Stella's Stuff......X

Hello I'm Stella. I'm new. Never blogged before, but we all gotta start somewhere.


I may have posted silly/nasty comments about your pictures, or be about to. If you feel insulted or you don't like my style, my pictures are there for all to see. By all means rip into me (!) with your own smart remarks, and have a laugh. I'll be laughing too, rule number 1 - don't give it if you can't take it.


I should start by apologising to those members that I've bugged or overshared with. Never done social media before, and not a clue how it's done. If I've annoyed you with my newly liberated creative release valve, then I'm sorry. You know who you are. Really sorry X


I'm a crossdresser. Feels great to say it. I'M A CROSSDRESSER!!! Feels even better. Up until about 3 weeks ago, I think I'd been denying it even to myself. Bit silly really, since I've been wearing women's underwear in secret since I was a nipper, pretty much every time I got the chance. Always thought of myself as a closet transvestite, a man who dresses up in women's clothing for sexual pleasure. With the recent (well, last 20 years or so) social acceptance of transsexuality and whatnot, the terminology has changed, or become more specific, not that I can be bothered to look it up. I find wearing women's clothing, especially underwear, enormously exciting, always have, always will. No sheet Stella, we'd never have guessed.


As I said, I don't know how to do the social media thing. In some ways I'm very old fashioned - grew up without the internet, or even a telephone at home (yeah yeah we had it so tough etc), a massive luddite in many respects, probably wish we were all still riding around on horses or summat. Not that I like horses, I don't. Except for that time, about 15 years ago, when a well known supermarket had it's bum spanked for selling beefburgers containing horsemeat, remember? They showed the burger packaging on the news. I'd eaten those burgers, they were the tastiest burgers I ever had. The French have got it right - we should eat horses. I do like horse after all. I digress.


Anyway, I'll be using this blog to talk about my thoughts and experiences of crossdressing that I've been lugging around since I was knee high to a grasshopper. To be finally admitting to it and discussing it gives me a feeling of immense joy. The burden of my secret has been weighing heavy on my soul, and I need absolution. I need to talk about it, and believe you me, I shall. Not that I expect anyone to be interested - everyone here seems to be out, proud, and looking fantastic. I've always loved wearing the clothes, but that's about all. Hair removal, shaving, makeup - these things are all new to me, but that ain't gonna be for ever.


Could go on all day, but I'll leave it there for now. Much, much more to say, but I need to turn my Neil Young album over. This blog will be a confessional journey through my own CD experiences and thoughts, stuff I never dreamed I'd tell anyone. You are welcome to join me for the ride.


Love, Stella X

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