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An Unscheduled Visit to the Therapist

October 20th, 2009 8:42 pm MDT

From the critically acclaimed blog writer Ana Cristina Garcia and after a very long hiatus, here her new blog entry that will make you fall asleep in boredom.  Here are some of the media’s reactions to this literary accident:

 

“Same old, same old”  The Cross-dresser Times

“Not the same story again” Drag Magazine

“If I read one more story like this from her I will commit suicide”  The TG Herald

 

But why take their word for it when you can verify yourself?  Take the plunge…

 

 

 

An Unscheduled Visit to the Therapist

 

The last time I had been out to the therapist was on December of 2008 and since then I had only been out one more time, last week, with my sister-in-law.  That outing was cut short and did not get to do all we had planned.  Therefore, I was left a bit anxious to be out again and luckily I got to go out, on my own, just a few days later (Monday, October 19).  Following are the accounts of this unexpected but satisfying time out and about as Cristy.

 

On Sundays temperature dropped down dramatically (for tropical standards) and I decided that if it continued on Monday I would dress and try to go out.  The reason I would prefer a cold day is that I can wear clothes that cover up my legs and chest without having to shave.  I had dreamed about going out in one of the warm mini-dresses that I had worn, with tights and high heels, for a photo session last January.  I was undecided between the gray and the brown sweater-mini-dresses seen on the links below (from January):

 

Brown:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/3292401559/

 

Gray:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/3270000780/

 

My wife was out of town so I could not ask for her opinion so I emailed a couple of photos in each outfit to my sister-in-law and she recommended the brown.  I was all made up and ready to put on the dress when I got her response and took her advice.  I wore it exactly as I did in January except that I wore a brown top underneath to cover the white corset since the dress has a see-through knit in the middle, as you can see in the photo above.  I also wore a different watch and styled my hair a bit different, without the bangs.  One thing that made a big difference in my appearance was a piece of advice I got from my s-i-l regarding how to put on makeup base by pressing the sponge against the face rather than rubbing it.  I totally recommend that, as the coverage is more even and the pores are less evident.  I could not help to think that the first time we went out with her it was me giving makeup advice to her and now, after paying more attention to her appearance (which she says was motivated by seeing how her brother-in-law could make himself into a convincing woman).  I guess that there is always something to learn, even for a veteran.

 

This is how I looked after returning from my long-awaited little adventure into the real world:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/4030933986/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/4030177723/

 

Notice the different hairstyle and wristwatch.  Other than that it is all the same as in January.

 

Once all was in place I put plenty of Ralph perfume on me and I was ready to head out at around 5 p.m.  My plans were to drive to the mall and wonder about for a while but then it occurred to me that I could stop by the therapist’s office and say hello to the secretary with the excuse that I had lost my cell phone and their number with it.  Remember that to her, I do not live in town and come every so often to visit family and when that happens I try to schedule and appointment.

 

As is usually the case when I go out, I always have someone on call in case I run into trouble.  That person is usually my wife but since she was out of town, I called my sister-in-law and she was up to it.

 

I got there and took a final check on my makeup and hair before getting off the car.  Once I was ready I got off the car, walked to the doctors office and rang the bell.  It was about 5:10 and I knew the doctor would be seeing his last patient of the day.  To my surprise, the door was opened not by the secretary but by a female psychologist that works there too.  I said hello and noticed that the secretary was on the phone as we smiled at each other.  She seemed pleased to see me and after hanging the phone up we greeted with the traditional kiss on the cheek.

