As we progress through our Covid winter I know many of my members are going to feel constrained by the challenges of being either locked down, or at the very least restricted in our movements. These are precisely the challenges that we should rise to as we move through the dark months.
It’s quite normal, when unable to dress as we desire, to feel a little down. I’d like to make a few suggestions that may assist those of you unable to indulge your usual dressing practice as much as you’d like. It is important to remember that being non-binary, or crossdressing generally, takes place largely between the ears, and not the legs. How you think, and finding that more sensitive side of your nature, is a very important goal.
You’ll find many of the free hypnosis files available here to be of great help. Keeping your mind in the right place, and training yourself to accept it, is a great step forward on your journey – and one that will provide comfort during those moments when there is no possibility of dressing.
The most helpful thing you can do during this time is to develop a routine during the day. When you get up and have your morning wash and shave, waiting a few minutes and then using a little moisturizer is sure to give your skin a nicer texture and will start the day in a positive way. Give yourself a few minutes after shaving, as you don’t want the pores of your skin to be too open when you use the moisturizer.
If you have the habit of taking a daily walk during the lockdown, you may wish to try an exercise. Imagine walking in a feminine manner and slowing your pace a little. Taking slightly shorter steps and allowing a more feminine motion, as subtly as you reasonably can, is a satisfying and enjoyable process. Observing how a woman moves, and giving yourself that same, more fluid gait is both satisfying and reinforces the gradual changes that you will start to enjoy as you progress along this path.
Using a small amount of eye make up, probably imperceptible to others, is a good habit to form. It’s quite normal to feel others will notice it, but rarely do others notice a subtly applied amount of discrete eye shadow. Using it will make you feel more feminine and satisfy that basic urge we all enjoy as we groom ourselves a little.
Planning, selecting a few interesting outfits and combinations of clothes, and doing a little online research into ordering, can be a useful pastime in preparation for more enjoyable times ahead. One way or another, after all, spring is coming.
These are simple steps. You’ll find many more in the Premium Program, should you wish to move more overtly ahead. Most of all you should remember that crossdressing is about being yourself – your true self – rather than the person society has pressured you into being. Doing so, with or without being able to crossdress, will help you feel more comfortable and better prepare you for the months ahead. And don’t forget, there’s a host of stories here to keep you entertained, either free or within the Patreon platform.
I’m so pleased to be able to write to you, in these troubled times it’s so good to be able talk to others just like myself. Perhaps you too get frustrated by the pace of modern life coming face to face the slowed down life we now lead due to Covid. Well, don’t worry, I’m here to help.
On the site there’s a host of content to help you get through the day, as well as some great hypnosis files that will help relax you. Just explore and you’ll find a ton of it.
Before I go on I should answer a query that’s come in from one of my members, Mildred from Colorado Springs. In reply to her I have to point out that Minsk is a coastal city in northern Russia and not how a Russian drag queen walks down the street. I’m glad to have cleared that confusion up.
I also want to remind all my Patreon Members that you get a great part of the Patreon site that few people are really aware of. There’s a community aspect here where you can post pics and even connect with other members. When you’re a member just go here – https://www.patreon.com/fionadobson/community to participate. It’s a lot of fun.
Life in Huckleberry Close is a little muted these days, as people reduce the number of people they’re seeing – reducing their ‘bubble’. Well, as inconvenient as it may be, I think we all understand that this is necessary. Personally I am using this time to get a little fishing in – socially distanced of course. I’m also enjoying reading a few more books than usual. It’s a chance to do some of the things I don’t usually get time to do. For the moment I just don’t really feel comfortable with the idea of going out to restaurants, or getting on a plane.
Sadly Rainbow, who teaches at a local yoga studio, has been laid off, like so many others in that type of work. She’s asked me to help her with her resume and to help her apply for a few jobs. I asked her what qualifications she had, and if she’d graduated.
“Of course,” she replied while sipping her home made kombucha in my kitchen with Ali, my gardener, and I. “I have an advanced degree in Enlightenment with a minor in Colonic Irrigation from the Healing Light Yoga And Ayevedic Academy. I’m really not used to being unemployed. It’s almost as if my spiritual GPS is not functioning.”
“Well, I’ll try to help, darling,” I told Rainbow, feeling a little doubtful that those were skills that are in particular demand at present. “Perhaps Sylvester knows someone. He’s quite well connected in Little Italy.”
“Oh yes, I know. That’s the area around Patel’s Pizzeria, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” I said helpfully. “He’s quite big in the business community there.”
