Friday, June 14, 2013

Prom Photo Gal-lery

2013-06-14

Not really.

They are photos, but they are not from any prom, nor are they photos of cisgender gals. Rather, they are a selection of the latest photos from various womanless events as uncovered by Starla in her never-ending search of the online high school yearbooks.

My pick for High School Femulator Most Likely To Still Be Femulating Today Award is Miss Nigel, the girl in the lower right corner, who femulated for Halloween back in 1997 at Ingraham High in Seattle.

As usual, I uploaded the new 101 images to flickr and you may view them in two ways:

Method 1: Open one of the Yearbooks sets (A through Z) and you will find the newest uploads at the end/bottom of the set. (The oldest uploads appear at the beginning/top of the set.)

Method 2: Open my photostream and you will find the newest uploads at the top of page 1. The uploads get older as the page numbers get higher with the oldest uploads on the last page.

By the way, the contents of the Yearbook A through Z sets are organized according to school name, for example, the photos from Hard Knox High School would be in the Yearbooks H set.

 

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A happy femulator and her date, circa 1955.

 

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Spiegel

Wearing Spiegel.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Poland jako kobieta

By Carolyn

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In my quest to find the glove quality of yesteryear, I found a couple of glove makers online in Warsaw. Looking at budget airlines, I discovered a roundtrip flight to Warsaw for £38 (about $50 US.) I thought, "Why not" and promptly booked my tickets. I also found a B&B not too far from the city centre and booked that for two nights.

As the departure date loomed, I thought Caro would enjoy this trip too and packed for her. All had to fit into the tiny hand luggage space allowed by Ryanair, but it was not too much of a problem as the weather forecast promised lovely temperatures and sun, so I took my black cotton maxi dress and animal accessories.

I drove to Prestwick Airport in driving rain and sleet and just made the security check in time. The flight was good, short (2-1/4 hours) and uneventful. Getting to the city centre was easy on the bus.I found a cafe and sat in the sun with a beer enjoying the ambiance of a city I hadn't been in before. The weather was gorgeous! I took a taxi to my B&B (15 zł, £3 or $5 US).

On arrival, I was made most welcome by Awa my host. Awa lived on the ground floor and my accommodation was below hers, a lovely basement apartment, decorated beautifully.

I had decided before I departed that Awa must know who would be staying in her apartment and showed her a picture of Carolyn. In a moment or two with a bit of prompting she recognized me and was quite happy about my double identity. I went downstairs promising to return as Caro before I went out for the evening to the old town of Warsaw.

I rested for an hour or so and got ready: long bath, shaved everything needed to be shaved, lots of fake tan with slight sparkle and TV pan stick on my legs (I've got psoriasis), makeup and my black dress and leopard print wrap and matching accessories, not forgetting my kid gloves. I went up to Awa's apartment and she was most complimentary. We discussed where to eat in the Old Town and she ordered me a taxi and off I went.

The Old Town is in fact new, rebuilt in its entirety after the Nazis razed it during the Jewish Uprising. It was lovely strolling around in the warmth of the evening appreciating the coolness of my summer outfit. I chose a restaurant, ordered a glass of Chardonnay, and had dinner just enjoying being Carolyn.

It was lovely sitting overlooking the square watching the people passing by. I have never felt so relaxed as Carolyn, the people I met and talked to were polite even pleasant and never turned a hair. I strolled around some more after dinner having a drink here and a coffee there, returning tired to my flat around midnight. What a lovely introduction to the largest city in Poland.

Next morning, not too early, I got Caro ready again and knocked on Awa's door. I told her that I wanted to go to see some glove makers and she gave me some directions. She asked if I wanted a taxi, but I told her I would take the bus into the centre as the stop wasn't too far away.

I hadn't been able to find out how to pay for the bus ride from the airport the day before. Awa said I had to buy a pass at the many shops who sell them. I was looking for a place when the bus arrived, so got on and was in the centre quickly again without paying.

I had a Polish breakfast, which is as hearty or healthy as you wish (guess which one I chose) and set off to find the first glove maker. Poland still has a number of skilled artisans who operate from small premises producing high quality tailoring, shoes, etc. and what I wanted, gloves. I found the the place fairly easily and after a difficult discussion (me - no Polish, they - little English), I found out that they didn't have the thin kidskin I wanted.

A bit disappointed, I took a taxi to the next place. I say the "next place" because I couldn't find it as the address encompassed a whole block almost! I asked various passersby and eventually I found it. Tiny doesn't describe it. It was about six-feet wide and not much longer, where and old man was working, gloves, patterns and skins everywhere.