 

I sat down and she said that it had been a long time.  I replied that I had lost their telephone number and therefore had not been able to set appointments on previous visits to town.  She then gave me a card with the numbers and I put it in my purse as I commented that maybe I would call before I returned home (in Miami) to set an appointment.  She said that the last patient of the day had canceled and that the doctor could see me right then.  I replied that it would be fantastic but I did not have any cash on me to pay for the session.  She said that she would go upstairs and ask the doctor if I could pay later and he said that he would see me in five minutes.  As you can imagine, this is not what I had planned but I thought it would give me the chance to interact a bit more as Cristy only this time with someone who knew who I really was.  The secretary offered me something to drink and I declined her offer arguing that I had just met for coffee with some girlfriends.  She then asked if I had cut my hair and I replied that I had only styled it differently.  As a matter of fact, since it is a wig, I guess that I have always had it the exact same length up to a micron.  We chatted about this and that and then the doctor called for me so I got up and went up the stairs.  He came out to greet me and said that it was a pleasant an unexpected surprise.

 

Conversation with the doctor was very casual an informal, this time.  We talked about what I was wearing and I told him that I was a bit self-conscious given that I was wearing a mini-dress but he said that I looked very good in it and that my legs looked ok in tights and a little thin if anything.  He also mentioned that the only thing that looked a bit suspicious were my hands but that for a tall woman that would border on the big side.  Keep in mind that for our culture, at 5’ 6” without heels, I am a tall girl.  If you add, at least 4” heels then I am much taller than the average female here and even those who are as tall or taller then I, are a lot thinner, most of the time.  All in all, I am lucky to still able to pass for a taller than usual woman.

 

We talked about many topics including his family, specially his grandchildren.  I felt right in character all the time and the only odd thing was a call that my male side had to made to the secretary to cancel the appointment “he” had for Wednesday.  I could not afford two appointments so close to each other and since the issues of my male side are under control there was not much need for that.  For those who are not aware from previous postings, Cristy does not go to therapy to be treated on cross-dressing or anything else.  It is just a mere excuse that her male side cooked up along with the doctor so that she could have a safe environment in which to interact and where everybody else thinks of her as a genetic female (or so it seems so far after 13 visits over a 3 year period).

 

When discussing how would we handle payment for the session he said that my male side could bring it or that Cristy could send payment with someone else but that would be difficult.  It occurred to me that if I had a chance to dress the following Thursday (my dressing window would end on Friday) Cristy would drop by to pay herself.  I am hoping for this last option, as you can imagine.

 

Before the session came to an end, I told the doctor that I had plans to go to the mall and that I needed him to check if there was anything suspicious.  Again, all of the times I have been to the mall on my own I have worn pants and not dresses and this dress was short.  He did not see anything out of order, I greeted him goodbye and came down the stairs.  As I came down the secretary was still there but was on the phone again.  I just waved her goodbye and as she put the phone aside to say bye I told her that I might stop by on Thursday to pay for the session.  There was a guy in the waiting room and I just smiled, greeted him and went out the door.

 

I walked to my car and started driving to the mall. I arrived at the mall at around 6:30 and it was already dark. The mall was more crowded than I expected, and I had trouble finding a parking place.  I finally found one and walked towards the escalators.  My first stop was at a drugstore to get me some throat pills.  A guy who treated me like any other customer tended me.  He always used the female form and did not give any unusual or strange looks.  After paying I put the pills and change in my bag and went on my usual shoe store “pilgrimage”.  It is amazing how once you have attained self-confidence; the stomach butterflies are a thing of the past.  I do miss them but enjoy my outings more now that it is second nature.

 

I went in almost all the shoe stores in the mall and in all of them interacted with the clerks, who were usually female.  Again, there were no signs of anyone noticing I was not a woman.  Even though it was cold outside it was warm inside the mall and I got thirsty.  I walked to the food court to get me something to drink at a Burger King.  This time it was a man who tended me and all went smoothly.  While I was at the cashier a lady stood next to me and we smiled at each other.  She then said “Wow, you really look elegant”  I thanked her and told her that I had dressed like that because it was cold but it was too hot inside and that why I was getting something to drink.  Once I got my soda I said goodbye to the lady and looked for a table to sit.  I sat for about 5 minutes while I finished my soda and then got up, dropped the cup in the trash and walked towards the lady’s room.

