There is this thing that all of us experience from time to time that fits under the title of "the Pink fog". We all have different ways of dealing with it when it comes, and when it comes, it is sometimes happens "thicker" than at other times. I have my own particular ways of dealing with it, and maybe in hearing how each of us handles our "fog", we can help each other. I can see how open someone is about their Cding will reveal how they would handle their own situation, what I am wanting to do is hear suggestions for those of us who are in the closet. I am fortunate in that I have an understanding wife, who lets me dress as I wish around the home front. She doesn't want me going outside in any manner that would reveal anything of my Cding nature. What's under a shirt and jeans is unseen, and doesn't matter. So essentially my closet is my house, and in my house I have no limits.
I underdress daily as it helps me keep the fog at bay. I have different styles of bras, cami's, panties to help me with the different moods, fogs, that come and go. There are days that everything has to fit snug, giving me that tight wrapped feeling. Other days it has to be lacy, frilly and as feminine looking as possible. When a heavy fog starts to drift in, I never go the whole nine yards. I try and gauge the fog and add an item or two to keep it under as much control as possible. A nice pair of stockings, or pantyhose with a skirt goes a long way for me at times like this. As the fog gets thicker more items get added, and I attempt to keep it all within a prospective of everything not getting out of control. When the fog is at its worst, is usually when I go on the shopping trips. To me nothing is more thrilling than going shopping in a dense fog for anything from pantyhose to skirts. It has a rush that is almost drug like. Shopping the womens wear section is the closest I get to going public. It helps that my wife will shop with me and make suggestions, etc. There has been situations when a SA who knew those items were for me, it gets obvious when it is my wife handing me things, while I am the one in the change room. It didn't seem to bother my wife either, we are usually in another city when this happens.
In the past I would go the whole nine yards every time the fog rolled in, but when it got thicker I had nothing left to help me with the fog. That was when I was most tempted to go out in public. Why don't I, it is because I have a compromise with my wife whom I love very much. I have great liberties within my home, I just had to learn to work within the compromises. So what helps you in dealing with the "pink fog" when it drifts in?
crossdressing...theirs an app for that 
Perhaps it should be 'pink lights'... Katey x
Originally Posted by Wildaboutheels