Now, you’re probably wondering why that part of town is called Little Italy. You wouldn’t be the first to think it was because of the profusion of immigrants from years back. It’s got more to do with the fact that it changed sides three times during the second world war, though. A very confused part of town, you’ll agree.
Ali listened sympathetically to Rainbow describing her difficulties finding work.
“I sometimes feel like the goddess Kali has cursed me,” said Rainbow.
“Oh, I don’t think so,” said Ali sagely. “I mean, it’s not as if she’s going to chase you down the high street beating you with her many arms and laying about you with that nose, trunk, thing of hers. It’s not like she caught you drinking Coca-cola instead of your usual distilled water, after all.”
“I don’t think the goddess Kali would curse Rainbow for that,” I said to Ali, unsure if he was teasing her. I am most concerned that his English lessons sometimes miss the mark a little.
“You’re right Fiona,” agreed Ali. “Perhaps Sylvester has something for Rainbow in his workshop. After all he runs a very tight shipwreck.”
I look skeptically at Ali. It’s taken him time to settle into the ways of Canada which are a little different to those of his native Syria.
In these difficult times we are all making adjustments.
Now, I want to tell you all about some spectacular Mary Janes I have recently tried from Glamour Boutique, my favorite online store. First of all, the quality of these shoes is faultless. They fit my size 10 male, size twelve female, feet perfectly. When I recently stopped by The Junction in Vancouver’s Davie Street, the boys were all very complementary, with comments ranging from how elegant they looked, to how good they’d look beside my favorite server’s bed.
These are a patent leather shoe, with a four inch heel – I can best describe it as being a heel size that say’s you’re somewhat innocent, and yet at the same time accessible and possibly a filthy little crotch ferret, much like myself. The dainty strap is equally at home being undone hurriedly after a night out, or being released by a lover’s teeth in a frenzied moment of passion.
Have a good look through Glamour Boutique’s site and be sure to mention my name when you order them. They’re a great company, reliable and always on point with quality merchandise. You need never feel awkward contacting them, and discretion is their watchword.
Now, I must get back to work. Sebastian, my personal trainer, is coming to give me a workout soon. He tells me he’s got an exciting new exercise regime he wants me to get into. Or vice versa. Something like that.
I realise I may be out of step with some of my members when I say this, and this is really just my own opinion, but I do feel quite comfortable limiting some of my social interactions as we go through the whole Corona thing. I’ve taken the opportunity to trim out some of the less positive people in my life, and do more of the things I enjoy.
It’s a little bit like having the opportunity to fine tune one’s life a little. Reducing the negative people in my life, and engaging in the things I enjoy has become something of a goal. Sadly, Sylvester is having a more difficult time of it, being so outgoing and social.
Sylvester, for example, throws enjoyable parties, though sometimes they really do get quite out of hand. On one evening last year he had a rather unusual night during which one of his friends decided they were intent on cornering me and plying me with drink, in the hopes that they might do unspeakable, but delightful things to my body.
I know that many of my members are frustrated at being locked down, and as the days go by it can seem like there’s no end in sight. I recently listened to a BBC report from a US reporter locked down in Wuhan, who described the experience as being a psychological process not unlike the stages of grief.
There are various descriptions of this around the net, but the most common appears to suggest the following are stages of grief:
Denial – Sylvester: “This isn’t necessary!” Me: “Tell that to the people without health insurance.”
Anger – Amanda: “I’ll be buggered if I’m wearing a mask.” Me: “Please wear a mask.”
Bargaining – Sebastian: “If I socially isolate today, maybe we’ll get past this sooner.” Me: “Let’s do it.”
Depression – Auntie Kittie: “Let’s hit the wine reserves.” Me: “Yours or mine?”
Acceptance – Ali: “The garden looks nice today.” Me: “The garden looks lovely.”
I thought this a very interesting way of thinking about this. We’re just going to have to get used to this. There’s no arguing with it, and as much as some orange haired buffoon might try to push people back to work early, the health of those I love are more important to me than his profits. So, I would like to share a few things to help you get through this difficult time. These are merely the opinions of a crossdressing advertising executive, and I don’t expect the world to whole heartedly agree with me. However, you may find some of these suggestions to be of interest.
“But what is it, Fiona,” she said down the phone this
morning. “Why don’t I come over and you can explain it to me? I keep hearing
about it on the wireless.”
Yes, that’s actually what she said, ‘the wireless’. I told
her not to worry, but to listen to her gramophone rather than the news.
