Need to buy more women's clothes

I get a real kick from dressing under my work clothes. For the first time today I've included stockings xxx

Good evening, sisters. Today, a sister I know came to visit me; I hadn't seen her for a year. She showed up unexpectedly but wanted to take a photo. I gave her my clothes, which were a little big for her, and told her about this wonderful website and the people who work there. She was interested and asked me to post her photo. I'm fulfilling her request.

Had quite a nice day today. Got the chance to dress In some clothes I like and go into the garden...my goodness it felt so good to feel the breeze playing with my hair and dress... it's made me hungry for more lolol luv you all you absolutely beautiful people and my friends.

The morning began with a question that, on the face of it, was utterly trivial.

I stood in my bedroom, a sixty five year old widower who had long ago discovered that life could become surprisingly interesting when you stopped worrying quite so much about what other people thought. Across the bed lay two nightgowns.

One was pink, soft and playful. The other was black satin elegant, glossy and just a little dramatic. Beside them were the headscarves that completed each outfit.

eBay had informed me that the postman was due that morning with my latest purchase.

Normally, that wouldn't have required a second thought. I would have thrown on whatever clothes were nearest, opened the door, collected the post and carried on with my day.

But I am a crossdresser, and over the years I had learned that choosing what to wear could sometimes be part of the pleasure itself. Since becoming widowed, those little private rituals had become even more important to me. There was nobody to impress and nobody to answer to. My clothes were simply one of the ways I expressed myself.

That morning, however, I couldn't decide.

So I asked Grok a rather more important question than it probably deserved.

Should I wear the black satin nightgown and headscarf to greet the postman, or should I wear the pink?

The answer came back quickly.

Black.

Grok's reasoning was surprisingly convincing. Black satin, it suggested, looked intentional and put together. Pink was softer and perhaps a little more playful, whereas the black gave the impression that I had actually chosen my outfit rather than simply wandered downstairs half asleep.

The satin would catch the morning light, while the headscarf would bring everything together.

I stared at the black nightgown.

"Well," I said aloud, "apparently we're going for elegant this morning."

I slipped it on.

The satin settled against me with that familiar coolness I loved, and I carefully tied the headscarf around my hair. Then I stood in front of the mirror.

Grok had a point.

There was something wonderfully satisfying about the combination. I didn't look as though I had spent hours getting ready, but neither did I look as though I had forgotten that the outside world existed.

I smiled at my reflection.

"Sixty five," I murmured. "Widowed, retired from worrying about everybody else's opinions, and apparently dressed in black satin to answer the front door."

I laughed to myself.

Then I went downstairs and prepared a pot of tea.

There was something faintly ridiculous about the situation. Here I was, dressed in a glossy black satin nightgown and headscarf, standing in my kitchen listening for the sound of a postal van.

Eventually, I heard it.

The familiar rumble outside was followed by footsteps approaching the front door.

For one brief moment, I wondered whether I'd made the wrong decision.

Perhaps pink would have been less conspicuous.

Perhaps black satin was a little too theatrical for an encounter that would probably last fifteen seconds.

Then came the knock.

I took a breath.

"Normal morning energy," I reminded myself.

I opened the door.

"Morning," the postman said.

"Morning."

He handed me the letters.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Have a good day."

"You too."

And that was it.

The door closed.

I stood there for a moment, looking down at the envelopes in my hand.

The great sartorial crisis was over.

Nobody had fainted. Nobody had called the fashion police. The earth had continued turning.

I burst out laughing.

All that deliberation over black versus pink, and the entire encounter had lasted barely half a minute.

But perhaps that was precisely the point.

At sixty five, after losing my wife and finding myself living a life that was quieter and more private than the one I had once imagined, I had come to appreciate the little decisions.

Sometimes they mattered precisely because they were mine to make.

There was no great occasion. No audience. No requirement that I dress one way rather than another. I wasn't trying to make a statement to anyone.

I simply wanted to wear the black satin.

So I did.

I carried my tea into the sitting room, still smiling.

My late wife had always known that there was a slightly eccentric streak in me. She had seen sides of me that I had once been afraid to show the rest of the world. Since her death, learning to live honestly with myself had become one of the unexpected journeys of widowhood.

Being a crossdresser wasn't something I needed to apologise for.

It was simply part of me.

And on that quiet morning, standing in my sitting room with my tea, my letters and the soft rustle of satin whenever I moved, I felt strangely content.

