Crossdressers Dream

Transgender and Society

2011-01-27T12:53:00.000-08:00

Transgender and Society

To begin with let’s talk about GENDER. Gender is what is between a person’s ears. Sex is what is between one’s legs, And Sexual orientation is one’s sexual preference (Gay, Bi, etc) but what I want to talk about is Gender and especially transgender.

Most transgender people are hidden so far in their closet because of the fear of losing their family, friends, and their jobs. Most Crossdressers are married and have hidden this from their wives and families for years because of this fear. Some who have been discovered after being married for many years have ended up divorced because of being discovered. Yours truly included after which I met and married a wonderful lady that not only knows but accepts. She knew long before we married.

Not all Crossdressers are on the same scale in the way that they cross-dress. Some only cross-dress on occasions and never go out of the house. Some only wear underwear then some go all out with wigs make up and go out in public. Some do things to feminize their bodies but still have no intentions of fully transitioning.

All that most transgender people want is to be accepted for who or what they are. But before that can happen the public has to be educated about the transgender community. In my opinion in order for this to happen the closet that the majority of the transgender people are in has to be opened. More of them have to come out of their closets and be known. However there is few that are willing to take that chance and the stakes are high. The LGBT has helped a lot in getting some rights for the transgender community but in order for the transgender community to really be accepted they are going to have to go public themselves. They are going to have to take that chance and risk. They have to stand up and be counted. There are a lot of transgender people out there that will never come out. They will just remain in their closet and let others do the work for them.

Being transgender is not something to be ashamed of. It is the way we were born. It is not a disease or a sickness that can be cured. It is something that you have to learn to accept and help those around us to accept. It is something that has to be talked about. No one really knows way people are transgendered just that they are and that’s the way they are.

I know I have been a crossdresser for as long as I can remember. I am the same person and act the same way I always have. When I go out I don’t try to hide the fact that I am a crossdresser. I don’t try to alter my voice I just try to blend in and not attract too much attention. I dress for the occasion and don’t try to overdo.

My Real Crossdressers Dream

2011-01-14T10:57:00.000-08:00

My Real Crossdressers Dream

After having been a crossdresser for over fifty years. I think there are many things a crossdresser dreams of. I have had a web page for several years and have written many articles and rants. On my last web page which is no longer up thanks to AOL.com I had well over 500 thousand visitors. I tried to correspond to all who bothered to email me and made some new efriends.

If I had to limit myself to just one dream what would that dream be?

I have done a lot of thinking about this and I have come to the conclusion it would have to be. To just be myself, to be able to come and go dressed as I please when I please. Not to have to worry about who sees me or what they think. Being able to go to church dressed like any other woman. To be able to go and do anything I need to, dressed in the way that I want to.

I do go places dressed and I leave the house that way. I don’t go get dressed somewhere else and then go out. I get dressed get in the vehicle and go. I do a lot of the grocery shopping and other things while dressed. I will go to the bank and other places. When I go to work I always under dress and usually wear women’s jeans and tee shirt.

I no longer am ashamed of being a crossdresser. I haven’t been in a long time. As far as I am concerned I don’t care who knows it. However there are other persons to consider that do care. Therefore I keep a lower profile but I no longer hide.

Now the one thing that I think would be my one dream would to be able to dress up for church. Being able to go to church without having to hide who I really am.

Going shopping and to Dinner

2010-02-02T04:08:00.000-08:00

A few days ago I had the opportunity to take a Saturday off. I went shopping and to dinner with a few friends. I spent most of the morning getting ready as I had a hour and a half drive. It doesn't usually take me that long to dress but it had been so long since I had gone out dressed that I decided to take a little extra time to get ready.

I had decided to wear a pair of skinny jeans with a bright red satin blouse and my knee high high heel boots. This turned out to be a good look especially after I put on a long gold and red coat. Actually I really liked the look that I had created.

Once i was ready to go I got in my vehicle and started to town. Once I got there I met the first friend at DSW shoes and we looked around with neither of us purchasing anything. We then went to the mall to Macy's for my friend to look for a silver purse which we didn't find. while in the mall I went to Radio Shack and purchased a new battery for one of my computers. We then met with another gal and decided to go to Ruby Tuesday's for drinks and to talk. Our waitress there was very friendly and made good conversation with us. She even took a few pictures for us and then posed with us for one.

