I am new to the site and don't understand bios or other things yet but have so appreciated the information, insights, forum, etc. Nature of my personality is to also to have a little fun. So, I have to ask... Over the years, as you tried something new (dressed in new clothes, ventured out, put on make-up, etc.) what surprised you? Went wrong? What wardrobe malfuntion have you experienced? I think this could be fun and helpful based on some of the questions that are asked.
The only wardrobe malfunctions I every had were the result of my own bad taste, LOL.
But I think the most interesting thing I ever learned from it was how little it changed the world, but how much it changed me. That was liberating stuff.
Quote from: tekla on December 08, 2008, 10:04:29 AM
The only wardrobe malfunctions I every had were the result of my own bad taste, LOL.
But I think the most interesting thing I ever learned from it was how little it changed the world, but how much it changed me. That was liberating stuff.
I have to echo what Tekla said. The only real wardrobe problems I've had so far were my own mistakes. Basically, I tried to cobble something together quickly without paying much attention to what I was doing.
I'm not sure if I'd use the word "liberating," but crossdressing certainly makes me happy.
No it wasn't the dressing that was liberating (it was, but in a different way) it was the understanding of the notion that I'm not running the world. That the world pays little to no attention to me, and in that, there is great freedom.
The first time I wore panties out under my jeans - like say 14 or so - I found out that the only person who knew, or noticed, was me.
When I was 16 my GF dressed me up and made me up and took me to Armstrong Grove (A redwood grove) and the Coast. Again, no one - save me, I was shaking - noticed. Perhaps the trees are more inspiring, or at least more interesting, or perhaps they just give people peace, and walking in there all that other stuff seems, well, unimportant. Either way, any way, perhaps all the ways, it all passed everyone else by.
That liberation that comes from knowing that the entire freaking world is not going to do much of anything when it comes right down to it.
And now I realize,
in such a beautiful way too.
How nice it was of her,
To take me out to such places for the first time,
Not to some sleazy disco (and they all are sleazy in some sense)
or to some ghetto gathering of 'people like me'
But out to the Coast, to walk on the cliffs of Sonoma and feel the sea
to walk under the trees and feel the warmth of the earth
Its the liberation that I know that my actions are not going to do much in or to the world. The sun gonna come up in the east and set in the west. It always has, it always will.
Knowing that, knowing that its my life, that other people don't notice, or care. That is freedom.
You've got a real interesting way of looking at things, Tekla. Thanks.
Not that it's made me rich (yet).
Quote from: tekla on December 08, 2008, 02:53:26 PM
Not that it's made me rich (yet).
Well, at least you have your good looks.
In retirement that ain't gonna' get me dog food.
Edit: wrong thread. 'Next' button = bad.
That was beautiful Tekla :)