My blog postings should return to their regular schedule and I am starting to answer e-mails again.
And so it goes!
I recently received another e-mail complaining that my skirts were too short for my height and/or my age (I am 6-2 and will be 62 next month).
I think the height complaint is a non-starter. Tall women have long and shapely legs --- who to better show off them off then by wearing short skirts?
Online, I found this about tall women and short skirts.
"Tall women of all ages look great in a short skirt. As you grow out of your college-partying days, you will probably want to veer away from the ultra-short, ultra-tight mini skirt, but there’s nothing wrong with a skirt that ends at your fingertips or mid-thigh. If that seems too edgy, try a skirt that ends equidistant between your knees and your fingertips. A skirt this length will help prevent embarrassing Brittany-esque moments, but will still show off enough leg to make people take notice."
I also found this.
Editor-at-Large from Glamour magazine Suze Yalof Schwartz appearing on Today said "Her 'rule of thumb' (pun intended) is that a mini skirt's hem should not be any shorter than a wearer's thumb when the hands are at the side. I actually think, however, that you have to see the wearer and the garment and that rules like that don't always apply across the board. Plus, the thumb line can be pretty short.
"For example, the wearer's legs make a huge difference in whether a mini dress or skirt makes you look fabulous or half-naked. Take Real Housewife of New York City Kelly Bensimon, for instance... As a tan, statuesque (6' 0" - Ed.) former model, her style is synonymous with mini skirts. Are her skirts, shorts, and dresses a tad too short sometimes? Sure. But does she have great legs and all the business in the world rocking a style that shows off her inherent gam glory: Absolutely!"
http://instantstylist.blogspot.com/2010/05/mini-skirts-age-limit-length-guideline.html
Personally, I think that my legs are ok, but other people have convinced me that they are more so. My legs have always received good grades. My mother often said I had beautiful legs (and that "you should have been a girl with legs like yours"). My wife and other genetic women have admitted that I have nicer legs then they do. Friends and strangers have praised my legs. A friend's spouse even nicknamed me "Leggy."
Who am I to argue? The consensus is that I have great legs, so they meet the qualification to be shown and height is not a cause for disqualification.
But does my age disqualify me?
For starters, I don't look (or act) my age. Even in boy mode, I look younger than my age. In girl mode, with makeup and a wig piled on, I look even younger. People typically guess I am in my 40s. But what's age got to do with it?
From the Internet again:
"To use her as an example yet again, Kelly Bensimon is 40 years old and not slowing down when it comes to donning miniskirts. I don't think there should be any hard and fast rule about not wearing something after a certain age. The key is being honest with yourself about how you look in it."
I honestly think I look good in short skirts despite my age, real or apparent. Until I am convinced otherwise, you will see my knees and more.
Actors Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon femulating in the 1958 film Some Like It Hot.
Wearing Alexia Admor.
Thank you all very much for your congratulations and compliments regarding the seventh anniversary of this blog.
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Ian commented, "Now for something I’ve been curious about for quite some time: ‘The Femulated’ contains documented shots of various femulators en femme. I get that –and enjoy them. What I don’t get, though, is the title. The way my brain works is such that when I see the words ‘The Femulated’, I expect to see shots of women who’ve been the object of our femulations."
It never occurred to me; Ian has a good point. I think the title can be taken either way, that is, it refers to males who femulated or as Ian suggested, it refers to females who males emulate (or femulate).
To avoid the confusion, I am changing the title to "He Femulated," which I think complements nicely with "Femulate Her."
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I turned on my iPhone this morning to find a blizzard warning from Accuweather! My neck of the woods may get up to 18 inches of snow between midnight tonight and mid-afternoon Saturday.
That kind of puts the kabosh on my plans to attend the LGBT Valentine's Dance on Saturday evening.
There is talk that if the weather turns out to be as bad as the forecast, the governor will shut down the state roads, which may cause the dance to be postponed to another day.
We'll have to wait and see.
Actor/comedian Eddie Izzard (center) femulates with Monty Python Flying Circus femulators Michael Palin, Terry Gilliam, John Cleese, and Terry Jones, 1999.
Wearing Jay Godfrey.
Today marks the seventh anniversary of this blog!
Seven years ago, the blog had 35 hits. These days it averages about 5,300 hits and the total hit counter is fast approaching 7 million.
The popularity of Femulate is very gratifying, but after seven years, I occasionally get the itch to pull the plug and take a break. Then I would not have to worry about posting something new each day. Actually, I would not have to worry about posting four new things each day: The Femulated and Femulate Her images, the blog text and an image to accompany the text.
What keeps me going are the positive e-mails I receive about the blog especially those e-mails that thank me for inspiring someone to get out of the closet and experience society as the woman they really are.
