Happy Father’s Day

Boob Banter

Two 20-something ultra-feminized besties or “male ladies,” Kylee and Braydenne, chat over matcha lattes at a café, casually debating the next “natural step” in their journeys under the matriarchy:

Kylee (stirring his drink with a manicured finger): Ugh. So I tried on that lilac blouse I got from FemmeForm last week and honestly? It just hangs. No shape. I’m starting to think the girls need a little… boost.

Braydenne (sipping delicately): You mean surgical boost? Oh my goddess, Kylee. That’s a whole level of commitment. Like, silicone-serious.

Kylee: Okay, but hear me out—Tyler at HR already got his done and ever since? He radiates. He walks like a woman who knows she’ll never wear a blazer again.

Braydenne: True. His posture improved like, immediately. And he’s up two cup sizes and one pay grade.

Kylee: Coincidence? I think not. Plus, his wife threw him a “Boob Reveal Brunch.” I’m still jealous of the almond champagne.

Braydenne (twirling a strand of his highlighted hair): Yeah, that part looked cute on the Gram. But still. Surgery is big. My mom-in-law would freak—she already made me wear push-ups to her garden club so her friends would think I was “coming along.”

Kylee (smirking): Mine offered to pay if I went C-cup minimum. She said, and I quote, “We didn’t vote in the matriarchy just to have flat-chested sons-in-law.” Classic Linda.

Braydenne: Iconic. You always get the cool in-laws. Mine are still stuck in the “just feminize him gradually” phase. Like I don’t already own three sports bras and cry during mascara commercials.

Kylee: Look, I’m just saying—I want my tops to pop. And honestly, I think I’ve earned it. I’ve done the skirts. I’ve done the waxing. I’m tired of stuffing.

Braydenne: Valid. Though I do love a good falsie on casual Fridays. Low effort, high jiggle.

Kylee: Babe, imagine never having to tape again. Just a built-in bounce. Bras that fit. Boys would blush when we walked by.

Braydenne (pretending to fan himself): Okay, sold. Let’s at least get consultations. Worst case, we do a “try-on” party with those silicone demos and some wine spritzers.

Kylee: Yessss. And maybe I can finally fill out that peplum top without looking like a sad shelf.

Braydenne: To boobs?

Kylee: To boobs.

(They clink matcha glasses.)

Wearing Beulah dress and Saint Laurent bag

James Brown, Nigerian femulator

Gift Guide Gurl

Wearing Ann Taylor

Fathers’ Fashion Show

The Beach Boy Died Today

I love music. Last time I looked, I had over 15,000 songs stored on my computer. A lot of rock, but most other genres, too, but definitely a lot of rock.

My interest in rock music was kindled by The Beach Boys’ surfing music and the person most responsible for that music, Brian Wilson, died today. 

Bummer!

I am very sad about Brian’s death, but on a positive note, he will be rejoining his brothers in heaven.

So be it.

Father’s Day Gift Guide

What to Buy Dad as He Embraces a More Feminine Future

Father’s Day is upon us once again — but in today’s enlightened, equality-forward world, the classic Dad Gift Guide needs a serious style refresh. After all, many modern fathers are on a transformative journey: stepping into softer fabrics, letting go of outdated masculinity and embracing the joys of feminization — whether for work, wellness or wifely encouragement.

Here’s our lovingly curated guide for what to get the evolving Dad — whether he’s just begun shaving his legs or has already mastered the daily tuck-and-blend.

🎀 The Introductory Intimates Set

Recommended: The “Blushing Basics”™ Kit from ObeyNights Lingerie Co.

Help him start from the inside out. This tasteful starter pack includes a lace-trimmed bralette, high-waisted control briefs and a satin sleep camisole — all in understated tones of blush, dove grey and obedience beige. Perfect for the dad who’s just traded boxers for beauty.

👠 Sensible Starter Heels

Recommended: “Heel Me Softly” Kitten Pumps (2-inch heel, reinforced arch)

Heels don’t have to hurt — especially when Dad’s still learning how to descend the stairs like a debutante. These ergonomically-designed pumps are both training tool and fashion statement. Bonus: Comes with matching foot soak and padded inserts.

