Showing posts with label boy dressed as a girl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boy dressed as a girl. Show all posts

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Mamma Mia!

She will make someone a good wife someday! Cross dressin' n cookin' in the Cyrsti's Condo big screen kitchen:

Monday, October 7, 2013

Trans "Bridezilla?"

Can't say I have ever seen a transgender or cross dressed "Bridezilla". There is a reality show which showcases the most hysterical bitchy, control freak brides they can find. The only interesting show to me that I missed was when one of the brides ran off one of her bridesmaids and "made" her brother "step" into the position.

Personally, I have met only one transsexual that I know of who went on to be married to a man or anyone who has been in a bridal party as a woman.

I do know though, many transgender women and cross dressers have a true fascination of being a bride. Some consider the process (along with pregnancy) as the pinnacles of the feminine experience. For all of you who do, I am passing along this video on the Cyrsti's Condo big screen:

Friday, August 9, 2013

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Mo Cyrsti's Condo Makeovers

I love to "discover" and pass along what I consider to be the "natural" boy to girl transformation video's I find.
By "natural" I mean less of a drag queen look and it's no secret that naturally pretty boys make naturally beautiful women.

Friday, August 2, 2013

Cyrsti's Condo "Make Up Tips of the Day"

I enjoy picking up "bits and pieces" of You Tube boy to girl makeover videos.  Most don't really apply (no pun intended) to me in the everyday transgender life I live but I do watch for brands, trends etc.  What I noticed immediately from this transformation were the eyebrows. I thought "Whoa!", a little heavy there girl but overall he knew what he was doing. The hint is to be able to judge what look you are going for before you add your hair in for the final touches. It changes everything. You may think you are too heavy with your eye makeup or whatever, until your hair is in place.

Time to shut up and pass along the video:

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Cyrsti's Condo "Glamour Drag"

Every once in a while I run across a video of a "boy" in drag who is simply stunning.  At that point I start to look for Drag Queen "secrets" such as hip padding and multiple layers of hose to shape and soften the legs.  This "boy in drag" does it well!

Saturday, July 27, 2013

80's Drag Milf Makeover

Not your grocery store or mall look, but a dramatic drag makeover on the Cyrsti's Condo big screen. The "80's Milf" look description is his and probably proves he is too young to remember the 1980's:

Thursday, June 6, 2013

The Essence of Time

If I had to store words the old fashioned way, I would have a wall full of notebooks, tablets and stacks of paper.  Thank goodness for me, I have learned to store my stash of words on those little black things I call "info stix". In addition I literally have tens of thousands of words on an E-pub site called Vook and of course approximately 2,000 posts here in Cyrsti's Condo.

I equate the "hoard" on occasion to what is in my "noggin".  This morning for example my dog and I were headed to a local park for a walk and we passed a "20 something" woman heading for her mailbox. Nothing special except for the way she moved. I just noticed how utterly feminine she was in her denim skirt and white top. She was feeling her girlness from the inside out. Then instantly, my brain raced back in time to a trip I made to our family mailbox so many years ago and I could identify with her.

I estimate I was approximately 14 or so and for some reason found myself home alone one fall morning.  I was never one to let an opportunity to dress as a girl go by.  I pulled out my secret stash and did the best I could with my meager wardrobe of clothes.  The end result was a short skirt, a neutral boys jacket of some sort, make up and my shoes I bought with my allowance/odd job money.

To this day, I remember the anticipation of thinking "Wow, this could be the day I open the front door to the world and take a step out". And I did. My life and steps suddenly went to slow motion as I opened the front door to our house, walked to the drive way and made my way down to the mailbox. I estimate the round trip distance to have been around 50 yards and all I felt was the heavenly freedom of the air on my legs and up my body. Oddly to me at the time, the feeling was more of being free rather than a sexual rush which became hugely important later in life- as I began to discover I was transgender and not a cross dresser.

The problem with most of these feelings with me is the aftermath. I waste too much time wondering about the  what if's. What if I had come out then. What if I had come out after the Army?  Who cares-right? The only benefit at all from living in the past is what it can teach us-the true essence of time.

This morning of course was no different.  The girl who walked to the mailbox so many years ago was just walking her dog this morning and I wondered where the woman I saw bought that wonderful top! Obviously she thought so too.

Outing Yourself

  Image from Simon Humler on UnSplash Years ago, as I sometimes I suffered from strong impostor syndrome, when I was actually fitting in wit...