Jumper!

Well, I've got my big red jumper ready for the Amy Pond thing!

Found it in a charity shop near me and it looks very nice. It was probably the hardest thing to find but now I need a ginger wig, black mini skirt and smoky grey tights. Had a look around but I haven't found anything fitting yet although I should hopefully be able to acquire the rest although the thought of going into a store and buying a black skirt makes me quite nervous so I may try to find it online.

I bought a pair of heels in a shop once and that was nerve-wracking enough but nothing really happened. I think I would prefer being served by women anyway. I bought an ice princess dress from a crossdress website a month ago and of course it wouldn't fit through my letterbox while I was at work. When I got home I found a trail of riddles left by the Post Office designed to lead me to my parcel. For a while I was a little scared I would be 'discovered' but it turned out good. I love the dress though, it fits me so well and I've worn it quite a few times now. I was persuaded by a friend in a chat room to purchase it and I'm glad I did. Maybe I'm better off just dressing for my own fantasies.  

Snakeskin Skirt

Not actual snakeskin of course but rather that fake look kind.

There's one in a charity shop ( that's like a second hand or thrift store) near to me and I keep thinking about it. The picture below is quite close to it. Now, it won't fit me of course and if I was a girl I'm not sure the female me would wear it but it just appeals so much. Perhaps it's just the allure of something that looks so sexy and slutty like the sort of thing a rich bitch with a smoking hot body would wear strutting down the street.

I worry about my weight a lot. Whenever I buy lunch I worry that it's not healthy enough but then who knows what's healthy anymore? I may berate myself for going to McDonalds but then I see an article in the paper saying that a supermarket sandwich is more fatty than a Big Mac. Still, lunch is always a nice experience as I get out of the office for an hour. It's nice to reconnect with who you are really and yesterday I met up with a friend who had come to London for the day. It really brightened up my day.

Amy Pond Cosplay

I'm a big fan of Doctor Who and I'm going to be going to a convention soon.

They have discos and parties at night and normally I've resisted dressing up because it's not something I feel comfortable with. Never been a big fan of fancy dress which I know is an odd thing for someone calling themselves a crossdresser to say but I'll get into that another time. I have dressed up occasionally, sometimes as a girl, but either way I feel I stick out a lot.

I wasn't going to dress up at all but then I had the idea of doing Amy Pond. All I would really need is a big jumper, black mini skirt, tights, Chucks and a ginger wig. Probably the most normal dressing up I will have done. So now I'm on the look out for a few bits and feeling a little excited about it. A big part of doing it before was the attention I get from girls. A drunken man in a dress in Ibiza once told me that. At least it's an icebreaker and better than standing in a corner moping by yourself.

I used to go to Buffy conventions years ago and see the same guy there in the same black dress and tights every night. I wondered if it was the only time he ever got to dress and I hoped I didn't end up like that. That does sound a little mean spirited but that's what I recall thinking at the time. At least the guy had the guts to do what he wanted and more power to him while I just felt self conscious.

Not that I have the body to pull stuff like that off anyway and these days I worry a lot about my weight. Still, a chunky red jumper may be for the best then and by chance I bought a pair of blue Chucks the other day.

Anyway, thanks to everyone who has been reading so far and I have 2 followers! Yay!

Introduction

Hello everyone and thank you for reading.

I guess I better start off with some basic information. I'm a white male in my mid 30s hailing from England, just on the outskirts of London and the main reason I've started this blog is to explore my own fascination with crossdressing and transgender issues.And no, my name is not Terry in real life although my female name does stem from that. Terry is a name that I would liked to have been called and through a roundabout way it became my self chosen female name.

Most people reading this will most probably have followed me from the wonderful Rachel's Haven and I am so sorry but this is not going to be a cap blog from me. Never say never though, I will probably have a few rants about caps and even post a couple of unseen ones if I have a good idea from time to time but that's not the main idea behind it. I love the Haven though and have been posting there nearly two years at the time of writing. I have never found a place which has helped me explore my fantasies more.

So why the blog?

Well, I've always chronicled my life in some way. I'm not entirely sure why but I guess I see it as a kind of immortality and that I'm leaving my mark here by talking about my fairly ordinary life. I have written a daily diary since 1990 and even started blogging on MySpace about ten years ago when I had a vague hope I may become a superstar blogger but then a lot of people did back then. Lately I've also been writing a journal on DeviantArt but in most of those I hold back on my fantasies which do make me feel ashamed of myself a little so I decided to create this blog where I can fully explore my desires with a kind of anonymity and hopefully get to the bottom of things.

For a start, I'm perfectly happy being a man and wouldn't want to live as a woman full time...but perhaps it might be nice to wear the clothes once in a while.

Anyway, that's enough from me now. I hope to keep up regular post for anyone who wishes to read my digital jottings and gripes.