Those success stories fulfill the goal of this blog and I like that! So keep those e-mails coming and I will do my part.
Two must-see transgender videos came my way in the last 24 hours.
Thanks to Juan over at New Male Fashions for the Alternative Man, I viewed a new music video, Push the Button by Alon Ben Ziv, featuring the gender ambiguous Stav Strashko. Click here to take you to Juan's blog where you can view it. You will be amazed and probably confused!
The other video comes by way of India and it is a promo for a DVD of Aravani Girl, an award-winning film that documents the lives of five Indian teenage boys who have decided to change their sex. The promo sold me and I think it might convince you to buy the DVD, too. Click here to view the video.
Singer Bruno Mars (center) and comedian Bobby Moynihan (right) femulating on television’s Saturday Night Live, 2012.
Wearing Casual Couture.
Today, I return to addressing the questions and suggestions readers sent me in response to my call for topics that readers would like me to write about or expand upon.
Ron wrote, "Regarding your lunch outing: what you can do for details of the outing is important to us. Things like color of nails, lipstick color; how often during your lunch did you freshen up your make up. How did it feel as a woman having lunch with your boss? Did you notice her pupils; did they expand in your presence? How exactly did you feel (reality check) en femme out and about; any real feelings of doubt or feelings of desire for a close GG to share your adventures with. Have you ever thought about a wedding dress theme?"
My nails are Kiss pre-glued stick-on nails, which are pink with a white French tip. They look so good that everyone who comments on them believes they are real.
My lipstick color was raspberry and my lip liner color was brick.
I did not freshen my makeup during lunch, but I did freshen it in my car before I met up with my editor.
My editor is not my boss, she is my editor. I have dined with her a few times in the past and it is always a great experience dining with a genetic girl (GG). She passes very well (she is very pretty) and by association, that helps me to pass. The restaurant staff treated us like ladies and referred to us as ladies.
I did not notice my editor's pupils expand, but it was not the first time she has seen Stana, so it was nothing new to her (except for my new hair color).
Reality check: when I am out en femme, it is the most natural way to be for me. I used to have a lot of doubts about going out in the past, but seldom have any negative thoughts today. And as far as the desire for a close GG to share my adventures, it is nice to have any company, GG or otherwise, when I am out (I especially hate eating alone).
Regarding a wedding dress theme, the next time I get married, I plan to wear a gown. Kidding aside, I'd love to try on wedding gowns, but have never done it and I think I am too old to do it now. Mother of the bride would be more appropriate!
Aunty Marlena alerted me about a womanless pageant held in Alabama in November. Photos of the event are on SmugMug.
Wearing Alice + Olivia.
Today, I carry on answering the questions and responding to the suggestions readers sent me after my call for topics that readers would like me to write about or expand upon.
Leann wrote, "One of the challenges of going out en femme and blending in as best we can, is to adopt feminine mannerisms. If you are aiming to use your fine examples of going out and about, maybe a word about re-socializing your self to the feminine might be useful."
I have feminine mannerisms in boy mode, which got me trouble with non-feminine males in my youth and beyond. My feminine mannerisms were not something I put on. My mother raised me, while my father was absent much of the time I was growing up (Dad worked two jobs and as much overtime as possible to make ends meet). Lacking a male model, I took after my mother in a lot of ways, so when I began femulating, my feminine mannerisms fit perfectly.
My most prominent feminine mannerisms were the way I walked, talked, and gestured.
I walked like a girl, which explains why I had no trouble walking in high heels from the get-go. After my mother's frequent comments that I walked like a girl ("I walk the way you taught me, Mom"), I had to learn how to walk like a boy, but I never forgot how to walk like a girl.
I also talked like a girl. I am very soft-spoken. I use words and phrases in ways that are typically female. And when I talk, I gesture with my hands in a very feminine manner often touching the other person I am conversing with. (That last one really freaks me out when I am in boy mode and touch somebody. I do it unconsciously and after I do it, I worry about a negative reaction from the other person, but so far I have been lucky and no one has called me on it.)
So I had all those things going for me as a budding femulator. On the other hand...
Although I walked like a woman, I did not move like a woman. I had to learn how to lower my center of gravity and to glide rather than stomp and to swing my arms gently rather than having stiff arms when I walked.
Although I talked like a woman, I did not sound like a woman and I had to work on my voice as I explained on Monday.
My hand gestures were right on, but I had to learn other mannerisms, for example, to sit like a woman, to smooth my skirt under my tush when I sat down, to keep my knees together while sitting, to tilt my head slightly, etc.
Practice makes perfect and some of the mannerisms I had to learn are natural to me now, whereas some others I have to consciously think about.
Professional femulator Tommy Dee (left) joins two other professional femulators on stage, circa 1950.
Wearing Moschino.