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Hard to talk to someone about my crossdressing so I sometimes ask AI to quiz me and here's another Q&A session. Crossdressing is often...

When I used to play Tiger Woods Golf on the xbox , I always made a secret version of Davina as my avatar—blonde hair tied back in a...

Let’s talk about heels ... I had a moment of weakness contemplating maybe wearing doc marten sandles. Ik. High heels are not just shoes,...

As mentioned in my last post, last night, my wife and I went out for a meal and a drink, followed by one of my favourite activities: a...

The day started with promise. Up at 5:30, a brisk four-mile walk, podcast in my ears—another crossdresser’s tale unfolding, relatable and...

Today marks 24 years of marriage to my wife. We’ve shared so much together—life, laughter, hard times, raising a family, growing older...

When I first revealed Davina to my wife, I wasn’t sure what she'd think. Would she be horrified? Would she laugh? Would she walk away?...

It didn’t happen overnight. When I first shared Davina with my wife, it was hard—for both of us. I was nervous, vulnerable, and unsure...

There’s something that’s been nagging at me lately. I hope I'm not boring you dear reader banging on with the woe is me I haven't got the...

This morning, on my 05:30 walk before work, I was listening to another crossdressing podcast interested on other t-girl thoughts, when...

I like a bit of country a bit of Luke Combs and a song springs to mins "The Man he see's in me" The lyrics are all about a boys...

Lately, I’ve been dipping into a variety of podcasts on my pre work morning walks, that explore the world of crossdressing and gender...

Sometimes, when I think of the ideal day working from home where I can fully embrace Davina, I picture a combination of sophistication...

We live in a world now where, thankfully, much of society has come to accept the L, G, and B. No one really bats an eyelid anymore if...

Be ing a crossdresser can sometimes feel like living a double life—one that’s rich with emotion, expression, and identity, yet kept...

There are days—weeks, even months—when I wonder if I still even qualify as a crossdresser. Not because the desire has faded. Quite the...

This morning started early, crisp and quiet. Cold at first but nice to see the sun rise and it warm up and this time a few 100m jogged .....

A well kno wn bar straight from Nashville. The music blared from the speakers—big modern country anthems, boots tapping, a sea of women...

As my daughter was ill yesterday I stayed home whilst my wife went all dressed up to a wedding evening. Weddings give women, the...

This mornings exercise walk at 06:00, again my wife fast asleep not joining me.. I had a podcast on describing a trams makeover.. Much of...