Tuesday, December 25, 2012
The Femulated / Femulate Her
Monday, December 24, 2012
Happy Christmas
The Femulated / Femulate Her
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Boobs
All I want for Christmas is my two front teat!
Not really. My girls are fine except for one thing: the hair on my boobs grows back faster than any of my other body hair.
Whereas my leg hair grows back very slowly and my arm hair grows back quicker than my leg hair, nothing compares with my boob hair. Whether I use a razor or chemical to remove my boob hair, next morning, new hair appears.
I guess all I can do is keep on pluckin'.
The Femulated / Femulate Her
FEMULATE HER:
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Booties
My Avon order came in yesterday. It included the cute booties (above) that I was able to order on special as an Avon rep ($20 versus their $50 original price). The booties have faux-fur trim, suede-covered button accent, and 3-5/8-inch heel and are irresistible, but I resisted buying them at their original price because the largest size was 11.
I own many shoes in size 11 that fit fine, but about half the time, size 11 does not work for me. I did not want to order the shoes for $50, then have to send them back if they did not fit. But at $20 a pair, they were irresistably irresistable!!!
As it turns out, they fit perfectly. Now I have to put together an outfit to wear with them!
The Femulated / Femulate Her
Friday, December 21, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Work, Shoes and Vacation
I wrote here awhile back that my manager, a male, was let go in the fall of 2009. A female replaced him and she reported to a male VP.
That male VP announced that he will retire December 31. His replacement is female.
As a result, starting January 1, I will report to a female who also reports to a female.
The boys' club is becoming a girls' club. Either way, I fit in.
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The chatter about my Halloween day en femme at work has died down to zero.
Some blog readers commented that since I have done three Halloweens at work en femme, my co-workers probably suspect something is up.
I am sure that they do, but no one has said so out loud to me, although, one fellow made the following comment in a feigned sarcastic manner, "Yeah --- you just happened to have that outfit handy to wear."
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Nine West, my go-to shoe store, is having an excellent sale. I just bought a pair of $89 platform pumps for $48.
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Starting today, I am on vacation until January 2. I don't expect that my time-off will affect the daily blog postings here, but if I miss a day, don't worry --- I am just vacationing and will be back real soon.
The Femulated / Femulate Her
THE FEMULATED:
Actor Michael Fassbender (right) femulating in a deleted scene from X-Men: First Class, 2011
FEMULATE HER:
Wearing Alice and Olivia.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
What’s “feminine” anyway?
Man Carrying Purse
Whenever I recount my trans biography (like at outreach), I usually mention that as a youngster, I participated in sports (baseball and football) and played "boy games" (cowboys, war, spacemen, etc.). I felt that I was a typical boy and I enjoyed doing "boy things," unlike many of my trans sisters, who as children, hated "boy things" and preferred "girl things."
I also mention in my bio that despite my participation and enjoyment of those boy things, other boys called me names like "sissy," "fairy," "faggot," etc., which indicated to me that I was not necessarily all the boy I thought I was.
This was not just a case of bullies using random offensive names to raise my ire. Even a few of my friends told me that I was not acting like a boy at a 100% level and that I should do something about it.
I wondered if there was something in my mannerisms or speech that caused their reaction? I was not intentionally acting or speaking in an affected manner. Rather, I was speaking and acting in my natural manner, which I did not feel was feminine.
The fact that even friends told me that something was amiss indicated that something really was amiss, but I was clueless. I had no idea what I had to do differently to be more boy-like. So, I continued acting the same way I always acted and if someone called me a name, I hit them with my purse.
Even in high school, college, and law school, I occasionally ran into guys, who commented on my particular flavor of masculinity, but I just shrugged them off and kept on truckin'. By then, I was crossdressing in secret and only coming out en femme for Halloween including an appearance in drag at a Halloween party in law school.
I will never forget a friend of mine at that party telling me that he never realized how feminine my speaking and mannerisms were until he saw me in drag. He indicated that my female costume was a perfect fit for my normal mannerisms and speech.
After mentioning this story at outreach one time, one of the students said that my mannerisms were feminine and that my friends and acquaintances had been in the ballpark in their estimation of me.
Yet, nothing has changed. I still do not affect a feminine persona. I still act naturally and no differently whether in boy mode or girl mode.
I admit that I do try to walk more like a woman when I am en femme and I talk more softly when I femulate, but most of what you get is the genuine me. And I am not changing a thing.
The Femulated / Femulate Her
femulating for The Great Pretender video, 1987
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Monday, December 17, 2012
Like Father, Like Daughter
There is some truth to the above cartoon on a personal level.
Doing the laundry Sunday, I found a load of clothes in the dryer that belonged to my daughter. As I was sorting and folding her clothing, I noticed that she and I wear the same style of Victoria's Secret panties. Hers are a size smaller than mine, but some of the colors and patterns of her panties matched mine exactly!
We both also wear Victoria's Secret bras, but our bras are not an exact match like our panties.
My daughter also has a penchant for high heels. I guess she takes after her Daddy!
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Does this photo make me look tall?
I took over 100 photos Tuesday afternoon trying different poses and camera angles as suggested by Reva. In the above shot, the camera was on the floor. It resulted in a good view of my shoes and a lengthening of my legs (as if I needed longer legs).
I had a lot of fun doing the photoshoot and will continue to post the results, which may have been better if it was not a self-photoshoot!