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This was an actual dream, OK I’ve embellished it a bit but honestly, planning a night out in Cardiff with my wife Esme, I did wake up from a dream, and you don’t always remember your dreams but this one stuck with me even down to the detail of what I was wearing. So the following unfolds in vivid stages. Again it’s funny how some dreams vanish instantly while others cling to you so tightly you have to write them down or ask AI to make images for you. This one sparked a

Second blog of the day. . I'm bored . It’s Easter Sunday. One of those long bank holiday days where everything just stops. Shops shut (So we found when we popped into town although Google says they're open), routines gone, nothing really happening. We had a plan to go for a walk. Simple. Get out, get some steps in, do something half-productive. But my wife couldn’t be bothered and that’s that plan gone. I’ll probably still go on my own, but it’s not the same, is it? And it’s

We were out in a pub yesterday, just a normal day out with my wife, when someone walked in who immediately caught our attention. It wasn’t loud or disruptive, far from it, but visually, they stood out. A mix of goth and drag styling: tattoos, a short skirt, fishnet tights, boots, and a pink top. It took us a moment to figure it out, but we both agreed it was a guy presenting in a very bold, expressive way. My wife’s first reaction was interesting: “If you’re coming out like t

It’s a strange experience hearing your own words read back to you via Spotify. But exciting hearing Olivia saying she loved my email .. Although I didn't expect it to feature a whole podcast. I listened to it again recently on one of my early morning walks and reflected again. Hearing my email discussed, unpacked, and challenged by two intelligent and fun people like Olivia and Erika on the Weekly Hot Spot - Still makes me think Wow! It took my truth to another level. What s

What happens when the person you thought you knew completely reveals a hidden side of themselves? For one woman from a small town in the North of England, that moment came on what started as a completely ordinary Friday night. Eight years into a happy marriage, with kids in bed and a takeaway on the table, her husband said the words that would change everything: “I need to tell you something.” What followed wasn’t an affair, or a devastating diagnosis — fears that raced thro

For many of us who crossdress, makeup is a huge part of the experience. Whether it’s subtle enhancement or full transformation, it helps us express a different side of ourselves with confidence. But there’s something that often gets overlooked, the quality of the products we’re putting on our skin. This isn’t just about getting a better finish or longer-lasting look. It’s about skin health. A Personal Lesson Learned Recently, this really hit home for me and my wife. She start

There’s something quietly powerful about an ordinary moment. Not the big, dramatic ones. Not the first time you ever dress, or the heart-pounding fear of being caught, or even the deep conversations where everything feels like it’s on the line. I mean the simple things. Sitting at a table. A drink in your hand. Chatting about nothing in particular. Watching the world go by. That’s what I found myself thinking about today. The house was empty, and I took the opportunity. A fam

Work has been relentless lately. Long days, travel, and the constant pressure of catching up have blurred into one. Even when a rare free morning appears, it quickly gets swallowed by everything that didn’t get done the day before. That balance between work and life? It’s definitely leaning too far one way right now. But in the middle of all that, there was a small win. Realising I’d misread the school half-term dates bought me something unexpected: time. A full extra week. A

There’s a version of me the world sees every day. Confident. Direct. Sometimes brash. A natural leader who takes charge, sets direction, speaks his mind, and doesn’t back down easily. In work and life, the he in me is the one people look to for decisions, for coaching, for strategy and relief on and turn to when we're up against it in a crisis.. He’s the one who steps forward when something needs doing. He’s also the one some people misunderstand. I know not everyone likes th

This crops up in my blogs quite a lot – stress levels. Work stress, family stress, and the constant feeling that time is running faster than I can keep up with it. Work has been relentless. Meetings stacked on meetings, deadlines rolling into each other, and the pressure that comes with responsibility. But work isn’t the only thing adding weight to the week. My parents are beginning to struggle more now. That brings its own emotional and practical pressures. Suddenly there ar

