How do I feel when I dress up as a woman? Honestly, it varies depending on how I am feeling in myself. At the moment it mostly feels hot, but that’s because it is a warm evening and I am wearing layers of shapewear because I’m wearing a pencil skirt and need to get a flat front. The wig is hot too. Not really answering the question. This time, I just feel natural and normal. I’ve never actually been out en femme but with the shapewear, padded bra and wig, I feel I could. And I feel pretty good about how I look. Some times, it’s not so good and I feel ridiculous or ugly or masculine or all three. Feeling as I do now, I could go on with my day just being myself and quite believe that wearing a skirt is normal, that I do have long hair and that the cups of my bra aren’t empty. It is only when I need the loo that I have to face reality. I can sit down and pretend I’m going like a girl does but the truth is there. Physical sensations ...
I’m just a boy who dreams of being a girl. These are my musings about that journey as I try to work out exactly what that means.