a flying shit if I happen to be wearing pretty underwear? It’s not like anyone is ever going to actually see it so why do I insist on buying and wearing pretty things if all you ever might get to see is a slight glimpse of the straps of the bra? That’s just plain silly isn’t it? So, does this mean I’m having an epiphany here? Have I come to the realization that it’s a waste to spend money on something that just ends up being hidden underneath my clothing anyway? That I might as well stick to a few basics then? Well uh … hell no actually. Don’t ask me why but I just like to have nice underwear even if people won’t be able to appreciate my taste in it. It just makes me feel good y’know. Not good as in getting turned on by it but it just makes me feel pretty and confident. It seems to validate my femininity in a way. So yeah that makes me really not care that nobody can see it because just knowing that I look stylish underneath as well gives me a boost in confidence and therefore seems to aid me in my femininity. So that for me is reason enough to spend a little extra on what might actually seem rather stupid because after thinking about it for a while I had to come to the conclusion that it is actually not that stupid at all.

P.S.: Now please don’t get the idea that I go walking around with OTT elaborate frilly lingerie with garterbelts and such. I’m just talking about bra’s ‘n’ panties with nice prints and other touches. Just so you know : ).

Frock magazine

Hi everyone,

Just wanted to let you guys know about this magazine for transgenders called Frock. Click the link below for more info. It’s available in print as well as a digital version for iOS devices (IPhone, IPad & IPod Touch). I haven’t thoroughly checked out the issue I have so I can’t say much about it but considering there aren’t much alternatives I thought you might wanted to check it out anyway.

Frock

C.W.A. – Chick With Attitude

Girls that rap; seriously, I used to think that was like the sketchiest thing ever. Even major players like Lil’ Kim and Nicky Minaj (Okay yeah, Super Bass is kind of catchy) never really appealled to me. A girl trying to act all tough ‘n’ gangsta always seemed kind of daft to me. Now don’t get me wrong, I think a chick should have some attitude, the more the better. But girls rapping is something I just never could take that seriously. Well, not until I heard of Kreayshawn that is. Not only does this trashy hipster-chick look the bees-knees (she makes Ke$ha look like a preppy stuck up bitch which, let’s be honest, she actually is underneath that ‘hipster’-facade) but I also really dig her rhymes and how genuine she seems. I never found anything technically wrong with female rappers but they just seem to try too damn heard to emulate the guy’s style of rapping. Therefore it’s refreshing to hear a girl rapper that actually embraces her femininity instead of trying to be just a guy in hotpants and make-up (that’s my job dagnabbit!). She’s got the necessary attitude but she’s not trying hard to be gangsta, she’s just a bad ass bitch with mad rhyming skills and shitloads of style. Yeah, her ‘swag’ is pumpin’ out her ovaries (her own words). So if you even like rap music just a little tiny bit then check her out because her tracks are quite dope and the video for her single ‘Gucci Gucci’ is just plain awesome. Check it out on the YooToob.
Oh, and Rye-Rye! She’s pretty awesome as well : ).

The fix

As a non-fulltime crossdresser I have gone through some times where I had little opportunity to dress which can leave people like me feeling a bit depressed and empty. The desperate measures that we as crossdressers can go to to get our fix are just hilarious when looked upon in hindsight. One of the most common practices for crossdressers to get their fix is ‘underdressing’ which means that a crossdresser will go out the house in their socially accepted male attire but wearing lingerie underneath their clothing to be able to latch onto that feminine feeling. Underdressing for me does not work at all! If the exterior does not match the perceived image I have of the girl inside me then I will not feel like a woman; I will just feel like a perverted freak. Yes, this means I have actually tried it but trust me, I didn’t even make it out of the door. In lieu of that I decided to try another method once. I’ve decided it would be a good idea to resort to wearing my least tight women’s jeans out to the supermarket and a girly t-shirt hidden under my jacket. This meant I could not unzip my jacket at any time out of fear of anyone noticing and my pants were just too friggin’ tight and curvy. In hindsight I realize what a fool I must’ve made of myself. I must’ve looked plain ridiculous. And it didn’t even make me feel feminine at all which was the reason I was even doing this to begin with. In fact I just felt really uncomfortable, which funny enough I don’t have when I go out in full female attire because that would feel natural to me. This however did not feel natural at all. So that was definitely a lesson learned for me; either go all the way or just go out as a man. There really isn’t a replacement for going out fully dressed. This is of course based on my own personal experience though. I know there are people for whom these methods might actually work, it just doesn’t cut it for me personally.
Never again!