"Grok," I thought, smiling to myself, "you were right."

The black had been the stronger choice.

And, for once, I was quite happy to take the advice of an artificial intelligence on matters of morning fashion.

Yes, of course! I love putting on my clothes. Just cool! Cute!

This girl is my new bestie and without her strength i wouldnt have moved as fast as i have on being my true self,

I met her in the bar after pride,

Known her 10 days and already we do girly things together and we are literally the closest bestest friends both of us have ever had!!

We cannot wait to go clubbing on saturday, we are going to have the time of our lives!!

A few months ago before i was shunned for coming out as me then my life fell apart,

Mum lied to have me areested, changed the locks, rdhomed my pet, kept my belongings, i had no food and no money and i was living in my car,

Then the pikeys stole all my tools,

I literally had a few bags of clothes and my girly bits,

Just over 8 weeks later im back at work after a year out to be her carer, im no longer a drug addict, ive nearly 2k saved to find me a new home in brighton and im living my best life,

Before this happened someone here wrote...

"They hit puberty twice in their life and 2nd time was way better"

I can now fully understand that and totally whole heartedly agree,

It feels amazing!

I randomly wrote this one night years ago because someone asked me 'tell me your story'. btw...this is when my life got good!

I've somehow basically moved into my partner's (Female) apartment as I was sleeping there atleast five days a week, being so busy working, I was ignoring and not thinking about my true desires and the days
passed. We worked opposite times so either she would be alone at home for 12
hours, or I would be alone in the apartment for 12 hours... In the alone time... I know what I want
and i'm alone in an apartment with a ridiculously large collection of womans clothes, lingerie and
makeup, many of her sex toys... This is where my experimentation developed and my passion
to be a woman was definite. A year goes by and we eventually moved to my house which was in the middle of nowhere on a quiet farm land, we knew no-one.

Anyway a few years later we split up on good terms, I'm unsure whether she was suspicious or not, either way it would have never worked as we wer too different. She finally moved out of my house, she was so organised with everything, all the bags, boxes were labelled, stacked and ready to be loaded into a van...

But she left some large boxes and bags in the spare room which she did say 'Its all for the bin unless I want it'... Then she went, that was it, my house is mine again

I decided to check in the boxes a couple of days after and it was full of her clothes, makeup,
lingerie, accessories, shoes, bags, jackets, perfume, eyelashes... Absolutely everything that I
would ever need and pretty much all the exact stuff I'd been using when I was alone, so maybe she
knew about me? Maybe she knew that deep down I was a girl? Anyway I stayed there for two years, built up my collection of clothes toys etc.., built up my confidence and happiness, met a few people as a girl, had a few around, I had the pure freedom to wake up get dressed up, do my make up and be myself, spend the day as myself and go to bed being myself with no worries.


Haha that was my story what I wrote years ago for someone online such happy times though when it all worked out!

Anyway love you all

#crossdresser #truth #fem #cd #happy #sissy

Sooo bored lol! All morning and afternoon free and alone... but have no clothes or anything with me I seriously couldn't think of anything better than being my full girl self having a chill day having cuddles on the sofa and feeling love

#needaman #love #cuddles #crossdresser

Got to go to work today In my boy clothes but feeling sexy knowing I have sexy underwear on underneath

Sunday. A walking day while its still nice, but don't worry, I will be Lilly underneath. Shame I have to go out today, much as I enjoy it, I feel so much like dressing up and taking new pictures, maybe I can decide what I want to wear for the pictures whilst I'm out, but definitely in the mood for fun and games. I also want to do more clothes shopping, I want long socks, thigh length and new panties ( as always I do ). Not tried a basque of my own but my ex did dress me up in her's which I loved. But what I really want are leather trousers, I want my bits to smell of leather and my leather to smell of Lilly. I don't ask for much, but I know what I want and like, and like to do.

The only thing I wish I had was smaller hands, I pass very well but no matter what jewelry and rings I wear I still have man hands. Wife says clothes, makeup and how I dress are all fine but I hate my hands, she says they are fine. Xx

They are my new clothes

Lots of clothes to try on this past weekend it’s been amazing to be Nicky for so long! Old dress which I didn’t really like top half off but I think with new top it looks pretty good even if I do say so myself and feels so much better in my block heels x

This is a video I took, wearing these clothes and after I spent the whole day shopping and going to the beauty salon. I had my hair colored my brows waxed and a wonder manacure with pink nail polish. Going shopping was even more fun as I went Bikini shopping. I think I was passing well and I really enjoyed the special treatment I was getting. The nail stylist asked me if I was having more fun as a blond. I guess I was.