That really does sort of miss the point. I have to say that
for each person failing to do use social distancing we can expect this to last
just a little longer. So, there is a bit of an incentive to get it right. Also,
if you have an elderly parent, and you want there to be a respirator for them
should they get this thing, well, there’s your incentive right there. It works
and reduces the loading on the healthcare system.
Auntie Kittie is a conundrum. While baffled by even the technology to operate a doorbell, she is the only person in my regular circle who understands how to use a Norwegian wine bottle opener I have. It’s an electric device, ergonomically designed and as far as I can make out, entirely unusable. You could die of thirst in a desert with this thing it’s so complicated, and yet she figured it out and had a bottle opened and poured before I’d finished explaining to her that no one knew how to use it.
For those of you who regularly do follow the events here in
Huckleberry Close, you might already have guessed that Sylvester actually does
have a hazmat suit. I sent him over earlier to get Auntie Kitties phone and
bring it back here so Max could install Whatsapp on it. That didn’t go so well.
I had no idea a phone this old could even connect to a wireless network.
Frankly I should be grateful it didn’t have a wire and a rotary dial.
Eventually Max called her and asked if she had a tablet, to
which she replied she would look in the medicine cabinet and I think the phone
got cut off after that.
Some of my neighbours are looking concerned seeing Sylvester
walking up and down Huckleberry close in a hazmat suit. I think I’d better put
the kettle on and make tea. It’s going to be a trying day.
Now, I’m not going to give you medical advice or any more COVID19 news. There’s other sources for that. I would recommend middle of the road reporting such as Apnews.com, BBC , Axios and CBC . These are actual news sites and not entertainment sites. If you believe anything you see on Fox News you pretty well deserve everything you get, I’m sorry to say. That might be a case of Darwinian evolution in practice. All I can say is, don’t be a covidiot.
What I can suggest is that you occupy your time with Clothes Maketh The Man, or if you want something interactive our Whatsapp Group is having a wonderful time. This week we’ve have Toenail Tuesday lined up for our members of Whatsapp tomorrow. There’s always discussions about music, and cooking, whether or not Skye from Paw Patrol is hotter than Dr. Smith (in the new Lost In Space) and of course no end of crossdressing chat. You are never going to be bored if you join us on Whatsapp. It’s different every day.
I am often online at present on the website, and in the Whatsapp Group so feel free to stop by and say hi.
In our Whatsapp Group the gurls are preparing for Toenail Tuesday, and painting their toe nails. You can join us by becoming a member of the Elite Whatsapp Group.
I’m amazed at the creativity of my lovely members. We’re talking about all kinds of fun things and having a ball. Subjects covered today have included: Nails, Prince Harry (who doesn’t mind if he doesn’t make the scene, he’s got a daytime job, he’s doing alright…) the string section at the end of A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall, Poison!, an empty ski resort in Colorado, and whether Greenpeace activists are hotter than Friends of The Earth activists (“she looked like David Bellamy with a hang over.”), and of course – what to wear during isolation.
Remember, it’s not what you do, it’s the way that you do it… Join us and we’ll get through this together.
Sylvester very kindly dropped in this morning. He was concerned I might not have put together a good supply of things to get through the next little while, as many of us hunker down for a while. I think I am well prepared, however there was one thing I did find a little curious about his care package.
On the top of the package was a book by Donald Trump. I felt this was a little odd.
“I know things are bad,” I commented. “I don’t think they’re quite that bad,
though. My reading list is quite
extensive, and this would be somewhere behind Dyanetics, or perhaps the
Montreal telephone directory of 1985.”
“It’s meant as toilet paper,” commented Sylvester.
“Oh, yes. I suppose it always was. Well, it’s good to find some use for it.”
Below are some very helpful toilet tissue links. It’s good to put these things behind you, of course. I was visiting Washington last month and a good friend of mine who we will just call ‘Nancy’ put me on to several reliable suppliers. You know she has them in each bathroom and is lobbying to have the installed in the bathrooms in The Capitol Building.
I realise a lot of my members will be stuck at home for various reasons in the coming weeks, and frankly as inconvenient as it is it’s also the responsible thing to do at present. We don’t need to either expose ourselves (calm down) or be exposed to more people than absolutely necessary. With this in mind I will be spending more time online chatting through the site or through our Whatsapp Group. I’ll also be raising the frequency of posts on FionaDobson.com and my Patreon. We’ve got a great series running on my Patreon at present, Poison! – you can read the first installment here.
If you are bored be sure to check out the Whatsapp Group as it includes discussions about all manner of things, and we’d love to see you in there. You’ll never be bored.