The fix

As a non-fulltime crossdresser I have gone through some times where I had little opportunity to dress which can leave people like me feeling a bit depressed and empty. The desperate measures that we as crossdressers can go to to get our fix are just hilarious when looked upon in hindsight. One of the most common practices for crossdressers to get their fix is ‘underdressing’ which means that a crossdresser will go out the house in their socially accepted male attire but wearing lingerie underneath their clothing to be able to latch onto that feminine feeling. Underdressing for me does not work at all! If the exterior does not match the perceived image I have of the girl inside me then I will not feel like a woman; I will just feel like a perverted freak. Yes, this means I have actually tried it but trust me, I didn’t even make it out of the door. In lieu of that I decided to try another method once. I’ve decided it would be a good idea to resort to wearing my least tight women’s jeans out to the supermarket and a girly t-shirt hidden under my jacket. This meant I could not unzip my jacket at any time out of fear of anyone noticing and my pants were just too friggin’ tight and curvy. In hindsight I realize what a fool I must’ve made of myself. I must’ve looked plain ridiculous. And it didn’t even make me feel feminine at all which was the reason I was even doing this to begin with. In fact I just felt really uncomfortable, which funny enough I don’t have when I go out in full female attire because that would feel natural to me. This however did not feel natural at all. So that was definitely a lesson learned for me; either go all the way or just go out as a man. There really isn’t a replacement for going out fully dressed. This is of course based on my own personal experience though. I know there are people for whom these methods might actually work, it just doesn’t cut it for me personally.
Never again!

The gruelling pains of hair removal

it’s funny how having your girlfriend help you epilate your back quiclky starts to resemble an S&M session. Just like that particular kinky pastime I soon find myself having to resort to the use of safewords just because I’ll be groaning and moaning the entire time with a little scream mixed in now and then. So in order to have the process of back-hair removal go as smooth as possible we soon agreed on a safeword to let her know when I really start going through hell. I never ever would’ve imagined us in such a master & servant situation. I think she secretly kinda enjoys it too. Working out the old frustrations ‘ey?

OMG!!!

This is just too damn cute! I want the panda O_O.

Source: Nylon

Trannies Anonymous

Okay, so I’m in the current issue of Glam-it. All anonymous but it’s my story nonetheless. I have to admit though that I have some mixed feelings regarding the finished article. I love the fact that it gives people some insight on transgenderism and especially the much looked-down-upon crossdressers and transvestites so hopefully this article manages to change some people’s perception of us. What I don’t really like about it is how they made me sound like a totally different person. Sure, I said those things but it’s kinda like those ‘based on true events’-stories, I said those things but they’ve been adapted for a particular format and they somehow managed to make me sound absolutely nothing like me. But the core of what I said thankfully remains although some things seem to got lost in translation. But that’s my own fault as I had the chance to revise the whole thing and I just overlooked some things. Luckily enough they were just a few minor details so nothing too important. Like I said before I will try to post a translated version of the article once this issue is off the racks.

Summer, you utter bastard!

Well screw this. Summer is dead! It has almost officially turned around the corner and I hadn’t even had the chance to wear a summerish outfit once. Well okay, twice but even then I was nearly freezing my ass off ferchrissakes. I anticipated the coming of the season with the thought of me in a variety of summer-dresses but that moment never really materialized. What a dissapointment : (. I’m still holding up hope for a nice after summer but I think that will be in vain as well. Goodbye summer my dear friend, you’ve been an utter bastard this year but hopefully we’ll meet again someday.