 

When I got in the lady’s room there were two other women grooming themselves up.  I stood next to the long mirror and placed my bag on the vanity top to get my makeup out.  You have no idea how I felt when I saw my reflection and I was these two other ladies and I was one of them.  I was just another girl touching her makeup up before heading back home.  The reflection in the mirror was that of a confident woman and one that was at ease with her appearance.  I thought to myself, I look every bit as feminine as any of those other ladies.  I touched up my lips, as I did not need powder or eyeliner and headed out feeling more confident and womanly than never before.

 

Before leaving I went to a couple more shoe stores and then went to a kiosk to pay for parking.  Again I was kindly tended by a guy and walked to my car.  I then drove back home with my confidence all charged up.  I so needed this because it had been too long since I had been out in the wild at my own pace.  One more confidence booster was that I was wearing more flashy clothes and even then I did not receive any suspicious looks from anyone that I noticed.

 

Being out in the real world is the ultimate experience for a cross-dresser and once you taste the sweet nectar you just can’t live without it.  Dressing for staying in the confines of four walls is no longer as thrilling as it used to be.  I’d rather wait for a long period to dress and go out than dress often and remain caged.

 

I am really looking forward to this Thursday and the idea of going to the therapist office to pay for my session last Monday.  If you were able to get this far, I commend you for your perseverance and promise not to torture you with something like this again :-)

 

With my deepest respect and gratitude,

 

Cristy

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From Ape to Babe, Ramblings in Photo-Editing

June 4th, 2008 11:24 am MDT

From Ape to Babe – How Far Should a Cross-Dresser go with Digital Photo-Manipulation?

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.

 

… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…

 

Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.

 

… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.

I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U

 

A Justification… or Not.

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below).  

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue. 

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl

 

So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?

In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading.  

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

Hugs and best regards to all,

Cristy. 


 

 

 

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From Ape to Babe - How Far Should a Cross-Dresser go with Digital Photo-Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 11:22 am MDT

In the beginning there where men trying to look like women...

 

As soon as digital photography....

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From Ape to Babe - How Far Whould a Cross-Dresser go with Photo-Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 11:16 am MDT


In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…  

 

 As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of  

us, cross‐dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top  

of our wish list (second only to the temporary‐transformation pill).  At last, we  

would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for  

processing and the risks it involved.  

 

 Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for  

creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a  

dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web‐based community where  

TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo  

360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of  

friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also  

portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention  

Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use  

our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos  

with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we  

have for transforming ourselves into women.  

 

 Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world  

this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I  

am talking from a cross‐dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show  

our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give  

or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people  

who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as  

possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so  

that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are  

developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a  

profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it  

is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the  

woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity  

to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be  

completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people  

pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or  

photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like  

to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are  

not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they  

honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor  

beauty over intelligence, values or personality.  

 

In the case of cross‐dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more  

appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with  

being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful  

woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular,  

praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or  

those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to  

look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include  

myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other  

“girls” in our circles of friends.  

 

  … Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…  

 

 Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo  

editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us  

who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to  

resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our  

skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use  

Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so,  

how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?   

I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and  

following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with  

examples whenever possible.  

 

  … To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.  

 

 I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure  

of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and  

leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful  

since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it  

sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing  

tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me  

being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I.  

Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually,  

something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing  

deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we  

see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been  

heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following  

links and you tell me:  

 

 http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic‐design/photo‐retouching‐the‐delicate‐balance/  

 

 In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that  

Faith is already a gorgeous middle‐aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make  

her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and 

slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is  

removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the  

article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in  

detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples  

of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click  

on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it  

was before and then roll out to see the after again.  

 

 http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html  

   

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage  

and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the  

perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link  

below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is  

produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair  

we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a  

good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us  

are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects  

that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on  

their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure  

of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and  

exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with  

Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite  

unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:  

 

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U  

 

A Justification… or Not.  