💄 His & Hers Makeup Mirror

Recommended: The “Face Forward™” Vanity Kit (With Coaching Cards)

Support his new skincare and makeup routine with a dual-sided lighted mirror and laminated guide featuring helpful affirmations:

• “Yes, that’s your shade.”
• “Confidence is the best contour.”
• “Blending is obedience.”

👗 The Wrap Dress: His First Real Outfit

Recommended: “ComplyChic™” Jersey Wrap by SurrenderWear

Flattering, forgiving and just formal enough for family brunch. Comes in sizes for Dads still adjusting to hormone shifts and sits comfortably atop a padded shaper. Many wives report this is the first outfit their husband genuinely wanted to twirl in.

📚 Reading Material for the Reforming Man

Recommended Titles:

• “From Father to Femme: My Journey in Flats”
• “Boys Who Obey: Raising Sons in a Matriarchal Household”
• “Pressed, Dressed and Blessed: 30 Devotions for the Submissive Spouse”

Gift him the wisdom of other husbands who walked before him — often in matching ankle boots.

🧼 A Scent of Surrender

Recommended: “Demure Dusk” Fragrance by HerWill™

Notes of lavender, civility and vanilla musk, designed to subtly reinforce his softening mindset. Spritz after morning chores or before reporting to the matriarch.

📅 A Personalized Chore Collar & Weekly Planner

Recommended: “The New Honey-Do You Understand?” Set

Includes a custom-embroidered lace collar ("His Grace is Her Gratitude"), plus a floral-print daily planner pre-filled with tasks like:

• “Steam Her Blouses”
• “Practice Kneeling Posture”
• “Evening Wig Care & Reflection”

🧸 Bonus: For the Kids

Have the little ones present their father with a handmade “I Love My Sissy Daddy” card. Include space for glitter, lipstick kisses and a checklist of favorite shared activities:

☑️ Shoe Shopping

☑️ Practicing Curtsies

☑️ Watching Matriarch Manor™ together

No matter where Dad is on his feminization path — tentative steps in tights or already navigating brunch in ballet flats — a thoughtful, tailored gift can show your support and love. Celebrate him for the graceful figure he’s becoming, inside and out.

Happy FemFather’s Day! 💐

Wearing Bebe

Loretta and Veronica, circa 1962

Another AI and Photoshop creation of a vintage crossdresser photo with an early 1960's, Casa Susanna look.

Stuff 74: Bling

By J.J. Atwell

Do you bling?

When you get dressed do you include some bling in your outfit? How much do you use? What kinds of bling do you use? Is it enough? Too much?

Three Bling Rule

Have you heard about the Three Bling Rule? I hadn’t until my friend Gigi brought it to my attention. Nancy Joseph is the proponent of this rule which you can read more about by clicking here.

For those who don’t want to click on that link or bother reading her story, I’ll try to summarize. It boils down to: you need to count up your bling, because you are allowed only three “bling points.” And be aware that some things count as more than just one bling point. For example, sparkly earrings are one bling point, but a sparkly dress would be two bling points. Some other rankings:

• bold necklace (1 bling)

• shimmery metallic sandals (1 bling)

• cocktail ring (1 bling)

• shoes or bag (1 bling)

• jeweled cuff bracelet (1 bling)

Remember also that location matters in that you don’t want to have two bling points in close proximity to each others.

Are you a rule follower?

I’m not sure I agree with the Three Bling Rule. As much as I try to dress to blend, I’m a sucker for bling. Towards that end, I need to spend a bit of time thinking about my outfit and accessories. Not only does the outfit have to be harmonious between colors, patterns and textures, it also has to blend with what you see women wearing around you. It’s not easy being a CD!

I’ll be back

As always comments are welcome either here on the blog or by email to Jenn6nov at-sign gmail dot com. JJ is always looking for more stuff, so if there is something you would like to read about please let me know!

Wearing Joseph Ribkoff

Harvey Korman femulating (again) on television’s The Carol Burnett Show.