Would love a trip to Paris and weekend of dressing in gorgeous clothes and lingerie

The Pink Satin Parcel

The parcel arrived on a rainy Saturday morning, wrapped in plain brown paper packaging with nothing to hint at what was inside. I carried it quietly upstairs before anyone else noticed. It wasn't an expensive purchase or some rare collector's item just a vintage satin nightdress from an eBay listing that I couldn't stop thinking about.
I carefully unfolded the tissue paper.
There it was.
A beautiful sissy pink satin nightie, soft and unmistakably vintage. The faded label still read UK 32–34, although the seller had suggested it was more comfortable for a 30–32. It measured a generous sixty inch bust and fifty inches long. Delicate lace trimmed the neckline, and a tiny satin bow sat in the centre, giving it an unmistakably feminine charm.
It looked as though it had stepped straight out of the late seventies or early eighties.
The listing had been wonderfully over the top. It described "special Saturday nights," satin that whispered over the skin, and invited the buyer to imagine slipping into it after a long, stressful week. Part of me laughed at the dramatic sales pitch.
Another part of me couldn't stop reading.
There was something oddly familiar about it.
When I was young, I always found myself fascinated by the contents of my mum's bedroom drawers. Tucked neatly away were satin nighties, lace trimmed slips, and other beautiful garments that seemed to belong to a mysterious grown up world. I never touched them, but I often wondered what they felt like. The colours, the fabrics and the elegance stayed in my memory long after childhood had passed.
Over the years that curiosity never completely disappeared.
Eventually I accepted that I simply enjoyed feminine clothing. Wearing it wasn't about pretending to be someone else. It was about exploring a softer side of myself that I'd hidden away for far too long.
That's why I clicked Buy It Now.
For the next couple of days I found myself checking the tracking number far more often than I cared to admit. Every update made me smile. It felt strangely exciting knowing that this little piece of vintage femininity was making its way towards me.
When it finally arrived, I slipped the satin nightie over my head.
The fabric settled around me with surprising grace, cool and silky against my skin. It flowed almost to my ankles, and the lace rested gently around my shoulders. As I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help smiling.
I wasn't trying to become anyone else.
I was simply allowing myself to enjoy something I'd been curious about for most of my life.
The satin shimmered softly whenever I moved, and for the first time I understood why garments like this had once been treasured. They weren't merely nightclothes. They were a quiet ritual a way of ending the day with comfort, elegance and a little touch of luxury.
I made myself a mug of tea, picked up the novel waiting on my bedside table, and climbed beneath the duvet.
The satin moved gently as I settled into the pillows.
Outside, the rain tapped softly against the window.
Inside, everything felt peaceful.
The vintage style listing had promised anticipation, dreams and imagination. It had exaggerated, of course but not entirely.
Sometimes all it takes is a simple vintage nightdress to reconnect with a forgotten part of yourself. As I switched off the bedside lamp, wrapped in soft pink satin and surrounded by silence, I realised I wasn't chasing a fantasy.
I was simply embracing a side of myself that had been waiting patiently for many years to be welcomed home.

Morning, up early and messing around with clothes what’s not to love! My inner Rhian from wet leg inspiration!

After Hours Crossdressing Dressup Time In The Charity Shop Clothes Sorting Storage Room

Well! My clothes don't seem odd to me at all!

Lovely 3 hour walk, hot, yes it was, but a nice sea breeze blowing, oh zipper open for a nice bit of fresh air. Showered, cooled down, still undressed, deciding what to wear. Needing a bit of fun time. I need a Sissy sister to have some fun. dressing, swapping clothes, and learning. I love Saturday feeling.

Thiese arei
my new clothes

Urrgh can't believe I got rid of these pants!! I guess I'll have to do some online shopping

#crossdresser #cd #fem #clothes

Already 2 wash my car.hope my clothes dont ride up showing my neighbours my sexy new underwear

Evening all, how r we? Hopefully your day has been better than mine the soreness, bruising and swelling is really showing now, painful day can’t lie! But for those interested heres what’s been done, i have 2 more sessions left for the facial pack and a few weeks of recovery yet, comfy clothes and a compression bra are my best friends at the moment, can’t even have a glass these damn drains any questions feel free??

