Miss Taken Identity

 

Wearing Boston Proper

Frank Marino, professional femulator

Bad Times

Bad Ink, How the New York Times Sold Out Transgender Teens is the title Riki Wilchins’ latest book, which is an expose about the New York Times’ anti-trans kids agenda.

Wilchins’ explains, “...when it came to transgender kids, beginning around 2015, the Times underwent a strange transformation, shifting from an early and long-time support of transgender rights to the nation’s leading voice attacking transgender kids. And stranger still, this wasn’t based on new reporting or fresh medical evidence, but on talking points being promoted by white Christian nationalist organizations that were devoted to eradicating transgender kids in order to reignite their stalled anti-gay culture wars.” 

Wilchins’ book details the history of the Times’ coverage of trans issues from the 1960’s to the present day and how it all went wrong in 2015 when the Times began twisting real facts and using alternative facts to push their agenda, which originated with (no surprise) the MAGA and Christian nationalist right whose ultimate goal is to eradicate transgenderism. All truths are avoided or played down in order for the Times to achieve its despicable agenda.

This book was a revelation to me because the Times was a newspaper I used to respect. I had no idea that it had sunk as low as the National Enquirer with regard to trans kids’ rights. That saddens me and from now on, I will be suspicious concerning everything spewed out from the Times.

I highly recommend Riki Wilchins’ new book to all trans folks who are concerned about maintaining their hard-earned rights. 

Wearing LEAU

 

British beauty Diana Grant, out and about

Good Job!

 

Wearing Dress Barn

Before: Artist Paul Whitehead, After: Artist Trisha Van Cleef

My Favorite Things

Here are a few of my favorite things.

I love carrying a handbag... the girlier, the better. (Don’t want my bag to be mistaken for a manbag.)

Don't know if I have Gynecomastia or not, but I do know that I have breasts that are large enough to fill a size 40B bra without inserts, pads or any other assistance. And when I slip on my bra, I love finding those two perky mounds on my chest (it never gets old).

Mom loved high heels, always wore them when she went out and she owned a closet full. Like mother, like daughter, I love high heels, usually wear them when I go out and I own a closet full.

Mom had shapely legs. When she worked in an office before she married, her nickname was “Legs.” Again like mother, like daughter, I inherited my mother legs and a transman once dubbed me “Leggy.” I love being my mother’s daughter.

Mom was also a pretty woman. I like to think that I take after her in that regard, too, but I will let others be the judge of that.

I love being a feminine man. When I am en homme, it can be a hindrance, but it works so well for me when I am en femme that I would not have it any other way.

Making up my face is something I always look forward to. I love the process, the tricks, the shortcuts and especially the results. After I do my makeup, slip on my wig and look in the mirror, it is always an aha moment! (Yes, I really am a woman.)

And so it goes.

Wearing Zimmermann

Modern female escorts womanless beauty pageant contestant.

Too Late

Wearing Agua Bendita

Womanless beauty pageant contestant

Some Days

 

Wearing ModCloth

Queens of a womanless beauty pageant

Hazards of Crossdresing

 

By the way, Happy Independence Day!

Wearing Boston Proper

A New York City femulator circa 1926

Passing Times

“I’m a guy.”

Many girls who have been around the block a few times opine that passing is not important; that it isn’t the be-all and end-all of crossdressing. 

I agree, but it is icing on the when you do pass.

My attitude is that I pass whenever I crossdress until something indicates that I am not passing. Of course, I don’t pass all of the time; I know that, but the attitude that I pass helps to build my confidence when I am out. If I went out among civilians thinking that I was not passing, that would surely affect my confidence in a negative way. And make crossdressing an unpleasant experience.

Passing is a crapshoot, however, there have been times that I know absolutely that I passed. Here are a few of those times.

At Nordstrom

While I was perusing a rack of cocktail dresses at Nordstrom, a saleswoman nearby spoke up, “You're tall. I’m tall, too. How tall are you?”

I said, “Six foot two.”