Any Color As Long It’s Red

By Monika Kowalska

Red lipstick boasts a rich history, evolving from ancient adornment to a modern symbol of empowerment. Recent archaeological findings revealed a 4,000-year-old vial in Iran containing pigments similar to modern lipstick, demonstrating the enduring legacy of bold lips. Ancient queens like Mesopotamia’s Puabi and Egypt’s Cleopatra used vibrant lip colors to signify status and power, while in ancient Greece, red lipstick was associated with sex workers.

Over the centuries, red lipstick’s meaning shifted dramatically. In medieval Europe, it was viewed as wicked or even linked to witchcraft. Queen Elizabeth I revived its popularity among the aristocracy, but later, its use was stigmatized and even criminalized. In the 20th century. Red lips became a symbol of feminist rebellion, especially during the 1912 suffragette marches and later, of patriotic femininity during World War II. 

From Hollywood icons like Marilyn Monroe to contemporary figures like Taylor Swift, red lipstick has remained a beauty staple. Today, it continues to serve as a bold political statement, seen in protests in Nicaragua and Chile, reinforcing its enduring power as a tool for self-expression, defiance and identity.

There’s something almost magical about red lipstick. The moment it touches my lips, I feel transformed, bolder, sexier, more me. It’s not just makeup, it’s armor, it’s rebellion, it’s romance. And over the years, red lipstick has become my signature, my ritual, my unapologetic wink to the world. 

I wasn’t always brave enough for red. Like so many of us, I started with soft pinks and glosses, dipping my toes into femininity one sheer swipe at a time. Red felt too loud back then, too “look at me,” too dangerous. But the first time I dared to wear it outside the safety of my bedroom mirror, something changed. I saw a woman looking back at me, confident, elegant, a little mischievous. I fell in love.

What I adore most is how versatile it is. A matte red can make you look like a 1940s starlet, a glossy cherry evokes summer nights and clinking wine glasses and a deep crimson whispers secrets in candlelight. Red can say “I’m in charge” or “Kiss me” or sometimes both at once. Isn’t that delicious?

I remember one summer rooftop party in particular. I was wearing this little black off-the-shoulder dress, nothing too flashy, but the red lipstick? She stole the show. I caught the eye of a woman across the terrace. She walked over, introduced herself, and said, “I only came to tell you that your lipstick is doing everything right.” We ended up talking for hours under string lights, sharing secrets and sipping rosé like we were old friends. That’s the power of red, it starts conversations, turns heads, opens doors. 

Of course, there are rules, finding the right shade, prepping the lips, perfecting the cupid’s bow. But honestly? Sometimes I break the rules. I blot it with a tissue when I want that just-kissed effect. I swipe it on with my finger when I’m in a hurry and want that effortless, Parisian smudge. Red lipstick doesn’t have to be perfect. It just has to be you.

When I wear red, I don’t hide. I strut. I take up space. I laugh louder. I flirt more. I remind myself that I deserve to be seen, to be heard, to be desired. Even on days when I’m tired or doubtful or wearing the same pair of jeans for the third time in a row, red lipstick shows up for me. And I show up for her. There’s an intimacy in applying it, too. That slow swipe across the lip, the soft press of tissue, the little dance you do in the mirror after. It’s a ritual, a flirtation with yourself. And honestly? I wish every woman would fall in love with that moment.

To all of you reading this, whether red is already your go-to or still sitting untouched in your makeup drawer: try it. Try it on a random Tuesday. Try it when you’re cooking dinner. Try it when you’re crying and need a pick-me-up. Let that red speak for you when you’ve forgotten how. And if someone says, “Wow, that’s bold,” just smile. Say “Thank you,” and mean it. Because darling, so are you. 

Here’s to red lips and all of you who dare to wear them. 💋

Monika has been interviewing trans people in her blog, The Heroines of My Life, since 2013. Click here to see who she has interviewed lately.

Wearing Boston Proper

Carlotta, circa 1963

Playing with AI and Photoshop over the weekend, I tried creating vintage crossdresser photos with an early 1960's, Casa Susanna look. Carlotta (above) was my first attempt. 

