Practice, Practice, Practice

Wearing Price

Keith Moon

Our Female Fans

I don’t know many women who are ok with their men dressing like women. The first time I encountered such a woman was at an IFGE convention I attended years ago in Philly. 

At the opening of the convention, I noticed a couple impeccably dressed in matching skirt suits. He was tall and she was petite and I wondered where they found matching outfits and throughout the convention, they appeared in new matching outfits each day and each evening.

I was a little jealous. But I got over it. Since then, I have encountered other similar couples, that is, women who are comfortable (to one degree or another) with their femulating partner.

And it’s getting better all the time. In general, the younger generations are more accepting. It is not a big deal breaker as it is in older generations (like mine).

Although it is still uncommon to find a woman who is ok with a femulating partner, it is easy to find women who are ok with other men dressing like women (as long as the femulating men are not “their” men).

I run into this all the time. When I encounter a female stranger and she discovers that I am en femme, in the majority of cases, she is fine with it. Often, she is very interested and even enthusiastic about it. Seldom do I get a negative reaction.

Those who are positive about my femulation say something to the effect that what I am doing is “wonderful.” Yes, I have actually heard the word “wonderful” more than once from such enthusiasts.

And I don’t look a gift horse in the mouth and ask, “What do you mean by that?” Instead, I just go with the flow.

I can understand why a woman would not want her man to femulate, but I don’t understand why women are ok and even enthusiastic about other men being en femme. 

And so it goes.

Wearing Ann Taylor

Àngel Llàcer femulating on Spanish television’s Your Face Sounds Familiar (Tu Cara Me Suena).

Who's Who?

Wearing Elisabetta Franchi

Harry Myers femulating in the 1926 film 45 Minutes from Hollywood.

The Rest of the Story

Paula asked for the rest of the story regarding my 1983 Halloween photo accompanying Wednesday’s post, so here it is.

Newlyweds, we were invited to a Halloween party hosted by a co-worker about three months after The Great Purge of 1983.  I convinced my spouse to go as opposite genders, which required me to reacquire what I had purge.

It was 40 years ago, so my recollection is spotty. I do recall that I borrowed the cape from my sister-in-law (thank you, Helene) – I had to purchase everything else.

I was working in Danbury at the time and there was a wig shop conveniently located within walking distance of my office. So I sashayed over there one lunch hour and two young saleswomen dropped everything to help me when I revealed my plans for Halloween.

I asked to see some brunette wigs, but they insisted that I go blonde. As they say, “the customer is always wrong,” so I purchased the blonde wig you see in the photo.

I don’t recall where I purchased the dress, heels, hosiery or unmentionables. I also don’t recall what unmentionables I wore, nor what jewelry I wore.

I borrowed my wife’s makeup, did my face, got dressed and we headed out the night of the party. On arrival, I shocked everyone. One pretty cat woman, who I did not know, asked me, “Are you a guy?” And that was the highlight of the evening for me!

Word got around at work on Monday and one of my wise guy co-workers asked, “Do you like boys?”

I retorted, “Why? Do you want a date?”

And so it goes!

Wearing Boston Proper

Bill Kaulitz

But what about the girdle?

Wearing Boston Proper

Nigerian femulator JP Blush

The Great Purge of 1983

I started femulating regularly around the age of 12. Whenever I was home alone, I would experiment with my mother's and sister's wardrobes and cosmetics. 

Soon, I began building my own female wardrobe. Initially, I collected discarded clothing or sewed my own (simple A-line miniskirts) using remnants that my mother had in her sewing nook. 

The first item of female clothing that I purchased were three pairs of nylon stockings. I went to the hosiery store downtown and told the saleswoman that I was buying stockings as a gift for my tall girlfriend. The saleswoman did not bat an eye and I scored my first purchase of female finery with ease. 

After that successful shopping trip, I used my tall girlfriend excuse to expand my wardrobe. And whenever Halloween was on the horizon, I could use that holiday as an excuse to try on and buy wigs, dresses, shoes and foundation garments. 