She replied, “I'm six foot one.”

And she engaged me in a discussion about being a tall female. She asked me how I liked being tall (“I love it.”). She admitted that she had some difficulties during her school years because of her height, but as an adult, she was happy with her height.

After we exchanged a few more words, I excused myself and headed out the door to greener pastures.

That turned the old saw on its head that being tall will giveaway a crossdresser’s birth gender.

At Fantasia Fair

Over dinner at Fantasia Fair, I was chatting with two new friends, Cosette and Dianne, and we were discussing passing techniques. 

During our discussion, I mentioned how I always thought my voice was my weakness. They replied by saying my voice was perfect. And then they added that when they first saw me that they thought I was a genetic female!

Passing among civilians is one thing, but passing among sister crossdressers is something else.

At Lunch on Halloween 2022

I decided to go to Viron Rondo Osteria, an Italian restaurant in Cheshire. I’ve dined there a number of times in the past en femme, so I felt comfortable dining there again.

My waitress was pleasant, took my order and in short order, I was drinking a beverage and dining on a delicious pasta dinner. Time flew by quickly and before I knew it, the waitress was packing up my leftovers and presenting me with the bill. 

I had overheard her complimenting a couple at another table about their Halloween costumes, so when she returned to collect my payment, I asked, “How do you like my Halloween costume?”

She looked at me with a blank expression and asked, “What is it?”

“I’m a guy.”

She was shocked. She had no idea and began gushing over my “costume,” loved my hairdo (wig) and thought that my nails were “cute.”

I was younger and probably more passable during my first two passing stories. I was 71-years-old in the last passing story, which made me feel great that this old girl still has it!

Wearing Boston Proper

Femulating in Space's music video for “Begin Again.”
Click here to view this music video on YouTube.
Again, thanks to Rachel Williams for the information about this femulation.

This is no joke!

Is it safe?

I have been going out en femme for 55 years and I have always felt very safe doing so. In all that time, I only had one encounter in which I did not feel safe. 

After a support group meeting, a bunch of girls decided to go to a gay bar. I went along and did not enjoy the experience. It was dark and smoky (this was before all the smoking bans) and the gay clientele were not very sociable. The only thing going for it was its drag show, which indirectly turned out to be the source of my discomfort.

I was not having a good time and after one drink, I left the bar to walk to my car which was parked a long, dark block away. As I exited the bar, a patron followed me. He had the impression that I was in the drag show and tried to engage me in conversation (and maybe more).

I ignored him and walked as fast as my stilettos would carry me. Half way to my car, my “admirer” abandoned pursuit and I made it to my car unharmed, but scared shitless!

In retrospect, I should have asked the bouncer to accompany me to my car, but who knew!

Except for that occurrence over 30 years ago, no one has bothered me. Sure I have gotten my share of strange or amused looks over the years, but nothing that shook my confidence and ruined my day.

However, these days, I feel less safe than in the past. There is an element of the civilian population that hate us and following the lead of certain politicians and religious zealots, they have no fear about calling us out and worse. 

As a result, I am more circumspective about where I go en femme. I am very aware of my surroundings and avoid places where I might find trouble. Luckily, my home state, Connecticut, is more open-minded than the average united state and so it goes.

Be safe out there!

Wearing Ann Taylor

Stuart Kelsall femulating in an episode of British television's Ideal.
Click here to view this femulation on YouTube.
Thank you Rachel Williams for reminding me about this femulation.

No Questions Asked at 10 AM EDT

I just discovered that No Questions Asked will be on TCM on Sunday (today) at 10 AM EDT. This 1951 film noir has one of the best femulations ever filmed in Hollywood history (in my humble opinion). The femulation occurs about 30 or 40 minutes into the film. Enjoy!

UPDATE: In case you missed it, click here to view a collection of images of this femulation.

Head Turners

Wearing Boston Proper

Alex James femulating in the Blur music video for “Parklife.”
Click here to view the video on YouTube.
Thank you Rachel Williams for alerting us about this femulation.