Summer seems a long time ago now as I sit here with winter darkness descending outside so I thought I'd cheer myself up and you too I hope, my loyal reader, with a couple of pics taken on my Ascot adventure.

I spent three wonderful days in London  getting out and about dressed in my summer plummage wowing the natives and vistors alike. I mention just a few events; free tour of the spectacular restored St. Pancreas Hotel; a visit to Dennis Severs house, a Flemish weaver's house of the 17th century as it was , more or less, toured in silence taking in the feel and delicate sounds of the family long gone, recommeded!

Then Tuesday morning; gorgeous breakfast in a new place opposite King's Cross and then by tube and train to Ascot. Very quiet but relaxing and lovely day with new friends (see foties).

The other fotie (below) shows me on my way home in the magnificent new King's Cross Station. At last we have something worthy to replace the Victorian spendour. Taken by two gobsmacked chinese visitors. I could hardly stand so tired and emotional was I.

What a blast. The first time I attended Ascot on my own. I had with me just a plastic wine glass, 'twas never empty, Great, see you there next year!

BACK!

Welcome back me!

After long absence I have decided to start posting again. I begin with a pic in front of the Balmoral Hotel in Edinburgh, tightly corsetted especially for the occasion. I am proud of the suit which I think looks great after long gestation. It is my "country suit",  tweedy, long 'n cosy.

Details:-  Underneath, Rago high waisted open bottom girdle, model1294 with Rago longline bra, model 2202 and  tight wide waist belt, Aristoc fully fashioned cuban heel stockings (always worn inside out). Brown very thin unlined kid gloves by Chester Jeffries (gloves are for elegance, not to keep you hands warm) and shoes by Tesco! Not to mention false eyelashes, hair, nails, boobs and BIG padded hips and thighs etc. In a word, well two, all false! All illusion but I never felt better.

I now get out and about with almost complete confidence, practice really. The more you do do it, the more you do it! I think I'm still improving although age is rapidly overtaking me but I still have more work to do on myself  i.e. choosing another suit ensemble and another coatdress maybe and experimenting with makeup.  I have very few dresses or summer outfits. I like winter weather, more opperchancities to wrap up, wearing my gorgeous gloves, lace up shoes, furs. Ooh!

Would it be too much to say I am my own special creation-------- ? I know, I know,  a song but it is the way I view my dressing. It is my project,  my passion. To combine shape; colour, texture, materials. Silks and tweed, leather and lace to name just some possiblities. Being a Trannie,  one can explore the endless combinations opened up and for one to choose and wear!

I shall endeavour to post regularly so please drop by, I would welcome your comments,

Luv, Carolyn.

I am a heterosexual (very) Crossdresser , TV, Trannie or what ever the word is currently to describe a man who dresses as the opposite sex. This is increasingly hard these days as women have adopted the dress of men more and more until today a woman dressed casually is hardly distinct from a man. Luckily my style has always been classic, stylish, even formal by todays standards but always quintessentially feminine, mainly due the the influence of the New Look which was in vogue during my formative years. I adore suits, dresses, proper foundation garments, fully fashioned stockings, high heels, silk lingerie, sometimes made to measure (more of that later) and beautiful vintage accessories including long kid gloves (my particular fetish) which enables me to look like a lady instead of a man with a bit of slap
I intend to explore my attitudes and style, chronicle my comings and goings and generally use this site to champion true feminine elegance even if women have forgotten how! Walking along the street, I ache to glimpse something other than the drab unisex garments one sees constantly. Immaculate maquillage; a dress; a pair of kid gloves; proper high heeled shoes or even a hat! These are what I look out for. Almost all things of the past now and I'm beginning to sound like a thing of the past myself!
I hope you will enjoy my site and please contact me with anything you wish to discuss as long as it's on the subject and respectful, I will be delighted to reply. I live in the beautiful city of Edinburgh.
Carolyn Stevenson.

ALL DRESSED UP AND NOWHERE TO GO?


That's the usual "Trannie" Lament. These days I only dress when I'm out 'n about, or should I say when I'm out 'n about, I'm dressed! So the "Closet Crossdresser" thing for me is long gone, thank goodness. These days I only dress when I'm out 'n about, or should I say when I'm out 'n about, I'm dressed! So the "Closet Crossdresser" thing for me is long gone, thank goodness. Looking back I went through the classic transvestite journey; dressing in a few feminine things when no one was looking; the ridiculous dressed up trip to the post box on a snowy evening; the first trip away to a Trannie" Do", in Scarborough; 50 or so men dressed in frocks, sitting with their legs apart! How did I ever persevere? I still don't know but here I am, a confident, accomplished, convincing, glamourous, shemale. Conceited? Moi? Not in the least! Realistic is the word I'd use, I have been dressing to go out for many years and have developed considerably in the way I behave and the style I adopt. Mind you that doesn't mean being dowdy (look at my gallery). Feeling relaxed when out is what I hope to achieve and I manage that most of the time. I even fell asleep on a bus recently! It's a balance between practice which breeds confidence and dressing and behaving in an acceptable way. The better you look the more confident you'll become and vice versa. For instance, I now use ladies's toilets, something I wouldn't have dreamt of in the past, having had to scurry back to my hotel or pee out of my car door in a layby! Now I have the confidence, brought about by getting out so often. I seldom attend Trannie events now, just a video tape re-runs really, preferring to do the things "ordinary" women do eg. shopping, dining out, attending the theatre and events, trying to be normal but dressed. As I don't live full time enfemme, this is not as often as I would like but we all compromise in life and I'm no different. Mind you, one needs to get out often and as regularly as possible so the confidence doesn't dwindle away. Confidence allows one to achieve almost anything.
I now have the support of a couple of wonderful ladyfriends, one in particular with whom I get out 'n about. This, I think is the solution to the hetro Trannie social problem. One needs accepting ladies who are not afraid to accompany a man in a frock to most events. I am arrogant enough to think my friends are proud to be seen with me when we're out on the town, I know they are, they've told me so!
If I am allowed to offer advice it would be this; just do it! (apologies to Nike). I can assure you, you'll never look back. Unless it's to see in the mirror if you've hitched your dress up in your knickers!

Winter is almost on us, so I thought I show you how to dress up warm but with STYLE!