After we left Ruby Tuesday's we went to the restaurant where we were to meet the rest of the group. There were several of us some were TS and some were GG's and somewhere SO's of other transgendered people. We had a great dinner and a great visit. With some discussions on what some of us had been through and was yet to accomplish.

Thanks to everyone for a great evening

The True Crossdresser's Dream

2010-01-14T08:29:00.000-08:00

The True Crossdressers Dream

Before I get started let me say up front that what I am about to say is my opinion in the strictest form.

I have been a crossdresser myself for almost as long as I can remember. I am 58 years old and have been divorced once after my ex-wife decided she just couldn’t deal with the crossdressing anymore. I am now married to a wonderful woman that I love very much. She has known that I was a crossdresser from the time we met. Actually, I was dressed the first time we met. She has always supported me in any way that I chose to dress, whether it as male or female. She at times helps with doing my hair and selecting an outfit if we are going to go out on the town. However I always do my own make-up as she says I can do it better than she can.

Now here is what I think would be most Crossdressers dream. I believe that the majority of Crossdressers are heterosexual and prefer mates that are female. So I think every crossdressers dream is to have a mate that accepts and supports them in all of their endeavors regardless of what it is. Whether it be in work or play and even yes in the way that they present themselves. A wife that will keep them reeled in to so speak is often times needed. I know I like to dress a little trashy sometimes and my wife will tell me that is not appropriate for going out. If you are going to go out then you need to dress according to the event you are attending. We have attended a few formal events and we have gone to a club where you could dress a little trashy.

The thing that a crossdresser desires most is have someone they can talk with and someone to help to learn to deal with their individual situation. Crossdressers have a tendency to seek understanding and acceptance for whom and what they are. Therefore being the real crossdresser’s dream. Acceptance is everyone’s dream we can’t help who we are and not very likely will ever be able to stop crossdressing.

There are a few of us out there who have achieved and are living this dream. I feel that I am one of them. No not everyone in my family knows and hopefully never will but there again I still believe I am living the dream. Not everyone who knows I am a crossdresser approves but most accept the fact that I am who I am and that I am the same person regardless what I am wearing. This is the way it should be.

Thanks for reading and your comments are always welcome

2009-12-08T11:00:00.001-08:00

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A poem I found some time ago

2009-09-29T03:31:00.000-07:00

Shadow Dancer

I was there.

I was always there.

He didn't know me then,

and didn't realize who I was.

Just a shadow in his little boy dreams.

A spectral being in black lace,

come to caress his young, soft face.

He smiled in his sleep,unaware of the schemes,

that would end the joy that we had come to know.

Young and innocent,

he could not imagine how some

could hate me and my kind so.

I waited and abided my time,

for soon the awakening would be here.

He would gaze upon my face,

and would not be afraid to hold me in a friend's embrace.

We would stroll hand in hand,

kind and gentle,

through life's journeys together.

A friendship without end.

I would be free, and out of the shadows.

Alive and one, Finally able to play in the sun.

But in those dark days in the coming of age,

full of confusion, false starts and rage.

Alone and apart, we existed.

He loved and hated me at the same time,

what should have been ours,

he fought and resisted.

Heavy on him my urges did weigh.

Be gone, don't ever come back!

Those painful words I often did hear.

I would cry out to him, in anger and pain,

I can't, I can't, Don't you see?

We're brother and sister in the same place.

Look in the mirror, We have the same face.

No! No! He would shout and He would scream,

You're not real, You're nothing but a bad dream.

I am not a man, not just yet,

he said to me out loud with tears,

Streaming from our young eyes.

I'll tell you plain, and I'll tell you proud,

I'm going to be a man and lace just isn't allowed.

For years it went on like this,

him forever denying, and me always crying.

He was unable to lose me,

I was always there,

always at his side.

Insisting and pleading with him

forever offering my hand.

Begging him to accept me,

with all of my heart.

Learn about me from those of your kind.

We can exist together,

the way we were designed,

from here ever after,

this you cannot deny.

I am lonely and I am tired.

No longer defy me,

for it does us no good.

Here to stay,

I've always said.

Love me now,

pay no attention to what others may think.

Give me your heart,

and I'll give you mine.

Together the way it was meant.

We'll laugh and love,

and there'll be nothing left for you to resent.