In addition to building a wardrobe, I clipped femulation-related items from newspapers and magazines. I also had a couple of books including the eye-opening A Year Among the Girls by Darryl Radnor and a couple of issues of Drag magazine. And there was also my collection of Polaroids, which documented my progress aboard the Good Ship Lollipop. 

I stored everything in boxes hidden behind boxes containing my American Flyer train set, all stored behind the false back panel of a built-in bookcase in my bedroom. 

Due to that limited storage space, I occasionally whittled down my collection – out with the old to make room for the new – but I never purged everything while I was actively femulating. I loved being a girl, so there was no desire to purge. 

Fast-forward to 1983. 

I had been dating my future wife for over two years and during that time, I stopped femulating. I had no desire to femulate and I bought into the old wives’/husbands’ tale that when a femulator got married, he stopped femulating. 

Realize that there was little information available to vent that tale. There was no Internet as we know it today and the serious literature on the topic was minimal and hard to find in my neck of the woods. 

So about two weeks before our wedding, I purged everything. 

One month after our wedding, we were invited to a Halloween party. I femulated for the event (see photo) and bought a new dress, wig, pantyhose, bra, girdle, high heels, etc. for the occasion. I was back on the Good Ship Lollipop and never stopped femulating again. 

In retrospect, I so regret the purge. I could replace the wardrobe (which I did), but I could never replace my Polaroids.

Wearing Boston Proper

Thiago Fragoso femulating on Brazilian television’s Sexo Fragil.

Not at All!

Wearing Ann Taylor

Karol Dziuba and Maurycy Popiel femulate Baccara on Polish television’s Twoja Twarz Brzmi Znajomo (Your Face Sounds Familiar). View this femulation on YouTube by clicking here.

Monday Mix

Rue La La

My last two online purchases were from Rue La La. They sell overstocked items at substantial discounts. My recent purchases were two designer name dresses that originally cost $128 each. I paid $59 for one and $40 for the other with  free shipping.

The second dress (image right) was originally discounted to $69. I viewed it online a couple of times, but did not buy it. Rue La La knew my history and when they lowered the price to $40, they sent me an email informing me of the new price and I pounced!

They used USPS and it took 7 to 10 days to arrive. I have not had to return anything, so I don’t know how well their returns work.

Anyway, I am a happy customer and will continue shopping with Rue La La.

Tucking

I mentioned in my Look Ma, No Pants! post that tucking effectively is important for girls like us who try wear tights for pants. I wrote about tucking a year ago, so you may want to refer to that post if you are tucking for the first time.

In my case, what I have to tuck is modest in size, so your mileage may vary, but I have had a lot of success by simply wearing panty girdles and spandex bikini-style panties (not at the same time, and the tighter, the better).

17 Years

The first post of this blog appeared 17 years ago today. During that time, there have been 5990 posts that have been viewed 29,881,632 times!

And so it goes.

Wearing Boston Proper

Maurycy Popiel femulating Debbie Harry on Polish television's Twoja Twarz Brzmi Znajom (Your Face Sound Familiar). Click here to view this excellent femulation on YouTube.

Look Ma, No Pants!

Commenting on Tuesday’s post, Michells asked for opinions about the latest fashion trend: wearing tights as pants, that is, just wearing tights or pantyhose without pants or trousers or other bifurcated garment.

Responding to the comment, I mentioned that I had gone out so dressed years ago. The accompanying photo shows me wearing tights and no pants. 

I recall that when I did it, I thought that there was not much difference between wearing tights without pants and wearing leggings, so I went for it and visited a mall so dressed (or undressed). I felt a little naughty and a little sexy at the time. Yet I don’t recall any reactions positive or negative from civilians I encountered.

That was 18 years ago. At 72+, I still have the legs to pull it off, but at that age, I probably shouldn’t do it.

Anyway, a word of advice if you plan to go out wearing tights as pants: effective tucking is paramount for girls like us. I can’t think of any fashion statement where thorough tucking is more important!

Wearing Bebe

Paolo Ballesteros, Christian Bables and Martin del Rosario femulating in the 2019 Filipino film The Panti Sisters.

How much ground could a groundhog grind if a groundhog could grind ground?

Wearing Allsaints

Ken Carson