Saturday, February 22, 2025

Pink vs. Blue













13 comments:

  1. Brillant 'cartoons' and commentaries! Thanks

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  2. The first time I ever crossdressed was when I was eight and it was for Halloween. I wore my sister's powder blue 1960s styled party dress with puffed sleeves, white lace collar, with a petticoat, white tights, and Maryjanes. Even though my dress was blue, I felt pretty pink inside.

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    1. I love lots of frilly petticoats. Xx

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    2. Crossing the line has been a pleasure for me. I'm sure that Macy's is doing better now. So many sissies can finally come out and admit that once you put on stockings and a garter belt you're not going back.

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  3. The banner. Big hair, bare shoulders, short skirts and high heels! Where are us older femulators?

    Lily

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  4. Brad honey that pink suit looks adorable on you.

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  5. Wow, the realism of your AI-generated images has gone up dramatically!

    Joey

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  6. Brad nailed the "lunch with girls" look at the mall but not after checking the sales racks first. Her 2 hour prtp time paid off. Looks like the mid heel black pump is the AI favourite Hugs Brenda

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  7. My Mother-in-law has the same pink skirt suit. I have worn it so many times

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  8. It is funny that even though these images are designed to show clearly that they are physically men, they are really cute and I would never dream of accepting them as female and it wouldn't seem the least bit awquard to address them by female names.
    Very well done.

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  9. Yes indeed! Macy's had a separate FLOOR for "women's" at a time when Duanne Reed had panties and boxers shorts adjacent.

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  10. The first time I dressed up and put on makeup, I was twelve years old, and I remember wearing a long skirt, a turtleneck sweater, a wide belt, and black heels. I did my makeup the way I'd seen it done at home, mixing white with light blue for my eyes, mascara, and eyeliner, which I hadn't quite mastered yet. I also applied foundation, powder, blush, and my lips were lined in a dark shade and painted—heavily—with an ochre red, which looked a lot like the color of the first set of false nails I'd ever bought.
    It was an enriching experience, because, when I saw myself in the mirror, I realized that that "girl" was me, in reality, and that my whole being was happy to be myself.
    Even today I remember it and it's hard for me not to shed a tear...

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