Crossdressed to kill!
Flickr: Erikabaarova

I’ve seen it everywhere on the internet. Crossdressers are narcissists in whatever shape or form. Though not a scientifically valid explanation, this sums it up pretty well.

Personally, I find that the crossdressing community, online that is, is full of wonderful, open type people who I wouldn’t think for a second has a hint of narcissism in them. I’d like to think that if we did, we would act like total bitches to one another, right?

Have you ever actually known or dated a non-CD narcissist, too? Then you see what I mean.

But then I pondered this added label to our repertoire. We really are narcissists by definition, completely infatuated within our crossdressing as it occupies that special time in our lives. Take a look at the proof in our stages of dress mode.

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I don’t know about you but I seem to be a really bad Youtube junkie… somehow minute and a half videos really get my jollies off even if most are bad. I recently came across a Youtube video, however, that was so incredible, it absolutely blew me away. This was even on the topic of transvestism, so more than worthy of a mention here.

If you haven’t watched the three minute clip of an Eddie Izzard stand-up routine above, take the time to do so. Did you laugh at “the element of surprise” too? I thought so.

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Catherine Bach
Image: MySpace

Ah, it’s that time of year again. The weather heats up and we all come crawling out of our solitary caves, out for whatever piece of life that exists beyond our abodes. For us closeted crossdressers, that means skipping all those layers over your pantyhose and bra and getting out there to flash some femininity in public.

One image I can’t get stuck out of my head this time of year is Catherine Bach (you know, Daisy Duke) in her tight little shorts and pantyhose covering her so very long legs. In fact, it even inspired me this time around to try out my own leg show just the other day.

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Sexy Heels
Image: Wikimedia

As a closet crossdresser (i.e. scaredy-cat), probably the one scenario that scares the absolute shit out of me is hopping into the bathroom, taking a shower, throwing on my feminine attire and then walking out of the bathroom only to find all my friends and family waiting outside. Happy Birthday!

In other words, there is no way I am ready to come out as tranny me. Not yet, anyway. Though the thought of it has continually crossed my mind only to be shot down again and again. What a total pussy I am.

Today, though, I came across a post from the I Love Wearing Tights blog that gave me a bright idea. To sum it up, a crossdresser recalls an episode of his life where, as a teenager, he went out to a riverside park, then got dressed in full drag behind the bushes and took a quick walk in the park. All of this done at night.

Then the dusty light bulb fluttered on and off in my head.

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This teen's favorite hangout (Flickr: sshb)
This teen’s favorite hangout (Flickr: sshb)

From my perspective, one of my biggest fears as a in-closet crossdresser is being caught by someone who notices the tiny speck of nail polish remaining on my finger which I thought was completely clean. That or she notices the strap of my teddy just barely bulging through the sweatshirt I wear over it.

Those were two separate incidents, with me out and about in the city, where I didn’t know the other person. I initially try to avoid, at all costs, any revelation of my feminine attire since it makes me extremely embarrassed. Yet I notice that, as soon as the “shame” subsides, I am left with a gratifying feeling.

Is this how an exhibitionist feels, I wonder? Yep, I think it does.

Actually I can recall one of my most unforgettable moments, exposed as a crossdresser, starting out as an embarrassing situation and leading to a rush of sexual tension.

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Sexy Lingerie
Around the corner (Flickr: LaggedOnUser)

I guess I’ve talked about pantyhose enough thus far and, what can I say, it’s an integral part of me being Sheery the crossdresser. It’s my favorite “partner” turning me on anytime, anywhere she wants.

Once in a while, I wear only pantyhose when I feel like it but they are an absolute requirement anytime I change en femme. When I get in my real girly mood, though, the “look” just doesn’t seem quite complete without its complementary pieces.

Namely, fine lingerie.

For some reason I have an odd relationship with lingerie. Sure, there are the favorite items, some of which, I paid quite a price to get (but look so good in). When you think about it, too, lingerie should make you feel more intimately feminine than anything else you could slip on.

Shall I say, even more so than pantyhose.

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The lovely transvestite, Lauren Close
Credit: Lauren Close (Flickr)

As is customary, we as crossdressers or transvestites find those moments where we can’t resist entering our inner woman and bask in the satisfaction that immediately results. For me, that means stripping naked, shaving (not just the face honey), a shower and choosing some silky little things that I’m in the mood for.

Let’s see, some Wolford tights and heels making my legs unbelievably sexy, check. I’ll go with the nude today.

Hmmm, a black teddy, see-through in the bust area. Check.

Long black gloves, brown wig and lipstick. Check.

A little perfume to top things off (you really have to try this). Done.

It’s incredible the intensity it brings admiring that “model” in the mirror, turning around for the butt view and making yourself more “wet” by the moment. Now that I’ve successfully seduced my better half, time to take it further.

Auto-erotic time since no one else around? Check.

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