And he finally, in this last year,

give up his fight and put a side the hate.

Willing to embrace My beautiful satin and black lace.

The healing has begun,

we are now whole.

Able to love myself,

as is my right.

One heart that beats strong,

no longer divided,

righting the wrong.

Finally able to face

what I should've always known.

I am Leah I am Leah. . . no longer alone. ______________________________________________________________________________ A poem written by Leah MacLean. I ran across this on the internet. It completely describes the feelings and what I have gone through for many years. But know I have faced it and will live as one together in happiness no matter what others may think. I am MistyG. . . no longer alone.

Moved

2009-09-17T06:31:00.000-07:00

A few months ago I helped my parents remodel my Grandmothers house and they have since moved into it. My wife and I in turn moved in to their house. Which is now mine. This is all great as it is a good looking house and in good shape. For the most part we really like living here.

But here is the kicker. My parents and my youngest daughter now live with in shouting distance. You never know when one of them are going to drop in on us. Which is not a problem at all if they call first which they very rarely do. And to living out in the country , Most times they don't knock before entering, especially mom and pop. Usually my daughter calls before she comes.

None of this is a problem unless I happen to be dressed. Because of this I very rarely dress completely. I hardly get to put on make up or a dress anymore because it takes too long to get everything off in case some one drops by. Which with my parents at least one of them will come by on a daily basis. Unless they have to go somewhere.

My mom knows about my dressing but has never seen me when dressed. A don't ask don't tell situation. Probably my daughter knows too. Since my ex made sure that most people knew that I am a cross dresser.

I am fast getting to the point that I really don't care who comes in on me as long as I am dressed decently. Which is the case unless I just happen to be going thru the house for something. Most evenings though I do like to sit around and watch tv or read in my night gown and so does my wife. Most of the time I dress to some extent everyday. Usually in a pair of skinny jeans and a tee with panties and hose and most time a bra with small breast forms. I will a pair of heels most times in the house with a pair of womens New Balance 802 / 802 close by in case someone drops in. It is rare when I get to do makeup and wig unless we are going to go out somewhere.

Why Do I Crossdress

2009-09-14T07:25:00.000-07:00

Why do I Crossdress

Why do people crossdress wheiter male or female? ? Does anyone really know ! ! ! Personally I don't think anyone knows the answer to this question. If you ask this question to a thousand different crossdressersyou'll get a thousand different answers.

I have been crossdressing for almost 50 years and I still don't really know why I crossdress. I think it most likely started out as a fetish when I was younger. But as the years went on I discovered that it really had very little, if anything to do with sex. I hardly ever get aroused sexually when I dress anymore. But yet I dress almost everyday (night). I like the way I feel when I am dressed. I like trying to look the best that I can. Taking the time to really get a close shave and putting on makeup the taste the smell of it all. The way the clothes feel against my skin. There is nothing quite like the feel of silk or nylon against the body. To wear a dress or a short skirt and feeling that cool breeze blowing the tail of it up a little and the coolness against the body. ( What a feeling) Why should all of this be reserved for the women of our lives. I love this feeling as much as anyone male or female.

When I get dressed I feel so good and have a feeling of pleasure just knowing that I have made an attempt at perhaps improving my looks. Yes I think I look better when dressed especially when I take the time to carefully apply my makeup and fix my hair (wig). If my body was just shaped a little differently I don't think I would have any problems passing. (need to lose about 20 lbs) Another reason I enjoy getting dressed up is. I feel sexy not necessarily look sexy but feel sexy. If I have any house work to do. Ha Ha If. . . . I will always dress in a pair pantyhose a pair of cutoffs and a Tee with my favorite bra. Put on a pair of tennis shoes and I am ready to clean house. Or maybe sometimes I will put on a short denium skirt with a tank top. I don't mind cleaning house this way but I just can't get into cleaning if I am not dressed. Why…. don't ask me because I can't tell you. But to me this is a sexy look and feel that I enjoy.

One other reason that I think that I crossdress is. I like the way that a pair of lycra satin panties feel especially when they really fit. The tightness of a bodybriefer. That soft smooth feel of a pair of pantyhose or stockings against my legs. The feel of a short slip riding high up my thighs maybe even exposing the top of a pair of lace top stockings help up with garters. The really snug . . even tight fit of maybe a corset or waist cincher trying to hold in that spare tire around the waist.