 

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross‐dressers it is very  

hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is  

opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets,  

lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the  

difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo‐ 

manipulation?  

 

 If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty  

electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful  

women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?  

 

 If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In  

my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in  

reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better  

 

if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I 

know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave  

my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest  

and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to  

shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not  

believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the  

photos from then (see links below).   

 

 http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64 

501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/  

 

 It was after seeing how natural my tape‐produced cleavage looked that I thought I  

was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by  

superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that  

maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been  

touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in  

the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you  

agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I  

like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a  

note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the  

“authentic tape‐created cleavage” shown in the links above:  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/  

   

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo  

editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others)  

that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the  

way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should  

be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further  

illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I  

prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so  

babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend  

you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:  

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/  

   

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right,  

Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to  

cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA,  

please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting  

issue.   

 

 This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it  

clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory  

note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me  

the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages  

asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel,  

etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is  

often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the  

photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a  

matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started  

posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to  

mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the  

other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/  

   

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work  

shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have  

always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped  

me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and  

just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more  

feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting  

my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body  

snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been  

touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.    

I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I  

think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other  

words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone  

thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but  

for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all  

photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives  

me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this  

Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/ 

  

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr  

account:  

 

 http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/  

 

 I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much  

of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an  

acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one  

program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has  

told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for  

those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:  

 http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl  

   

 So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?  

 

 In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not  

hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my  

case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand  

how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed  

female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when  

they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like  

and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the  

photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but  

as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.  

 

 Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I  

have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the  

“virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own  

satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to 

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From Ape to Babe, How Far Should a Cross-dresser go with Photo Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 10:40 am MDT

 

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…

 

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

 

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

 

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

 

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.

 

 

… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…

 

Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.

 

 

… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.

 

I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

 

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

 

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

 

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html

 

 

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U

 

 

A Justification… or Not.

 

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

 

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

 

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below). 

 

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

 

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

 

 

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/

 

 

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue.

 

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/

 

 

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

 

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/

 

 

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

 

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

 

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl

 

 

 

So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?

 

In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

 

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading. 

 

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

 

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

 

Hugs and best regards to all,

 

Cristy. 

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From Ape to Babe – How Far Should a Cross-Dresser go with Digital Photo-Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 10:39 am MDT

 

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…

 

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

 

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

 

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

 

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.

 

 

… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…

 

Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.

 

 

… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.

 

I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

 

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

 

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

 

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html

 

 

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U

 

 

A Justification… or Not.

 

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

 

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

 

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below). 

 

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

 

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

 

 

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/

 

 

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue.

 

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/

 

 

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

 

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/

 

 

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

 

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

 

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl

 

 

 

So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?

 

In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

 

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading. 

 

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

 

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

 

Hugs and best regards to all,

 

Cristy. 

[Comment on this post]

From Ape to Babe – How Far Should a Cross-Dresser go with Digital Photo-Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 7:30 am MDT

 

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.


… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…


Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.


… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.


I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html


As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U


A Justification… or Not.


Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below). 

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/


Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/


How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue.

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/


I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/


Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl



So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?


In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading. 

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

Hugs and best regards to all,

Cristy.

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From Ape to Babe, How Far Should We Go?

June 4th, 2008 7:22 am MDT

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…

 

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

 

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

 

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

 

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.

 

 

… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…

 

Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.

 

 

… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.

 

I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

 

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

 

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

 

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html

 

 

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U

 

 

A Justification… or Not.

 

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

 

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

 

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below). 

 

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

 

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

 

 

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/

 

 

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue.

 

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/

 

 

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

 

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/

 

 

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

 

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

 

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl

 

 

 

So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?

 

In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

 

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading. 

 

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

 

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

 

Hugs and best regards to all,

 

Cristy. 

