Frédérique
03-10-2012, 04:55 PM
Younger brother: “Why do I have to wear girl’s clothes?”
Older sister: “Because you’re so CUTE!”
(from a translated manga)
A less serious post, for a change...:doh:
Just the other day, a new friend reminded me about cuteness, something that is rarely discussed around these parts. No doubt about it, I strive to be CUTE, and float through this largely unseen and underappreciated part of the crossdressing community like some kind of fairy (a cute one)...
What does it mean to be cute? Well, cute means pretty or attractive in a delicate or dainty way. I am also guilty of trying to be cute (clever, sharp or witty) within my writing, but it’s all just an exercise in expression, much like trying to look like a cute girl is another, more difficult thing to pull off. Speaking of “pulling it off,” some dreams are seemingly impossible, but just trying to be what you want to be is worth the effort. As my father would say, “The difficult takes time, while the impossible takes a little longer.” Good thing he can’t see me now in my cute girly get-up!
I write a lot about sensibilities here at MtF central, for crossdressing springs forth from numerous sensual pleasures that make us happy. I dress with a certain amount of delicacy, meaning that all of the things I wear are pleasing to the senses. The fabric of my girly clothes is beautifully fine in texture, quality, and workmanship, and, it follows, finely sensitive in feeling. Colors need to be deliciously light, mild, and soft, so as to produce mollifying feelings from this chosen (sublime) envelopment. Not many would agree with me, I’m sure, but I get this curious feeling that I cannot insult the beauty of my clothing by doing something...well...indelicate. This is when the boy gets tucked away BIG time, mentally as well as physically. Just look at this adorable dress! It’s a mind-altering experience, or, to put it more succinctly, a natural high...
This may help to explain why I’m not eager to sprint out the front door of my house and reveal my cute self to the world at large. First of all, I don’t dress my age if I can get away with it, and “getting away with it” means keeping out of sight. Oh, I have my real world adventure clothing, but in private I prefer to pour on the cuteness – it’s FUN! In my favorite outfits, I just don’t fit in with someone’s visualization of a male in female clothing – I reside in a small sub-genre of the crossdressing world, and this renders me less likely to feel like part of a “community.” I mean, I wouldn’t expect other MtF crossdressers to take me seriously as a decent representative of their “cause,” nor do I expect to meet many others like me. However, I have met one or two individuals here who are cute in the extreme, in fact I start to blush when I think about them...
What constitutes cute dressing for the MtF crossdresser? Well, interesting, dainty underwear is a must, the kind with little hearts or flowers on it, meant to be briefly visible under the curious circumstances (pardon my pun). A cute dress is also a must – this is not the time for skirts and tops. Think about puffy sleeves, muted pastel colors, a high hemline (remember that underwear), a cute little collar, and an overall experience that is most decidedly ultra-feminine. Your shoes are dainty in the extreme, no heels, with a thin strap over the top of your foot, and your little socks are frilly and adorable. Your hair is positively romantic, perhaps held in place by a band or a bow, your earrings are tiny, and your lips are the same color as your rosy cheeks. BIG eyes, too (via makeup). When you’re through, you look like a little (well, not-so-little) doll. Enchanting!
This is not for everyone, I know, but the idea is to feel extremely vulnerable by melting away one’s masculinity. Pleasure is taken in each and every thing you wear, making you feel delightful and charming, a new experience indeed if you’ve always been a hideously drab male. This “look” is very special, and worth keeping a secret, in fact I’m surprised I’m even writing about it – you can’t do the usual things dressed this way, in fact wearing this cute outfit and immersing yourself in its pleasures is tantamount to achieving a kind of revelation or satori, if you will. You CAN do it, even though you initially thought it was impossible. You feel like someone’s darling, even though you yearn for your own being to be self-cherished. Now what?
This cute presentation needs careful handling. As you swish around the perimeters of your Earthly existence, twirling in place, defying gravity, floating in a pink mist, something strange happens. You become a different person, very sensitive in feeling, a bundle of emotions. You show a sensitive distaste for anything improper, becoming considerate and tactful, in fact you adore how you look and feel in this heady atmosphere of extreme wrongness. Cuteness may be synonymous with elegance or refinement, or it may not, depending on how you approach the task at hand. I began simply by pondering “What if...” one day, and it led me to try on something really extreme. I can’t walk around town like this, unless I was on the way to a costume party, but I would prefer to have a party of one and worship cuteness in private. BTW, cute can be sexy, but I don’t think the opposite is true...
Being cute involves submission, or surrender (here we go again!), but I don’t think cuteness is necessarily a female thing – you can affect cuteness, and female clothing can enhance this innate need, amplifying the potential of an individual. Also, you can BE cute, and maybe look innocent, but you may be hiding deeper truths that are at odds with your presentation. Do you want to play with me? Keeping a secret about your compulsion is a cute activity in itself, mandatory when you have a closet full of things you were never meant to play with, let alone wear! Are boys supposed to love delicate fabrics, flowers, soft colors, and gentle fragrances? It’s all part of this deliciously sensitive world that comes with a heady, healthy appreciation of cuteness. SHE is very vulnerable, harmless, and shy – so is HE, by embracing these cute trappings...
I don’t know how to end this, so picture me giving you a submissive (cute) curtsey...:battingeyelashes:
Don’t do anything cute! On second thought, do everything CUTE! Is there anyone out there who admires cuteness like I do?