I thought, "This looks promising," but after another difficult conversation I discovered with the aid of my digital caliper that he too had no thin material either. I was really downcast, all this way and no joy. I know now the beautiful gloves like there once were are gone for ever, due to no demand for the dress kid operas which were once common, shame! There are other glove makers in Poland, but having done a fair bit of research before I arrived and choosing carefully the ones to visit, I think that's it.

Over a really nice lunch and a glass or two of Chardonnay, I reflected. The weather was beautiful, everyone was treating me like the lady I am  can't be bad. (A woman came up to me as we were waiting to cross the street and said, "Super!"). I was addressed universally as Madame, smiles and courtesy from everyone. Great!

After taking an open top bus tour of the city, I returned home on the bus without paying again and fell onto my bed exhausted but happy. Caro was having a wonderful time.

I woke up as it was beginning to get dark, well no too dark in Northern Europe at that time of year and prepared to go out for diner. I heard Awa coming into her apartment so went up to ask her to come to dinner with me. She said, "Thank you," but she was too busy (she runs three apartments). She ordered a taxi for me to the Old Town, so I set off again to experience the lovely evening.

I chose the most up-market place I could find and had a delicious meal. A seafood medley starter followed veal in a pepper cream sauce and a meringue concoction to finish 'twas wonderful with a bottle of Chardonnay to wash it all down.

I wandered off down through the little streets reluctant to end the evening, stopping for coffee a couple of times, finding myself the last customer in a cafe at the corner of the main square --- it was midnight! My pumpkin was waiting to take me home (well, a taxi). I let myself in and posed again and again in the mirror. Alas it was over, the best experiences ever as Carolyn.

It was morning and my brief stay in Poland was almost over. I went upstairs and Awa and I made our farewells and again I travelled into town on the bus without a ticket. I had another Polish breakfast in the Radio Cafe, famous as the meeting place of the Polish contributors to Radio Free Europe during the Cold War.

It was time to travel to the airport again, you've guessed, without paying. As the bus reached the terminus, I was congratulating myself on the cheap holiday I'd had when a ticket inspector appeared just as I was getting off. The free bus travel I had enjoyed wasn't free after all. I was fined 136 zł (about £27 or $20 US) A bus ride cost 5 zł and I had been wondering what to do with the all the złotys I hadn't spent, ah well!

It was the best time ever as Carolyn. To hell with the glove quest, I had a wonderful time. The Warsawians were either blind or really polite, but it was lovely.

(Stana adds, "For more about dressing as a woman in Poland, visit crossdressing.pl.")

 

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A femulator in Poland, circa 2008.

 

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Unrath & Strano

Wearing Unrath & Strano.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Where You Can Be Fired For Being Transgender

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Courtesy of The Huffington Post.

Wednesday’s Wash

152407848 I am now a housewife

My spouse's health has deteriorated to a point where she can no longer do some of the household chores she used to do. So, in addition to my full-time job, I now do the housekeeping that my spouse used to do.

I do the laundry, dust, vacuum, and perform most of the cleaning chores around the house. I have not cooked much since my college apartment-dwelling days, but I have begun cooking some of our meals, too.

Since I am now a housewife, I want to dress like a housewife, but I don't know any housewives who dress like Donna Stone!

Blame Godzilla, King of the Monsters

When I was young, I loved monsters and flying saucers. So it is no surprise that Sheb Wooley's novelty song Purple People Eater was number one on my hit parade when it came out in 1958.

In the ensuing 55 years, I never heard anyone else sing that song… until yesterday. I was visiting Peter Lappin's blog and discovered a version sung by Judy Garland (I kid you not).

Here's the link --- the song is at the end of the blog post.

 

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A femulator, circa 2007.

 

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Vogue

Wearing Opening Ceremony.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Janet’s Story

By Janet Lynn Stickney

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My name is Janet Lynn Stickney. Some, maybe most of you may know me from my writings, which are posted on the four major sites (Big Closet, Sapphires, Storysite, and Fictionmania) that have agreed to post my writings and some have even been translated into foreign languages!

During over 40 years in the trans community, I have always, until recently, been actively involved in promoting better laws and more education for the law enforcement community. In the early 7's, I became the first president of Crossroads Chapter located in Detroit, a group founded by my friend, Grace Bacon. Over the next 30 years, I held every post in the group until finally I retired from the board and was awarded a life membership.

I was president when the four founding clubs [Crossroads (Detroit), Paradise (Ohio), Transpitt(Pittsburg), and Tri-Ess (Chicago)} of the Be-All convention began. Our first convention was held in a hotel the was half the size we needed! We figured 100 or so attendees and 200 showed up! We can proudly point to our beginnings of the Be-All when we see what it has evolved into.