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From Ape to Babe – How Far Should a Cross-Dresser go with Digital Photo-Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 7:20 am MDT

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…

 

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

 

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

 

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

 

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.

 

 

… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…

 

Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.

 

 

… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.

 

I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

 

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

 

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

 

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html

 

 

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U

 

 

A Justification… or Not.

 

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

 

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

 

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below). 

 

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

 

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

 

 

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/

 

 

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue.

 

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/

 

 

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

 

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/

 

 

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

 

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

 

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl

 

 

 

So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?

 

In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

 

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading. 

 

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

 

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

 

Hugs and best regards to all,

 

Cristy. 

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From Ape to Babe – How Far Should a Cross-Dresser go with Digital Photo-Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 7:19 am MDT

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…

 

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

 

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

 

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

 

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.

 

 

… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…

 

Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.

 

 

… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.

 

I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

 

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

 

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

 

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html

 

 

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U

 

 

A Justification… or Not.

 

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

 

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

 

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below). 

 

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

 

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

 

 

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/

 

 

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue.

 

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/

 

 

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

 

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/

 

 

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

 

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

 

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl

 

 

 

So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?

 

In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

 

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading. 

 

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

 

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

 

Hugs and best regards to all,

 

Cristy. 

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From Ape to Babe – How Far Should a Cross-Dresser go with Digital Photo-Manipulation?

June 4th, 2008 7:01 am MDT

In the Beginning There Were Men Trying to Look like Women…

 

As soon as digital photography became available to the masses, I am sure that all of us, cross-dressers, saw and took advantage of an opportunity that was near the top of our wish list (second only to the temporary-transformation pill).  At last, we would be able to take photos of ourselves without having to take the film for processing and the risks it involved.

 

Almost a decade has gone by and digital photography combined with the means for creating a female persona to interact with other people like us, has certainly been a dream come true for most of us.  There is rarely a web-based community where TGirls in general and CDs in particular have not created a niche.  MySpace, Yahoo 360, Hi5, Facebook, Flickr, YouTube, to name a few, allow us to have a circle of friends with whom to share this important aspect of our lives.  There are also portals dedicated exclusively to the TG community and here I have to mention Urnotalone as a pioneer and the place where many of us made our debut.  We use our profiles to share and exchange ideas, thoughts, feelings, and, of course, photos with those who understand us in every way because they have the same passion we have for transforming ourselves into women.

 

Digital photography is one of the means through which we can share with the world this other side of ourselves and, arguably, the most important (keep in mind that I am talking from a cross-dresser’s point of view).  It is through photos that we show our friends how good and how far are we able to go in our transformation and give or ask for help in improving our image.  We do this within a community of people who know what it is all about and accept us as men trying to look as female as possible.  Having a physical or visual image that matches our pretended gender so that others can relate to this woman they are meeting and with whom they are developing a friendship is very important.  How many times have we come across a profile that says that the owner will not add any faceless person as a friend?   Yes, it is important to have a face and, even better to have a complete body, to make the woman we pretend to be, appear real to others.  Now, unless we get an opportunity to, eventually, meet in person with all these friends, there is no way we can ever be completely sure that “she” is for real.  Every day we see profiles of people pretending to be TGirls showing photos that are so obviously of genetic females or photos that are evidently photomontages.  Rather than judging these people I’d like to think that in their need to give life to an image that, for various reasons, they are not able to produce themselves, they rely on photos that depict the appearance they honestly wished they had.  After all, we live in societies that, sadly enough, favor beauty over intelligence, values or personality.

 

In the case of cross-dressers and maybe all other TGirls, beauty is even more appreciated than in the case of real women because we are not only contempt with being able to pass for a female but all the better if we can pass for a beautiful woman.  It is no surprise then, that “beautiful” TGirls are often more popular, praised and admired than those who can totally pass for average looking females or those who are the intellectuals and activists of our community.  There is a strive to look as pretty as possible; in some cases to satisfy our own needs, and I include myself here, and in other cases to gain the acceptance and admiration of the other “girls” in our circles of friends.