These are just a few of the reasons that i would give for crossdressing. . . Why don't you tell me a few of yours.

Misty

Email MistyG215@gmail.com

2009-08-18T09:58:00.000-07:00

Vacation Time

Jo and I left on our vacation. We headed south in search of some warm weather and a place were Misty could be Misty for the entire time. At the last minute we decided that we couldn't go that close to family with out stopping by. So this was to be the only day not spent enfemme, and it was. We had been getting things ready to go. Misty was having a really hard time trying to decide what all she needed to carry. After all she was going to be dressed for the entire time with the exception of a few hours visiting family.

After arriving in Pensacola, Fla. we visited the family, carried some really nice ladies out to dinner. Went to a birthday party. While at the Birthday party one family member invited us to come over and spend the night with her. She was the only one at this group of family that knew of Misty. She informed us both that it was ok for Misty to come too. After reaching her house that evening, Misty went to get dressed. Misty actually meets one more family member! We sit around and talk for a long time enjoying a couple of drinks. So we finally turn in for the night. When we get up the next morning, Misty gets dressed and goes out to pick up something for breakfast while the other ladies are getting dressed.We talk a little more and get things packed back up and loaded into the car. Jo and Misty are finally ready to now begin their vacation. So with everything loaded back into the car we head out for Fort Walton Beach Fla. Which is where we have decided to spend the remainder of our vacation.

Upon reaching Ft Walton Beach and getting a hotel room. We decided to get some sun on the balcony of our room. Misty puts on her bikini and they sit and lay on the balcony for a while. The Beach is so beautiful and the water has so many beautiful shades of Blue and Green. It truely was a site to behold. Jo and Misty just couldn't resist any longer they had to take a stroll on the beach. So Misty in her her Bikini with a pair of short shorts and an oversized shirt unbuttoned headed out to the beach. We walked for a long time seeing several people along the way. We finally decide to go back to the room, shower dress and go out for dinner. Misty choose to wear a pair of white jeans and a pretty violet top. Jo has helped her do her nails and they looked great (as they always do when Jo fixes them). After getting dressed we head out for dinner. As we ride we end up in Destin, Fla. just a few miles down the road. We finally decide to eat at the HOGS BREATH SALOON. This was not a place that either of us had been before. We didn't know what to expect. Being actually dressed as I was and not knowing how friendly they were toward people of the transgendered society. But we go anyway. There was absolutely no problems here of any kind. Well maybe just one of another type. There was this guy who kept hitting on us both. You know one of these guys that dream of having two women in the bed at the same time. He appeared to be fascinated with my nails wanted to hold my hands to see them. Talk about being flattered. This was a first for Misty, being in a totally straight bar and grill having dinner and have a gentleman trying to pick her up. There was no doubt that he never knew that I was a Crossdresser. Since Jo nor I was interested in going with him we saw no reason in telling him. We finally finished our dinner and returned to our room to watch a movie and have a little vacation fun in our room.

The next morning, we slept in as it was rather late when we finally went to sleep! ! ! ! ! After all it is our vacation. After waking up and lying in the bed for a while. We got up sit out on the balcony for a while admiring the view of the beach, the morning sun and the colors of the gulf. After showering and getting dressed in a short pleated skirt and a blouse we go for a late breakfast. Since it was so late in the day breakfast was hard to find so we ended up at Denny's where we had a nice breakfast and once again, no one made me as a crossdresser. We then went for a drive to see what was around, that we might want to do. We decided to go to Sandestin to the outlet mall. Went to several of the stores. Misty and jo find some really good bargains on some good looking shoes. Misty decides to buy four new pairs. Mostly day wear shoes. They look great, are comfortable, and better for walking than most of Misty's heels. On the way back in to the motel we decide to stop at T.G.Fridays for dinner. We ordered drinks and then placed our order for dinner. While waiting for dinner a guy sitting at the bar recognized that I was a guy. We heard him call the bartender over and ask, " What is that" motioning in my direction. The bar tender stated that it looked like two Ladies having dinner and left. A few minutes later I received a second drink, the waiter said it was on the house. The guy sitting at the bar never made a scene, Lucky me. But he was not the kind of person you would expect trouble from. He didn't strike me as a Red Neck which is what I always expected to have trouble with but more of a white collar type person.. What was really funny about the whole thing was that there was another crossdresser sitting next to him but he never turned around and saw her. We finished our dinner with no further incident and had a good time.

