Wearing A.L.C. |
Laverne Cummings, professional femulator extraordinaire |
By J.J. Atwell
Yet More About Boobs
In episode nine, I introduced the subject of boobs for CDs. I talked more about them in subsequent installments. After that blog post, I got a very nice email from a GG, whom I’ll refer to as GiGi, with some interesting comments.
We’ve exchanged several emails and one thing GiGi mentioned was that some of us carry our boobs a bit too high on the torso. I know that’s true for JJ. Part of that is simply because we don’t let the bra straps out far enough. Either that or the bras we buy don’t have straps that are long enough for our torso.
If your bras don’t have straps that are long enough and the bra has detachable straps, you can buy strap extenders for them. The goal is to have the boobs hang naturally.
Where should a CD’s breasts hang on her torso? Let's discreetly look at the GGs around us and observe how their breasts hang. Remember, this is research! Other than teenagers whose breasts have only recently developed, you likely see that the apex of the breast (where the nipple would be) tend to fall about mid-way or lower between your armpit and the crook of your elbow. And as a woman ages, they can be lower.
If you’re looking to blend in, think a bit about your silhouette. It’s more than just the size of the breast, it’s where they sit, their shape and how they move. I’ll cover some of those things in a future blog.
Of course, all this advice is just for those of us who use some type of breast form in our bras, not for those who have grown their own. So much stuff to consider and I thank GiGi for the fodder for today’s blog post.
I’ll be back
That’s it for today. I hope you spend a little time looking in a mirror critically the next time you get dressed. I also should mention that my comments here are mostly directed at CDs who are attempting to blend in with the other women out there.
In the meantime, I’d welcome comments here on the blog or by email at Jenn6nov at sign gmail dot com.
Wearing Boston Proper |
Timothy Bottoms femulating in the 1980 television movie Escape. Zoe, thank you for the information about this film. |
For some years, I would read in disbelief Kimberly Huddles stories of traveling. Her trips seemed to be too easy to be true!
I had long been comfortable going about and doing just about anything as Tami. The thought of security at the airport was a hurdle I never thought I could overcome. But like everything else in life, I had to try.
So I did and it was a breeze.
One never knows once you arrive at the airport if you will depart on time. I never check my bag and I am prepared if my connection leaves me stranded for hours. I dress to fit in – jeans with a stylish top and sweater or jacket; or a casual midi dress or skirt and jean jacket, depending on the weather. Comfy sneakers or loafers that allow for a long walk are a must. Dressing nicely (I think) earns points when you sit in first class.
My best advice to all is that TSA has seen it all before. You hand them your ID, your picture pops up on their screen and they look you in the eye to compare. They really don’t care if you are trans. I once had the agent take my ID, ask another agent to compare the ID and me to be sure it was me! There is one TSA agent who I have seen multiple times and he is very friendly.
Of all the times through the TSA scanning machines, I have never set one off until just recently. On a flight to Arizona, the scanner showed something on my back side on the female screen image. So the screener asked me to stand aside. He called for a female agent to assist. Everyone was busy. Another agent saw me waiting, “I will get you an agent, ma’am.” In a bit a nice woman came over, gave me the standard back side pat down and gave me the “All set, ma’am.”
As Kimberly has written, it is easier than you may think.
I can’t count the many flights I have taken, but all have been stress-free. On one of my earliest flights as Tami, I took my seat in row 20, aisle. Just before takeoff, a stewardess came down the aisle looking for a male. She had an upgrade for me to first class. She came directly to my seat, looked at me and showed a very puzzled expression. She turned, walked back up front, turned and came back to me again. She asked if my last name was X (formerly Twitter) and I said yes. She offered me the upgrade and since the flight was so short, I suggested she give it to someone else as I was comfortable. (I get upgraded a lot, which I usually jump for.)
If your ambiguity is minimal like me, you will not miss a beat with TSA, stewards or passengers. Know that each airline agent has access on their phones to identify each passenger in every seat. Your status with them and likely lots of other data, is readily available. That being said, no one from ticket agents, to TSA, to passengers, to stewards
has ever been anything but helpful and kind on all my flights.
Wearing Altuzarra |
Kimberly Huddle, who inspired me and so many others to travel pretty. |
By J.J. Atwell
More Stuff
There seems to be no end to stuff. This is the 12th installment and I’m grateful to Stana and especially those that follow her blog for the feedback that I’ve received.
Trapped
No, not in a maze. But in a rewards program. You know, like frequent flyer miles? But for retail purchases for you in either mode.
Jennifer belongs to several retail rewards programs and regularly gets coupons or discount offers from them. The programs I belong to are DSW, Soma, Sephora and a few others. So Jennifer’s in-box regularly gets these special offers.
But I titled this section “Trapped” because that’s just what these offers are designed to do –keep you a loyal customer of that store. Not that this is a bad thing though. Right now I’ve got discount coupons for DSW and Soma burning a hole in my purse.
Trouble is, Jennifer doesn’t really need anything from those stores right now. Yes, that’s probably hard to believe. After all, what does “need” have to do with shopping?
There is a certain value in belonging to these programs. If you’ve found a good product/service and want to stick with that retailer it just makes sense to join their club. I always give my femme email address to the women-oriented sites like Soma and Sephora. For others, like DSW, the offers come to my guy address, but often include suggestions for women’s shoes they think I might like.
I guess I better get this column wrapped up and get on with my shopping for stuff.
I’ll be back
I’d love to read your comments about how you are trapped. Comments are welcome either here on the blog or by email to Jenn6nov at sign gmail dot com. JJ is always looking for more stuff!
Wearing Boston Proper |