 

 

… Then, Along Came Photoshop and a Dilemma…

 

Another field that developed parallel to digital photography was digital photo editing and its power horse, Photoshop.  Yes, we are talking magic here.  All of us who have come across Photoshop and learned the basics have not been able to resist exploring all the possibilities that are limited only by our imagination and our skills using the program.  The dilemma that we face now is:  Is it valid to use Photoshop or any other photo editing program to touch up our photos?  And if so, how much of that magic should we use without being deceitful or distorting reality?  I am sure that there are diverse opinions and points of view in this regard and following I will try to give you my outlook on this topic and will illustrate with examples whenever possible.

 

 

… To Deceive or not to Deceive… That is the Question.

 

I started using Photoshop to eliminate red eye and to correct the color and exposure of my photos.  Then, I used it to eliminate chest hair when I wore revealing tops, and leg hair when I did not wear double hose.  I did not consider this practice deceitful since it was the equivalent to shaving my body. I do not have thick body hair but it sure is noticeable and disgusting and prevented me from wearing more revealing tops and/or skirts with bare legs and sandals.  My wife is not comfortable with me being shaved all the time and since I am a male 99% of the time, neither am I. Consequently, Photoshop provides the best means for me to achieve, virtually, something I can do, in reality, only on rare occasions.  Is this level of photo editing deceitful?  I guess we could consider it a mild deception but don’t all the photos we see on printed advertisement and on beauty magazines have, in most cases, been heavily touched up?  If you think that is not the case, just take a look at the following links and you tell me:

 

http://blog.sessions.edu/graphic-design/photo-retouching-the-delicate-balance/

 

In the previous link you see the before and after photo of Faith Hill.  Granted that Faith is already a gorgeous middle-aged woman, they manipulate her photo to make her look a lot younger and shapely.  Notice how her face is made smoother and slimmer as well as her arm.  Also notice how the little hump showing on her back is removed and the clavicle is made less prominent.  I have not read the text of the article sent to me by my dear friend Laura Recinos just recently, but it explains in detail how it was done.  The following link provides even more dramatic examples of how a professional touches up photos from famous people for magazines.  Click on each thumbnail and then roll the mouse over the enlarged photo to see how it was before and then roll out to see the after again.

 

http://glennferon.com/portfolio1/index.html

 

 

As you can see, all wrinkles are gone, boobs are made larger and with more cleavage and every little imperfection is taken care of to present a perfect image.  This is the perfect image we all seek and strive for but, as the Dove commercial, in the link below, clearly states, it is an unrealistic and unattainable beauty standard since it is produced electronically.  Yes, every gorgeous girl with a perfect body, face and hair we see in all sorts of magazine adds is not as perfect as she seems to be.  Having a good raw material to start with makes the task easier but the photos they show us are idealizations achieved through the manipulation of photos of beautiful subjects that are close but not quite there and, in some cases, not even close to perfection, on their own.  Every woman, and I count here TGirls too, would like to have the figure of a Barbie Doll or Jessica Rabbit but we know that their extremely slim waists and exaggerated proportions can only be produced in plastic or drawing and lately, with Photoshop.  Our ideal of beauty has become, thanks to photo editing, quite unrealistic.  Take a look at the Dove commercial now:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hibyAJOSW8U

 

 

A Justification… or Not.

 

Where does reality end and deception begin?  In the case of cross-dressers it is very hard to define since we are already being deceitful by presenting an image that is opposite to our real gender.  Wigs, makeup, breast forms, hip padding, corsets, lashes, nails, etc. are the physical tools we use to create an illusion.  What is the difference then, between that and getting similar results with digital photo-manipulation?

 

If gorgeous models, actresses and singers have their already outstanding beauty electronically enhanced why shouldn’t us, ugly men trying to look like beautiful women, do it too?  After all, we need it a lot more than they do.  Don’t you agree?

