Gail_veiled
08-22-2025, 02:01 AM
Hope I'm not making too many annoying newbie posts... :o
One of the things I've noticed since crossdressing has come into my life is I have developed a deep (borderline obsessive) fascination with the female form. It's not like I haven't always been respectfully appreciative but this seems more intense. Many of my social media follows are like Art of the American Pinup, SI Swimsuit, Black and White photography, etc. which are easy to pass off as "the dirty old man is looking at the young girls again" and laugh with the family but that's not it at all. I find these images to be like going to an art museum -- the curves, lighting and shadow, fall of the cloth, stroke of the brush -- perfection embodied. It's like these photographs deeply resonate somewhere in my brain but not in a I want to "be with" these women way; I want to just "be" them. I have never been into porn and have no interest in explicit erotica. The visual "art of the woman", either live, in pictures, or in body, I find to be extremely pleasurable.
When I'm all dressed up I certainly have no chance to match these lofty standards but to see a hint of that beauty manifested in a bit of a curved silhouette, stretch of the legs in heels, a cascade of hair over the shoulder... Well darn, now I'm really looking forward to next time :battingeyelashes:
Anybody relate to this?
Also seem to be following a lot more fashion magazines and who's dressed what way articles which is something I had zero interest in for most of my life :heehee:
One of the things I've noticed since crossdressing has come into my life is I have developed a deep (borderline obsessive) fascination with the female form. It's not like I haven't always been respectfully appreciative but this seems more intense. Many of my social media follows are like Art of the American Pinup, SI Swimsuit, Black and White photography, etc. which are easy to pass off as "the dirty old man is looking at the young girls again" and laugh with the family but that's not it at all. I find these images to be like going to an art museum -- the curves, lighting and shadow, fall of the cloth, stroke of the brush -- perfection embodied. It's like these photographs deeply resonate somewhere in my brain but not in a I want to "be with" these women way; I want to just "be" them. I have never been into porn and have no interest in explicit erotica. The visual "art of the woman", either live, in pictures, or in body, I find to be extremely pleasurable.
When I'm all dressed up I certainly have no chance to match these lofty standards but to see a hint of that beauty manifested in a bit of a curved silhouette, stretch of the legs in heels, a cascade of hair over the shoulder... Well darn, now I'm really looking forward to next time :battingeyelashes:
Anybody relate to this?
Also seem to be following a lot more fashion magazines and who's dressed what way articles which is something I had zero interest in for most of my life :heehee: