As you may have noticed, my postings on this blog are somewhat irregular. And i have to admit (with shame!) that the quality of both text and pic´s have been on a slippery slope. The reason for this is of course lack of time. When i started this blog i had much more spare time for writing, not to mention a lot of old pictures. Well, both time and pics have been scarce lately.
I still enjoy wearing ladies lingerie under my clothes everyday, and i try to squeeze in the opportunity for a photosession, but editing, writing and publishing takes a lot of time that i
don´t have. But i finally did have a rest and decided to put together a short film made up from pics taken of me in a red suspenderbelt and knickers. Red undies are so great! When i´m President of the world i will make a law that everybody in the world will have a free red suspenderbelt* . It´s a wonderful garment. Please enjoy.
(you might consider to lower the volume on your computer, because i also added one of my favourite songs)
* of course, after making sure that everybody has abundant food, and water, freedom of expression and right to education and such. But the red sussie for everyone is one of my goals.
Nice flick, or? And now for something completely different. No, just kidding, of course we´ll stick to the subject of transvestism-fetischism. Lately, i browsed my bookshelves and looked att Guy Pellearts old book "Rock Dreams" (text by Nik Cohn). I havent opened this book för ages, but the painting of the Rolling Stones in drag made me remember when i first understood my sexuality was different. I wanted Bill Wymans underwear. This picture, and also the covers of Roxy Musics first albums (yes, i´m that old!) made me realize who i was. I must have been 12
or 13 at the time. And years later, i still try to copy the way Bill Wyman looked in the painting and having a good time while trying.
But i wonder what would have happened if i hadn´t seen this painting? I think it made me more prone too accept myself.
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