 

If you ask me, I think we are entitled to do it; but how far should we go with it?  In my opinion, we should go as far as to reproduce what we are able to achieve in reality if we have the opportunity.  What I mean by this is:  if I know I can look better if I shave my body but can’t do it all the time then why not get a virtual shave?  If I know, I can produce a decent cleavage with tape and padding when I get to shave my chest then why not simulate it with Photoshop?  I used to just remove the chest and leg hair with Photoshop until one time, a little over a year ago, that I got to shave my whole body and produced a pretty decent cleavage with tape.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror and even now, when I see the photos from then (see links below). 

 

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=64501063&albumID=1148889&imageID=11241782

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2420393557/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/999288280/

 

It was after seeing how natural my tape-produced cleavage looked that I thought I was entitled to get Photoshop implants by either shading the flat chest or by superimposing and blending real boobs from real girls (it just occurred to me that maybe some of the boobies I have used for my photos might have already been touched up LOL).  I will be the first to admit that I have gotten a bit carried away in the chest size and cleavage but if you are going to do it then do it right, don’t you agree?  The links below show a few of the photos where I have incurred in what I like to call “Photoshop Implants”.  Every time I post this type of photos I include a note stating that the breasts are not real.  Please notice the difference with the “authentic tape-created cleavage” shown in the links above:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2467940763/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2264700419/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

 

 

Up to this point I believe it is still justifiable, in my humble opinion, to use photo editing.  Why?  Because I have proven to myself (I do it first for me not for others) that I can achieve similar results in real life when I get a chance to shave.  By the way, my wife has agreed to let me shave my chest the next time I dress which should be on the second week of June 2008, if all works out as planned.  In order to further illustrate the two levels of photo improvement that I am comfortable posting I prepared an image showing the “hairy” Cristy (ape), the “No Cleavage” Cristy (not so babe) and the “Virtual Breast Augmentation” Cristy (arguably babe).  I recommend you see the original size (if it fits in your screen).  The link is:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828866/

 

 

How far should I go?  I’d like you to tell me.  Would you rather see, from left to right, Ape Cristy, Flat and hairless Cristy or Babe Cristy?  In Yahoo 360 you will be able to cast your vote in the poll at the bottom but if you read this in MySpace or URNA, please leave a short note with your point of view in this “shallow” but interesting issue.

 

This writing should not be taken for a confession, because I have always made it clear that I am not smooth most of the time and have also included an explanatory note whenever I post photos showing enhanced breasts.  The reason that gave me the idea to write about this topic is that, lately, I have gotten several messages asking me about my new implants and if I am happy with them, how do they feel, etc.  I have also been asked about when am I having my SRS!  It is evident that, as is often the case, we are so busy with other things that we just take a quick look at the photos and do not bother or have the time to read the captions below them.  As a matter of fact I posted a before and after photo almost a year ago when I first started posting photos with “virtual implants” since it has never been my intention to mislead anyone.  For those of you who have not seen it, here is the link (as with the other photos, I recommend you see it in large size):

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/967913811/

 

 

I am not an expert with Photoshop and am far from achieving the kind of work shown in the before and after photos seen in the links at the top.  However, I have always been good with computers and have an artistic background that has helped me find my way around the program.  Therefore, I have experimented further and just for fun have explored other manipulations that make me appear to have a more feminine appearance by altering the body shape in my own photos or simply putting my face on top of gorgeous GG bodies (a technique I like to call “virtual body snatching”).  I don’t know if any of those bodies I have used have, in turn, been touched up before but they serve the purpose of having some fun in “wonderland”.   I have shared some of them with close friends but have never posted any before, as I think this is far from reality and something I could not achieve on my own.  In other words, I find these images completely deceptive and would not like to have anyone thinking they are real.  For the first time ever I will post some of them on Flickr but for that I have created a new account in which I make very clear that they are all photomontages or extreme manipulations of my own photos.  Yes, it is fun and gives me great satisfaction but it is not real.  Following is the link to the home page for this Flickr profile.  From there you can go to the photo pages.