That night after dinner we went back to the motel rested for a while then got dressed and ready to go out for the night. We had heard of and found a night club on the internet that we wanted to check out. I called the Club and just so happened that they had a show on Monday Nights. So after we both got all dressed up and everything was right we went to the club. It was a nice club with a lot of Crossdressers there. Some of who was in the show. But there was also several that were not. The show was a good one. Both Jo and I had a good time and had several drinks but I think I had the most. I try not to get intoxicated but sometimes it does happen anyway and I think this was one of those nights. So after the show we went back to the room and spent the rest of the night having some really great fun.

The next morning we sort of slept in, But it was to be the day that we returned also. But I had to go to the beach one more time I wanted to wear my bikini one last time before we left. So I went for a walk and even got into the water a little. Then returned back to the room. Jo was already getting things ready for the trip back home. I changed into something appropriate for the trip home. The trip in was very pleasant and enjoyable.

This was the best vacation ever. If those of you that are crossdressers and have never had this opportunity I hope that someday soon you will. Being able to go everywhere and to to everything enfemme was the greatest experience of my life. I wish that everyone of you could experience it once. Getting up in the morning getting dressed enfemme going to breakfast, Going shopping, and yes even going to the beach. It was GREAT and I owe it all to the LOVE of my life Jo. Thanks baby for the greatest vacation ever.

Misty

My Favorite Poem

2009-07-31T06:01:00.000-07:00

Shadow Dancer

I was there.

I was always there.

He didn't know me then,

and didn't realize who I was.

Just a shadow in his little boy dreams.

A spectral being in black lace,

come to caress his young, soft face.

He smiled in his sleep,unaware of the schemes,

that would end the joy that we had come to know.

Young and innocent,

he could not imagine how some

could hate me and my kind so.

I waited and abided my time,

for soon the awakening would be here.

He would gaze upon my face,

and would not be afraid to hold me in a friend's embrace.

We would stroll hand in hand,

kind and gentle,

through life's journeys together.

A friendship without end.

I would be free, and out of the shadows.

Alive and one, Finally able to play in the sun.

But in those dark days in the coming of age,

full of confusion, false starts and rage.

Alone and apart, we existed.

He loved and hated me at the same time,

what should have been ours,

he fought and resisted.

Heavy on him my urges did weigh.

Be gone, don't ever come back!

Those painful words I often did hear.

I would cry out to him, in anger and pain,

I can't, I can't, Don't you see?

We're brother and sister in the same place.

Look in the mirror, We have the same face.

No! No! He would shout and He would scream,

You're not real, You're nothing but a bad dream.

I am not a man, not just yet,

he said to me out loud with tears,

Streaming from our young eyes.

I'll tell you plain, and I'll tell you proud,

I'm going to be a man and lace just isn't allowed.

For years it went on like this,

him forever denying, and me always crying.

He was unable to lose me,

I was always there,

always at his side.

Insisting and pleading with him

forever offering my hand.

Begging him to accept me,

with all of my heart.

Learn about me from those of your kind.

We can exist together,

the way we were designed,

from here ever after,

this you cannot deny.

I am lonely and I am tired.

No longer defy me,

for it does us no good.

Here to stay,

I've always said.

Love me now,

pay no attention to what others may think.

Give me your heart,

and I'll give you mine.

Together the way it was meant.

We'll laugh and love,

and there'll be nothing left for you to resent.

And he finally, in this last year,

give up his fight and put a side the hate.

Willing to embrace My beautiful satin and black lace.

The healing has begun,

we are now whole.

Able to love myself,

as is my right.

One heart that beats strong,

no longer divided,

righting the wrong.

Finally able to face

what I should've always known.

A Little More about Me

2009-07-27T05:19:00.000-07:00

Just a little more about myself. I am happily married to a wonderful woman whom I love dearly. She both knows and is supportive.

I get to dress almost anytime I desire with the exception of when we are expecting company or some of the kids are around. If I am at home and no company you can just about bet that I am dressed in something femme.

2009-07-27T04:34:00.000-07:00

A crossdressers dream is a blogg about male to female crossdressing and a few of my thoughts on the subject.