Can you believe I started this site 10 years ago? It originally came about because I’d get into discussions with crossdressers and when I described my nonconventional style choices they’d want to see examples. So I threw together a gallery of photos of my favorite dresses, skirts, and nightgowns. I also wanted a forum where I could rant all I wanted to about issues related to crossdressing, genderfluid, gender-nonconforming, and transgender (some of those terms didn’t even exist in common use when I started!)
Looking back on it, I’m embarrassed by what a narcissist I was. Who really wants to see a 50-year-old bearded man in a satin ballgown? Most of what I prefer to wear serves to feed some dark kink I can’t even begin to understand.
So on our 10th anniversary, I’ve decided to rip it all out and start over from scratch. I’ve removed the galleries, and when I have time I’ll go through the old posts and remove anything that’s not relevant to the direction I want to take this.
What direction is that, you ask? I want a home for men who like to wear skirts and dresses. I keep going out in search of a community where I can talk about what it’s like to keep pantyhose from ripping to shreds on unshaved legs, or fit into a dress that reveals a cleavage a guy with a flat hairy chest doesn’t have. With the exception of Skirt Cafe, there really isn’t such a place. All the crossdressing-friendly sites are geared towards either men who want to temporarily pass and feel “femme” while they are dressed (complete with female name and realistic artifical breasts) or transfolk who are at some stage in the process of permanently transforming into a woman.
Let me stress, I’m not being ironic or sarcastic when I say “not that there’s anything wrong with that.” But that’s not what this site is all about. There’s also nothing wrong with being happy with your masculinity and wanting to be a guy whose clothing choices include stuff that is conventionally intended for women to wear. There just aren’t any sites for guys like us, and that’s what I want to create here.
So knock the old newspapers off my cluttered sofa, grab a beer, smooth out your skirt, and let’s talk about how hard it is to find ballerina flats in size 12-extra-wide or nightgowns with sleeves that go past your elbows. Tell me about some great places you’ve found to shop selling feminine styles that fit a husky dude. Talk about how our wives deal with our weirdness, or (if you’re younger) your parents.
As soon as I can figure out how to set up discussion forums, we’ll have us a fine old man-cave. Just don’t be surprised if the cheap walmart furniture includes pink throw pillows with beer spilled on ’em. Hey, I’m not your maid.