Easter Envy

Easter is not a big holiday in my family. We hardly notice it.

It was different when I was a kid. My family were practicing Catholics, so it was a big holiday for us back then.

Our usual Easter routine was Mass on Sunday morning, dinner with the whole family at my aunt’s house Sunday afternoon and an egg hunt for the kids after dinner.

In preparation for Easter, Mom would sew new Easter outfits for herself and my sister. My Dad and I wore whatever suit was the most recent addition to our wardrobes.

I was jealous of my sister. She usually wore a new dress, new shoes and a new hat for Easter. My female cousins got dolled up for Easter, too, meanwhile, I was stuck in a boring suit.

I wonder how many Femulate readers also experienced “Easter envy?”

Wearing Venus (a recent Stana purchase)

British femulators in the 1920's

My Easter Outfit

I did not plan to post anything today (never on a Sunday), but yesterday's post attracted some attention, so I want to have closure concerning what I started yesterday.

We are not visiting my in-laws today. Most are dead. The ones who are still alive and kicking have never invited us to their homes to celebrate anything. So we are staying home and having a Polish dinner with my sister and my daughter.

Yesterday, I wrote, "I think I should dress en femme this upcoming Easter Sunday. I'm thinking of a real girly pastel dress with matching purse and heels, etc., etc. Then go visit my in-laws."

I think a lot of things, but before I carry out those thoughts, I usually consider them carefully before I do anything. Regarding yesterday's thoughts, I would never put my wife in such a potentially embarrassing situation.

I would absolutely love to do it and I would not be embarrassed in the least, but unless my wife said, "Why don't you dress pretty for Easter," I would never do it.

Anyway, Happy Easter, en femme or otherwise!

Wearing Haus of Topper earrings, Self Portrait dress and Aquazzura sandals.

Alex Newell getting pretty in a 2013 episode of television's Glee.

Pink Elephant in the Room

All of my in-laws are aware that I crossdress. I won't explain how they know, but I assure you that they know. (Also, most of them don't know that I know that they know.)

When I visit my in-laws, I feel like I am the elephant in the room because no one will say anything to me about my crossdressing, although I know that they speak about it behind my back.

I think I should dress en femme this upcoming Easter Sunday. I'm thinking of a real girly pastel dress with matching purse and heels, etc., etc. Then go visit my in-laws.

I wonder if they would mention my crossdressing then?

Anyway, Happy Holidays en femme or not!

Wearing LOVER.

Five changes of underwear.