Even now, I look back at what we have accomplished in the trans community and remember when it was truly dangerous to go out. We have come a very long way. Not far enough, but moving forward.

I am now completely retired both from my job and as an active member of any group. My job because I had the age and time; the groups because I have suffered two strokes which have rendered my abilities to become Janet problematic. I can walk and talk and I have both hands, but I wobble and I shake a little. Tough to do eyeliner with the shakes and heels are definitely out.

I am NOT complaining. My God has been good to me, gracing me with two beautiful and very successful daughters, along with grandchildren that we adore. My bride has always been by my side during my participation in all of the events, conventions and meetings, both within and without the trans community. I love her dearly, and would be lost without her. I have it all.

The pictures included here, one taken when I was about 16, another when I was 17, and two when I was about 59, show the progression of both age and experience. In all cases, that is my own hair; I never used a wig.

In my writings I have always held what I thought was the higher ground, never debasing any of the characters, but trying to portray them in a realistic, but somewhat rosy way. Many disagree, but many others told me that they enjoyed the read, so frankly, I write what I like and leave it there.

Now that I have retired my heels for the flats, I look back on my many years as a proud member of the trans community and know in my heart that I have helped many of our sisters find that inner peace we need to live with, and possibly expose, that beautiful girl we have inside, as well as making it just a bit safer for us to go out. It is my fervent hope that all of you find that solace and someone to share it with. There is nothing better in life than knowing that you have that one special person to share your life with.

 

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bobby_darling

Bobby Darling, according to Wikipedia, “is an Indian actress who has acted in Bollywood and regional Indian films. Darling, who was born biologically male, self-identifies as a woman, insists that interviewers address her as such, and has had cosmetic surgery towards that end.

 

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Wearing Emilio Pucci dress, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes and Swarovski clutch.

Monday, June 10, 2013

Be Gorgeous

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As a gal stuck in a guy's body, I can use all the help I can get trying to be a gal. One source that I find helpful is my subscription to the Daily Makeover newsletter.

Last week, the newsletter had advice that I found very useful. Since most of my readers are gals like me, I am passing that advice along.

At my age, I am usually too pooped to Polka when the band starts playing an oberek. I worry that I look pooped, too, so I appreciated "Makeup Tricks To Make You Look Less Tired.”

I also worry about my foundation. What color? Liquid or powder? How to apply it? Et cetera, et cetera. As a result, "The 5 Rules Of Natural-Looking Foundation" was helpful.

Finally, I found "12 Drugstore Finds Beauty Editors Swear By" very informative. I plan to further investigate the items featured in slides 1, 2, 4, 9 and 11.

Be gorgeous, Girls!

 

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Actor Robin de Jesus femulating in Camp, a 2003 US film.

 

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Bluefly

Wearing A.B.S. by Allen Scwartz.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

A Very Good WBP

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Peoples Unlimited Charities in Scottsdale, Arizona, had a womanless beauty pageant on Saturday, June 1, and the femulations were very good (no bearded ladies!).

This seems to be a regular event for the Peoples Unlimited Charities. I wrote about the 2011 pageant last year and  you can view more photos from their past pageants on their Facebook photo album page.

 

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Jim Dale

Actor Jim Dale femulating in the 1964 British comedy Carry On Spying.

 

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Rent the Runway

Wearing Zac Posen.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Fanfares of Love

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Actors Dieter Borsche and Georg Thomalla (center and right) femulating in Fanfaren der Liebe (Fanfares of Love), a 1951 West German film in which "two out of work musicians put on drag to get work in an all girl band. Inevitable comical romantic complications ensue," (according to IMDB).

Fanfares is the film that Billy Wilder used as a model for his 1959 classic comedy Some Like It Hot. It was such a big hit that there was a sequel in 1953 titled Fanfaren der Ehe (Fanfare of Marriage). In the sequel, the musicians married two female musicians they met in the earlier film. When the females get work on a cruise ship, their husbands dress as women in order to join them.

By the way, Fanfaren der Liebe was based on a 1935 French film, Fanfare d'Amour (Fanfare of Love), with a similar plot.

 

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ShopBop

Wearing Theory.

Friday, June 7, 2013

Opening the Box

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Our lady friends love their Pandora charm bracelets.

My wife and I were intrigued, but she seldom wears bracelets, I have too many already and we were both turned off by the high price.

My sister discovered affordable Pandora knock-offs on eBay.

My wife and I were intrigued, but she still seldom wears bracelets and I still have too many already.

Recently, Avon began selling their own Pandora knock-offs; $9.99 for the bracelet, $3.99 for each charm.

(Did I mention that I am an Avon lady?)

My wife relented; she bought the Avon bracelet and some charms they had for sale.

I resisted again because I still have too many bracelets.