Why do you cross dress, just curious. For myself, at times its feels very much like a complusion, I just have to do it, or would at times I feel go mad.
Its erotic, sexual, comforting, stress release. An opportunity to allow this secret side of myself to emerge, without critical judgement, condemnation, shame or embarrassment. Then I put away the clothes untill the next time, and there will always be a next time .....

Don't worry! I think about it a lot! Regarding my clothes! Really cute! ( 2019 )

Sunday again, so quick, Going to enjoy my chores dressed as a sissy I think today. Be nice to have a Sissy siter pop round to swap clothes and have a girly chat, and some girly fun.
Pretty in pink, and hopefully later out of it, and having fun, lots of it. Hope you girls also have as much dressing up fun as you can get,. Enjoy the thrill as I do.
So in the mood to day to be naughty, and some. I'm going to make sure I do.

Been busy out in the garden, now all showered and not overdressed, it's to warm for that. Nice short t shirt dress for now, nothing else. Smelling like a fresh clean Lilly. I love summertime. Less on is best.
Maybe it could be an evening of trying on friends clothes, swapping and trying new things. So would like that now. My favourtie pink wand is keeping me company for now, but so want to be with a friend.

So, the time has come where I’m going to stop. I have a very supportive partner and she never liked me dressing, but put up with it because she knew it was part of me. I always said I wanted to stop and had tried in the past, but always ended up going back to it. I realised it became a coping mechanism for when I was stressed. Dressing openly in front of my partner has helped me to realise that I don’t need to dress to relieve my stress. I feel more free, which in turn has helped me become less stressed, which means I now don’t feel the urge to dress. It’s funny, but I think it was almost like an addiction, and now my partner has watched me strut my stuff, the thrill has gone and I don’t need to do it.
It’s been great chatting to a few of you. I wish all of you all the best and I hope you can all find happiness within yourself, whether you’re dressed or in your “boring” boy clothes.
Will I be back? I don’t think so but you never know. If I am I think it would be more as a friend rather than a Crossdresser.
It’s been a blast and I regret nothing. It’s been a big part of my life and helped me through many stressful occasions. It will always be a part of me, but a retired part.
Enjoy yourselves. Be good. Be safe

Holding a Charity Sale of Wedding Clothes in Church this morning. I was pleasantly surprised how accepting the Priest & Deacon were to my Crossdressing in light of my volunteering for the Charity and we had a fascinating deep conversation about the morals of Crossdressing and Theology.

Happy Fathers Day, wouldn't it be wonderful as your Wife, Son's and Daughter's give you your cards and presents to come out to your family today wearing your favorite crossdressing feminine clothes?

I want to tell you sisters how to determine your appearance contrast
1) Take a selfie and convert it to black and white using an editor.
2) Take a lightness scale and apply it to your photo, as shown in the figure.
3) Next, determine the darkest and lightest areas in your photo using the lightness scale.
4) Next, using the scale numbers, subtract the number of the lightest area from the number of the darkest area.
5) Then compare the results:
If the result is 1-3, you have low appearance contrast.
If the result is 4-6, you have average appearance contrast.
If the result is 7-9, you have high appearance contrast.

How can knowing your appearance contrast help you?

High contrast
Rule: Brightness and strong color changes.
How to choose clothes: Combine polar colors and wear pure, saturated shades. Clothing Danger: Dull, pastel, and gray clothes will make you look tired.
Makeup: Boldly highlight your face. Use bold eyeliner, dark smoky eyes, or a rich, femme fatale lipstick.
Prints and Size: Large, bold geometric patterns, contrasting stripes, or large checkered patterns.

Medium Contrast
Rule: Moderation and smooth transitions.
How to Choose Clothes: Choose medium-depth colors and combine similar shades.
Clothing Danger: Radical black and white or acidic colors will drown out your face.
Makeup: Maintain balance. Soft shading, calm berry lips, and natural, muted tones are suitable.
Prints and Size: Medium-sized prints, soft watercolor washes, or low-contrast checkered patterns.

Low Contrast
Rule: Softness and delicacy.
How to choose clothes: Choose pastel, dusty, or sophisticated light colors.
Clothing hazard: Colors that are too dark or too bright will wash out your face.
Makeup: Use translucent textures. The best choices are subtle nudes, watercolor techniques, and lip glosses.
Prints and sizes: Small, subtle patterns, thin stripes, subtle polka dots, or monochrome textures.

