Great Drag Race

Pink and Black

Not much to say - just wanted to share this outfit. It's very pink, and probably very bad taste, but I enjoyed wearing it this afternoon...

His Black Dress, Revisited — The Good Men Project

His Black Dress, Revisited — The Good Men Project:

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cutting my own hair

This week I was persuaded to cut my own hair. I've wanted a fringe for a long time now and always chickened out of asking for one at the hairdressers. I nearly got layers till the girl doing the cutting suddenly remembered I was a bloke; wish she hadn't! 

So there are a couple of methods here for two different things - first cutting your own hair in a pony tail to give a layered effect. The Momsnet method. And here. It works well, but the layers are somewhat random. And I lost much of the layer effect when i cut the fringe. But I feel I can experiment, and will!

The fringe method was fairly simple too, but still I didn't quite manage to follow it properly. so I have a raggedy fringe. I was too excited and rushed into it. All I need to do now is allow the hair to grow a bit and do it again properly. but I am still extremely pleased by the result. 

nice shaggy hair, just washed, still a bit wet, no eye make-up 

The pictures I took tonight were necessarily a rush job as I had very limited time to get everything done.

(in the interests of transparency I cartoonised the above picture, now there are 4 styles available and the first style is extremely flattering, and smooths over all your blemishes, and ropey make-up technique) 

This lovely old dress has been making a come-back of late

Then the plan that was in the back of my mind, and had been all day, was put into action. The grey skirt I bought last week was crying out to be worn. It has an uneven hem line - like a raggedy kind of effect. I have just shaved my legs and this skirt felt so lovely on with shaven legs that I couldn't resist going for a little walk in it, and I could road-test my new hair too!

i love this flattering skirt
even makes me look good

feeling relaxed and comfortable

Since its still not summer out there, I thought I'd better put a coat on. Also, took a hadnbag, even though there was nothing in there, I thought it would look a bit more natural.

nerves kick in at this point

Reality: i just hope no-one looks too closely

And then I stepped out of the front door into the night, at about 11pm, and went for a little walk over the railway line, in a pair of sparkly blue flat shoes. The thing I hate about heels is the noise they make, which at night makes me feel extremely conspicuous. The flats were nice and quiet and still looked rather elegant.

I slipped out the front door and suddenly felt the cold night air wrapping around my legs. Closed the front door behind me, after checking I DEFINITELY had my keys, and wander out, walking in as unblokey manner as I could mange  -though being in a skirt helps with that, being in flat shoes doesn't.

I just went up over the footbridge to the other side of the railway line. Walked long the extremely quiet street for a bit and turned back. Unfortunately flatmate was due back soon after 11.00 so I knew I didn't have long.

I got back just before my flatmate arrived home. Phew! Must do this again soon!

I also have this, possibly, irritating habit of revising my blog posts on the go. So it's worth checking back to see what I've added....

Later that night my fm went to bed quite early (for him) and as I was still up, and relatively awake, I thought I'd go for another walk. this time I put on a stripey top and a black mini-skirt, tights and a long woollen coat.

I went a lot further on the second walk - had taken a lot less care with the make-up and wore a more casual outfit. I set of towards the railway station, along the main road, passed by a few cars, and then back along the other side of the wailway line, over the footbridge and home. Had a very close encounter with a group of young foxes. Obviously used to having the streets to themselves, they were chasing each other all over the place until they virtually ran into me walking along. They just managed to stop in time and ran off :D I'm glad they stopped in time, I was slightly worried about them laddering my tights.

New Cartoon Effect

new low-cut purple top

new grey skirt and lace top

blue chiffon dress

floaty top

blue checked dress

pink top and skirt

maxi-dress

wig and tripod

This is me in my ripped effect top and a black puffball skirt.
A little bit of jewellery and my favourite lacy tights.

I went slightly mad on amazon this week. I spent around £20. £10 on a very cheap wig, I wanted to see if this type of wig would suit me before I went ahead and spent a significant amount of money on one; and the other purchase was a tripod for my camera, allowing me to take shots similar to the one above, which you can see, does not show the camera, or me looking into a mirror - though I was looking in to a mirror, the mirror was cunningly placed behind the camera.

More pics I took using my tripod:

slow cooker in the foreground (not mine)

I love wearing this skirt

Boys In The Pink - Blog

This blog really rang my bell. It introduces itself thus:

This blog is a fantasy. It conceives a world where, in the 21st century, women have become the dominant sex. They run governments and have careers, while men must wear ‘feminine’ clothes, raise children and do the housework. Imagine a complete reversal of traditional gender identities and you’ll get the idea.

That this is a fantasy bears repeating:

 We will be building upon various trends in the real world, such as better performance of females in education, greater numbers of women in the workplace, and so on. It’s fun to exaggerate these, but the alarmists who like to say that women are ‘taking over’ are wrong. 

Sadly, true. I'm all for women taking over myself. You don't need to force me into the submissive feminine role - its one I've been headed for all my life! I find dominant women incredibly attractive, but we'll get on to that in a moment.

People are born, with a few exceptions, either male or female. They are then subjected to profound social conditioning according to what’s between their legs. ‘Masculinity’ is a package of behaviours traditionally associated with males. ‘Femininity’ is the package of behaviours traditionally associated with females. Both act as a kind of template into which human beings must squeeze themselves, regardless of what their true nature might be.

It's refreshing to see a feminist take this stance -I'm used to feminists denying the gender as a social construct theory in the case of transgendered men, and scorning men who choose to adopt feminine behaviour. The claim is made that current day gender roles stem from the start of the agricultural era and continue in various ways since then.

In my personal case this account is very believable. Both my wives were very strong women and I'd go so far to say my second wife was the dominant person in our marriage, whether she liked it or not. Indeed I was the one who wore the dresses, again, whether she liked it or not. For the first time in my career i now work for a woman, who works for a woman, who works for a woman. Unfortunately that's spoilt by the fact that the director we work for is a man, and so's the CEO. But it is progress in the right direction.

Obviously this IS a fantasy, and it should not happen like this, indeed there are very good reasons that most women will not want to feminise men even if they take the power and force men to be submissive, I can't see they'd want to dress men up in pretty dresses, to be honest, disappointing as that is. But what might happen, eventually, is a less rigorous adherence to the gender role that is forced upon you at birth. A tolerance of men who want to be feminine, live as females. Not just a tolerance, but acceptance, the way that gay men are pretty much accepted in modern society, feminised men should be too!

this is the way I'd dress - if given the choice!

If you're going to read this blog then you need to start at the beginning - which, as it is a blog, is at the end. Happy reading!