As another year draws to a close, I’ve been thinking about what crossdressing has looked and felt like for me recently. It’s been a year of small windows, hidden moments, hotel rooms, one long Saturday, photographs, and—more than anything—connection to myself as Davina.

Dressing at Home: Quiet Windows, Big Impact

Most of my time as Davina this year has come from stolen hours at home when working from home—those rare occasions when the house is empty or the stars align and I get a few uninterrupted moments.

Those little windows, even when brief, continue to have a big emotional impact. Just the simple acts—makeup, slipping into heels, the soft swish of a dress—bring a calmness and clarity nothing else seems to replicate.

It reminds me every time why this side of me matters.

Away With Work: A Different Kind of Freedom

Work trips have occasionally offered something I don’t often get at home: privacy and time. I’ve dressed as Davina in hotel rooms, where there’s no clock ticking and no background anxiety. Those evenings away have been surprisingly grounding. It's not glamorous—it’s just me, my suitcase, my makeup bag—but they’ve given me space to breathe and escape beneath all the expectations.

One Big Saturday: 11-Hour Days of Reconnection

I managed to carve out one proper Davina day—full Saturday dressed and 11 uninterrupted hours.

A “try-on session” and little photoshoot: experimenting with outfits, seeing how I’ve changed, and capturing how it feels to be Davina at her best. It’s amazing how a long day like that can reset me emotionally for ages afterwards.

Why I’m Shifting More Energy Into My Personal Blog

After years of writing hundreds of posts here—advice, reflections, Q&As, personal stories—I’ve realised I’ve covered nearly every angle I can think of. I still enjoy helping new members and jumping into discussions when someone asks something fresh or brings an old topic back to life, but I feel like the dedicated, structured writing is now happening elsewhere.

That’s why I’m focusing more on my personal blog, Why Do I Crossdress. It’s become a better place for deeper personal reflections—longer pieces, more nuanced storytelling, and a more personal lens on Davina’s journey. I want to explore not just the “how” and “what,” but the emotional threads behind all of this, and I can do that more freely there.

I’m not disappearing—just evolving.

What Comes Next

I’ll still be here, still replying to questions, still sharing experiences when something new happens or when someone needs advice. The community matters to me. But the detailed posts, the long-form writing, the introspective pieces—they’re increasingly finding their home on my personal blog.

This has been a year of navigating time, space, secrecy, longing, and joy. A year of Davina in small doses and occasional floodlights. And through it all, I’m reminded of something simple:

Crossdressing isn’t just clothes. It’s connection, expression, and release. And it’s still teaching me who I am.

Davina