OK Ladies I've noticed some discussions about AI and thought I'd share my thoughts if I may. We have two different things here:

1 if someone creates an AI image that bears no resemblance to themselves but claims it is them there is no place for that here.

2 if with the help of AI you add hair and makeup or clothing you're not lucky enough to own, to your own body and face, and leave the AI tag in your images, I see no problem.

People have been enhancing their faces with makeup for thousands of years. Is doing the same with AI so different?

For me it's all about honesty and yes I use AI for hair and makeup and sometimes clothes I don't own but would love to (see below ). It is all however added to my own face and body exactly as my mamma gave me.

Be kind girls but feel free to kick out the fibbers xxx

Anyone fancy a chat about our love of womens clothes and dressing up in them

Just online shopping for new clothes, any ideas girls need to expand my collection xxx

Well! What else?! I love my clothes. Simply sexy!

I haven't dressed for quite a while now, I usually share old photos but I think I need to go shopping for some new clothes!

So we are all supposed to have a 'serious mental health' problem because of the clothes we wear, I'll be honest i do have a mental health problem, its called Anxiety, caused by tw@t waffles, c%ck wombles, and Douche canoes that believe i have a a mental health problem

It never ceases to amaze what can turn up in charity shops. From raggy smelly clothes that you wouldn't let your dog sleep on top of, to quality items like this full set of Pucci Iride silk twill maxi dress featuring a vibrant blue, purple, and green swirling pattern with matching scarf and tote bag. Modeled by Sheryl size 10-12 (wouldn't fit my ample size 22-24) Fortunately for the charity it was snapped up for the Internet sale side of the charity shop and sold within the hour.

Having a day shopping tomorrow for some new clothes and lingerie of course, feel like I haven’t done it in ages, any suggestions on what I should be looking for? Xxx

Babette 'Babs' dressup and sorting clothes in the charity shop

Is it ok that I started wearing my sisters clothes but I think I’m into incest ?

Thinking of having a nice cold shower, and getting all wet and slippery in my silky satin clothes, anyone want to join me x

I'm going for a walk this morning with a little secret under my clothes...

I'd like to tell you about color types. This is quite useful information, and I'll tell you right away, not all women have even heard of it. They rely more on their intuition and the fact that they are naturally better at distinguishing colors, simply because they have more color cones in their eyes.
So, your color type is the sum of all the color shades you inherited from your parents' genes.
This includes your hair color, eye color, lip color, and skin color. Therefore, some colors will suit you and enhance your appearance, while others will be completely unsuitable and will detract from your appearance. This knowledge is usually reserved for professional stylists who will help you find the most flattering look for a fee, but you can learn this too, absolutely free.
A brief overview to understand how the color typing system works. Conventionally, people are divided into four basic types based on the combination of color tones in their appearance: winter, spring, summer, and autumn. But since these four types are rarely found in their pure form, the system was expanded. Three subtypes were added to each basic type. For example, if you are an Autumn color type, you might be a Soft Autumn, Warm Autumn, or Dark Autumn. Each subtype has its own set of colors that will most flatter your appearance. And now, the most important thing is how to determine your color type? Previously, you had to read a lot of books and take courses, but now a simple program makes everything easier.
Here's a link to it:
https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.standysoftware.colorstyle&hl=en_AU
Just take a photo of your face in good lighting, and the algorithm will determine your color type and provide recommendations
on what hair color, clothing colors, and makeup colors would suit you. It's very convenient.
I've previously posted a link to this program, but I didn't provide such a detailed explanation then.
Also, to understand how color theory works and how to choose clothes, you can watch this video:
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/zzocCWiPbjs
Learning how to use the Itten color wheel would be helpful, but not required. I hope this was helpful

It still feels like March here but as we say in Scotland "Never cast a cloot 'til May is oot!"
(Don't get rid of your winter clothes until May is past)

I wish ....... imagine the clothes budget and all those maids

When i first started taking cross dressing seriously, as in not just for sexual gratification, i didnt even have a femme name, so i decided on a name that would sound good with my surname, so i chose Megan, Megan Roe (yes I'm on Farcebook), then i bought a variety of wigs, different colours, styles etc, picked the ones that suited me best, threw the rest, i then went and bought casual clothes, my makeup is ever growing, and I'm not too bad at it, and i still set myself goals however big and small for each month,