Older sister: “Because you’re so CUTE!”
(from a translated manga)
A less serious post, for a change...:doh:
Just the other day, a new friend reminded me about cuteness, something that is rarely discussed around these parts. No doubt about it, I strive to be CUTE, and float through this largely unseen and underappreciated part of the crossdressing community like some kind of fairy (a cute one)...
What does it mean to be cute? Well, cute means pretty or attractive in a delicate or dainty way. I am also guilty of trying to be cute (clever, sharp or witty) within my writing, but it’s all just an exercise in expression, much like trying to look like a cute girl is another, more difficult thing to pull off. Speaking of “pulling it off,” some dreams are seemingly impossible, but just trying to be what you want to be is worth the effort. As my father would say, “The difficult takes time, while the impossible takes a little longer.” Good thing he can’t see me now in my cute girly get-up!
I write a lot about sensibilities here at MtF central, for crossdressing springs forth from numerous sensual pleasures that make us happy. I dress with a certain amount of delicacy, meaning that all of the things I wear are pleasing to the senses. The fabric of my girly clothes is beautifully fine in texture, quality, and workmanship, and, it follows, finely sensitive in feeling. Colors need to be deliciously light, mild, and soft, so as to produce mollifying feelings from this chosen (sublime) envelopment. Not many would agree with me, I’m sure, but I get this curious feeling that I cannot insult the beauty of my clothing by doing something...well...indelicate. This is when the boy gets tucked away BIG time, mentally as well as physically. Just look at this adorable dress! It’s a mind-altering experience, or, to put it more succinctly, a natural high...
This may help to explain why I’m not eager to sprint out the front door of my house and reveal my cute self to the world at large. First of all, I don’t dress my age if I can get away with it, and “getting away with it” means keeping out of sight. Oh, I have my real world adventure clothing, but in private I prefer to pour on the cuteness – it’s FUN! In my favorite outfits, I just don’t fit in with someone’s visualization of a male in female clothing – I reside in a small sub-genre of the crossdressing world, and this renders me less likely to feel like part of a “community.” I mean, I wouldn’t expect other MtF crossdressers to take me seriously as a decent representative of their “cause,” nor do I expect to meet many others like me. However, I have met one or two individuals here who are cute in the extreme, in fact I start to blush when I think about them...
What constitutes cute dressing for the MtF crossdresser? Well, interesting, dainty underwear is a must, the kind with little hearts or flowers on it, meant to be briefly visible under the curious circumstances (pardon my pun). A cute dress is also a must – this is not the time for skirts and tops. Think about puffy sleeves, muted pastel colors, a high hemline (remember that underwear), a cute little collar, and an overall experience that is most decidedly ultra-feminine. Your shoes are dainty in the extreme, no heels, with a thin strap over the top of your foot, and your little socks are frilly and adorable. Your hair is positively romantic, perhaps held in place by a band or a bow, your earrings are tiny, and your lips are the same color as your rosy cheeks. BIG eyes, too (via makeup). When you’re through, you look like a little (well, not-so-little) doll. Enchanting!
This is not for everyone, I know, but the idea is to feel extremely vulnerable by melting away one’s masculinity. Pleasure is taken in each and every thing you wear, making you feel delightful and charming, a new experience indeed if you’ve always been a hideously drab male. This “look” is very special, and worth keeping a secret, in fact I’m surprised I’m even writing about it – you can’t do the usual things dressed this way, in fact wearing this cute outfit and immersing yourself in its pleasures is tantamount to achieving a kind of revelation or satori, if you will. You CAN do it, even though you initially thought it was impossible. You feel like someone’s darling, even though you yearn for your own being to be self-cherished. Now what?
This cute presentation needs careful handling. As you swish around the perimeters of your Earthly existence, twirling in place, defying gravity, floating in a pink mist, something strange happens. You become a different person, very sensitive in feeling, a bundle of emotions. You show a sensitive distaste for anything improper, becoming considerate and tactful, in fact you adore how you look and feel in this heady atmosphere of extreme wrongness. Cuteness may be synonymous with elegance or refinement, or it may not, depending on how you approach the task at hand. I began simply by pondering “What if...” one day, and it led me to try on something really extreme. I can’t walk around town like this, unless I was on the way to a costume party, but I would prefer to have a party of one and worship cuteness in private. BTW, cute can be sexy, but I don’t think the opposite is true...
Being cute involves submission, or surrender (here we go again!), but I don’t think cuteness is necessarily a female thing – you can affect cuteness, and female clothing can enhance this innate need, amplifying the potential of an individual. Also, you can BE cute, and maybe look innocent, but you may be hiding deeper truths that are at odds with your presentation. Do you want to play with me? Keeping a secret about your compulsion is a cute activity in itself, mandatory when you have a closet full of things you were never meant to play with, let alone wear! Are boys supposed to love delicate fabrics, flowers, soft colors, and gentle fragrances? It’s all part of this deliciously sensitive world that comes with a heady, healthy appreciation of cuteness. SHE is very vulnerable, harmless, and shy – so is HE, by embracing these cute trappings...
I don’t know how to end this, so picture me giving you a submissive (cute) curtsey...:battingeyelashes:
Don’t do anything cute! On second thought, do everything CUTE! Is there anyone out there who admires cuteness like I do?