In the last Avon new products catalog, Avon introduced some new Pandora knock-off charms including two charms that are exclusive for Avon representatives: one, a miniature tube of lipstick and the other, a miniature perfume bottle.

I could no longer resist. After all, a girl can’t have too many bracelets!

 

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Actor Jared Leto (right) femulating in the 2013 film Dallas Buyers Club.

 

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Kohls

Wearing Kohl’s.

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Elaine Writes About Her Photo

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Elaine Armen

This photaroid was taken 22-23 years ago. It brings back a lot of memories, good and bad from the closeted years.  

The Good: The high-necked white Edwardian top (think Prince and Purple Rain) that looked good and covered a lot of sins, a leather mini with tasteful hem length that seemingly shrank whenever I sat down, black knee-length boots with 3½ inch heels (that didn't make it into the frame), the black (big hair) wig that I liked without the tease and spray, and a few glorious (albeit secreted) minutes getting to explore my femme self.

The Bad: Layers of hosiery (pre-shaving) that were hot, hot, hot in the summer, my self-taught rudimentary makeup skills (predating the abundant Internet tutorials), deep red lipstick (not my color), the pose (that's a pose?), the off-center and incomplete framing (a makeshift, time-limited setup), and the constant fear of being discovered fully or partially dressed (what is this crazy desire?)

And yet, I often reflect fondly on this simpler time and the simple temporary pleasure of being myself. Dealing with transgender flame wars and self-serving hierarchies and slippery slope expectations and marital (and social) tensions from being partially out and LGBTQAI conflicting positions and political appropriateness and "are you gay (no), do you want a sex change (no), what is gender?" questions, among other transgender and non-transgender community dealings, only came later for me.

Yes, I think, on the whole, we are better off and more accepted today than ever before because of those things. It's just more complicated.

 

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Shopbop

Wearing Alice + Olivia.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade

2013-06-06_chevron-dress I don't like lemonade, so when life gives me lemons, I go shopping!

I received a bushel of lemons yesterday and I am still upset about it today... so upset that I have not been able to concentrate on my work and have walked around the salt mine venting to anyone who will listen.

When I finally returned to my cubicle, I perused my e-mails and noticed one from Ultimate Outlet promoting a "40% Off Summer-Ready Skirts & Dresses" sale. To get my mind off my woes, I visited their website to see what they had.

A cute red and black, chevron print, sleeveless shift dress in my size caught my eye. It was marked down from $149 to $14.75! Factor in the 40% discount and the dress cost only $8.85!

How could I resist?

I ordered the dress as fast as my mouse would let me and enjoyed the short temporary relief that my shopping spree provided.

What’s going on?

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I am sure you all are familiar with Andrej Pejić, the male model who more often than not models women's clothing.

I slowly came to the realization that Pejić is just the tip of the iceberg. There are a lot of other girls like Tima Marso (above), who are modeling womenswear despite the fact that they are male. Check out Juan's New Male Fashion blog regularly and you will see a new male womenswear model featured on almost a weekly basis.

And the other shoe dropped recently: female models are now modeling menswear.

What’s going on?

The reason usually cited for males modeling womenswear is that fashion designers prefer female models who have thin boy-like figures. So some designers are just skipping the middle man (or should I say "middle woman") and are hiring thin boys to model their female offerings.

I guess that makes sense, but hiring a female model to model menswear needs some explanation. I assume fashion designers prefer their models to look like males when modeling menswear. That is not east to accomplish when your model is female.

Female-to-male crossdressing is seldom convincing because it's difficult to make a sow's ear out of a silk purse. On the other hand, thin boys can be made into pretty girls with makeup, hairstyling and body-shaping.

Something else must be going on.

Fashion designers may be trying to convince consumers that it is ok to wear womenswear or menswear whether you are a boy or a girl.

In truth, girls don't need much convincing --- they have been borrowing from the boys like forever. On the other hand, boys have just started borrowing from the girls and they need some encouragement.

If they are transwomen, they probably are crossdressing behind the scenes already. Now, the “Andrej Pejić phenomena” is giving them the green light to crossdress everywhere.

Mosey on over to http://imgur.com/r/crossdressing/ and you will be amazed by the number of young men experimenting with femulation. Some of them are already exploring the real world en femme, but most of the photos were shot indoors, not very far from the femulator’s closet. Perhaps encouraged by Miss Andrej and her sister male models, it won't be long before all these young femulators will be moseying to the malls wearing skirts and heels to shop in their favorite dress shops like Jos. A. Bank.

Anything can happen and probably will.

 

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Andrey-Gordychuk

Andrey Gordychuk, male womenswear model.

 

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Tibi

Wearing Tibi.