Like many crossdressers, I’ve spent years learning how to do my own makeup. Trial and error, watching tutorials, experimenting with colours, discovering what works and what definitely doesn’t. Over time you develop your own routine, pace / speed (depending on the time you have) and your own style. I've learnt how to do mine in around 10-15 mins. You learn the dark art of where to contour, how to soften your features, and how to bring out the feminine side of your face. Most

Saturday night sat in a local pub with my wife, four young girls walked into the pub. Black tights. Short dresses. Heeled boots. Hair styled Make-up done They didn’t announce themselves but all eyes in the local pub turned to them. I felt that familiar, quiet punch of jealousy hit me square in the chest. Not because of their age. Not because of attention. Not even because of how good they looked, though they did. But because of the freedom. They can decide, on a whim, how the

I’ve not blogged in a while, and it feels like time to bring things up to date. The last few weeks have been a blur of school half-term, family life, and work being absolutely full on. One of those stretches where the diary fills itself and before you know it, there’s been very little space left over for me. Not in a dramatic way — just quietly, subtly, the way it often happens. Stress levels and frustration are high. Being home alone has been rare, and that’s really limited

I had to go into the office today, followed by a meeting at a hotel where the top brass were giving a briefing. One of those environments where you can’t help but notice the room and what I noticed most was the women. Most of them had clearly made an effort — dresses, hair done, makeup on point, tights and heels maybe trying to impress the top table I don't know but was a bit unusual to see so many of the women in work all "dolled up".. of course I was a little jealous as the

I opened TikTok just now after finishing work and sitting pretty mind numb after another stressful work week on the settee... I'm tired — that deep, bone-heavy tired that doesn’t shift no matter how many hours you sleep because it's caused by stress not physical but mental exhaustion. Work has been relentless lately. No matter how early I start or how late I finish, I can’t seem to get on top of everything and a lot of it is people with a little knowledge and power .. as we s

An answer to another question from ask me anything.. What If I Went to Bed a Man and Woke Up a Woman? A good question and I'll have to answer it in two ways. Married me with kids real life Fantasy and hypothetical The question sounds simple, almost playful, but the longer it sits with me the heavier — and more revealing — it becomes. What would I do, and how would I feel, if I went to bed a man and woke up as a woman? The honest answer is: it depends entirely on the world I w

Why Crossdressers Love Stockings (and Many Women Don’t) is a request question from my post Ask Me Anything so I did a little research and then my fingers typed the below.. If you spend any time in crossdressing spaces, one thing becomes obvious very quickly: we love stockings and tights. Tights were my gateway drug to Crossdreasing the first female article of clothing I tried on.. But not to be fem this was to become Batman along with cape and t-shirt with the bat emblem.. Bu

One of the things I’ve learned through being Davina is that no two journeys look the same, but so many of our feelings overlap. The curiosity, the longing, the excitement, the fear, the guilt, the joy, the questions we’re sometimes too shy to ask out loud. So I wanted to open up a new part of the blog and invite you into it properly. Welcome to Ask Me Anything. This is your space to ask about crossdressing, relationships, identity, partners, secrecy, confidence, dressing, des

So I wrote a book post a night out with my wife and her affirmation of Davina and some key words she used which made me think "She gets it" - I started writing a Blog based on it but chapters later a book.. It's raw so I asked AI to give me a book review. Here's what Chat GPT made of it: Chat GPT - Thank you for trusting me with something this personal. I’ll be honest, respectful, and clear. I’ve read the Book and have a strong sense of its voice, intent, structure, and emot

Happy New Year to you all 🎉 I always find this strange, hopeful space between Christmas and New Year a time for reflection. The noise quietens, the calendar resets, and there’s suddenly permission to pause and ask: How do I want to live this next chapter? This year, I wanted to share my thoughts openly—not just as someone who crossdresses, but as a whole person learning how to live more honestly, gently, and intentionally. New Year, Same Me – Just a Little Braver I don’t bel