The Modern Male

Fashionable Fellows

 

The Feminization Initiative

In the year 2049, the United States has undergone a quiet but comprehensive cultural revolution. After decades of systemic change sparked by growing disillusionment with traditional patriarchy, women now occupy the majority of leadership roles across government, business, media and education. The transition wasn't violent or overtly oppressive—just gradual, institutional and thorough. The term “matriarchy” is rarely used in official settings, but in casual conversation, it is shorthand for a society where feminine values and authority are the norm.

Society at a Glance

• The job market prizes emotional intelligence, collaborative spirit, aesthetic presentation and domestic competence.

• Education emphasizes empathy, communication and social harmony—traits traditionally coded as feminine.

• Male success is increasingly tied to adaptability, submission to new gender norms and willingness to embrace femininity—not just in attitude, but in lifestyle and appearance.

• The Department of Gender Integration and Compliance (DGIC) oversees the nation’s standards for male socialization and re-education.

Enter the Clinic: “The Chrysalis Center”

This isn’t your typical spa or wellness retreat. The Chrysalis Center is a state-sanctioned, privately operated feminization clinic designed to help young men “transition into relevance” within the new matriarchal structure. The branding is soft, floral and euphemistic—but the process is direct.

Our Subjects: Kieran and Malik

Two twenty-something best friends from a small Midwestern town, bright but culturally out of sync with the new order.

• Kieran is a former software engineer, recently laid off after failing his company’s “Emotional Workplace Compliance Review.” He’s sharp, but blunt—unrefined in the eyes of his female managers.

• Malik is a musician whose “alpha energy” was once charming, but now seen as disruptive. He’s been denied gigs due to his “noncompliant presentation.”

Both are smart enough to know that the old rules are gone. If they want to thrive, they’ll need to rebrand—body, mind and soul.

Clinic Experience

Upon arrival, they surrender their personal belongings and are issued introductory robes—silky, pale blush garments designed to begin softening the wearer’s self-concept. A gentle voice over the PA greets them:

“Welcome to Chrysalis, gentlemen or rather, future ladies. Here, you will learn to bloom.”

Over the next weeks, they undergo:

• Posture and Gait Correction – Learning to walk with grace, cross their legs demurely and sit with their knees together.

• Wardrobe Realignment – Transitioning from hoodies and sneakers to pleated skirts, kitten heels and soft-knit cardigans.

• Speech Training – Reducing volume, adding warmth and upward inflection, mastering the deferential tone prized in customer-facing roles.

• Cosmetic Literacy – Classes in foundation blending, lip gloss etiquette and nail maintenance.

• Obedience Conditioning – Not punishment, but praise-based behavioral shaping. Rewards are given for properly deferring, listening attentively and asking permission.

• Emotional Calibration – Daily journaling and group vulnerability circles where crying is encouraged and leadership is always female-led.

Public Reception and Certification

Graduates are celebrated. They receive a Certificate of Social Alignment (CSA)—a credential increasingly required by employers. Chrysalis alumni are known to be model employees, obedient partners and harmonious roommates.

At the graduation ceremony, Kiera and Malika née Kieran and Malik, now in soft lavender shift dresses, their hair carefully styled, thank their instructors for “showing them how to be seen.” Their families—initially skeptical—applaud through tears.

They aren’t women now. Not exactly. But they’ve become “male women”—a new social role somewhere between man and wife, groomed to support, soothe and succeed in a world led by women.

Wearing Sea

Bernard Bresslaw femulating in the British film Carry On Girls.

Bear With Me

Sunday evening, we had our first black bear visit for 2025. Probably a 300-pounder, it sniffed the bird feeder, ate some bird seed off the ground, then checked out the blueberry bush, but there was no fruit to be had. Then it headed south along the west property line, crossed the road and disappeared into the woods... too quickly for me to take a photo.

I’ve been dog-sitting this week. This dog is my shadow – constantly at my feet trying to get my attention. And I have been a good dog sitter taking him on long walks as well short ones. When we are not walking, the dog sits in my lap. Try typing on a laptop keyboard with a dog in your lap!

And so it goes!

Wearing Ann Taylor

 Dávid Hartl femulating Ariana Grande on Slovakian television’s Tvoja Tvar Anie Povedome.
Click here to view this amazing femulation on YouTube.