 

http://www.flickr.com/people/27290011@N07/

 

 

Also, here is a link to the one photo of this kind I will post in my regular Flickr account:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2549828858/

 

I am fully aware that after seeing these last photos you will be wondering how much of the photos I post in my profiles and my real Flickr account is really me.  It is an acceptable conclusion once I have shown the magic that can be made with just one program and there is nothing I can do about it.  However, as a very dear friend has told me a number of times, my videos are proof of how I really look like and for those of you who are doubtful, here is the link to my YouTube profile:

 

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=cristy98girl

 

 

 

So, After all the Rambling, is There Anything to Conclude?

 

In conclusion, I think that it is all a game of make believe and as long as we do not hurt anyone else we should be entitled to do whatever we feel appropriate.  In my case, I prefer to be honest and make things clear from the start but can understand how other people go for deception in their attempt to give life to a much needed female persona that matches their ideals and standards.  However, I prefer when they state from the beginning that the photos show how they wish they looked like and not when they try to mislead others into thinking it is really them in the photo(s).  In the case of the latter, the first person they are fooling is themselves but as long as they enjoy it and do not harm anyone in the process, then so be it.

 

Some of you might agree or disagree with my opinion and you are entitled to it.  I have expressed my very own point of view with regards to this topic and I do the “virtual shaving” and “Photoshoped Implants” first and foremost for my own satisfaction; knowing full well that I can achieve similar results if I get a chance to shave all my body.  In such cases, I have always made it clear whenever I think it might be misleading. 

 

From now on I might continue posting my “body and face alterations” and my “ virtual body snatching” photos exclusively in the new Fickr account, where I will not post any regular photos of me.  I am still debating if I should post the original next to the manipulation in the case of those photos that are not my own since I have not used them with permission.  I am also debating if I should open the profile to friend adds and the photos to comments but once you read this document, the decisions will have been made and maybe a Pandora Box will be opening.  It seems that in this virtual world our appearance will be composed of our own raw material and our, or other people’s, skills to enhance it.  We will eventually get to the point where it is not only about how good or bad we look but also how good can our photos be enhanced by ourselves or by others.

 

It seems that I just can’t keep a blog entry short but if you were able to stand the reading to this point, we have finally reached the end :-).  Thank you for your interest and I will appreciate your feedback if you consider it appropriate.

 

Hugs and best regards to all,

 

Cristy. 

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My Seventh visit to the Shrink

November 26th, 2007 6:11 pm MST



Ok, it has been six weeks since my last and seventh visit tothe therapist and the next one will be this week on November 27 (actually,tomorrow).  I thought about waitinguntil then and write about the two together but decided to keep them separateand shorter than usual, if I can.

 

I will begin by repeating something I explained since myfirst blog about my visits, regarding my motives to go to the therapist asCristy.  It seems like many of youbelieve that I go there for therapeutic reasons when it is, actually, only anexcuse to have a safe and controlled environment where I can go from time totime without much of the risk that my wife tries to avoid when I go out as agirl.  As many of you might recall,I started going to therapy as a male to get help with an anger management issuethat, after almost two years, I can proudly say is a think of the past.  However, I continue to go every otherweek in boy mode because I find it refreshing and a good way to vent whateveris going on in my life at the moment. Since my first visit I was open to the doctor and told him about mybeing a cross-dresser and explained to him what it was all about since he hadno experience in the field. Several months later, it occurred to me that it would provide a safeenvironment for Cristy to be out and about given that we had discussed my needto go out with my wife and she was concerned about my safety.  I asked my wife first and she agreed andthen asked the doctor and he said that he had no problem with it.  I was clear with him that it would bejust an excuse and that we could talk about anything and not necessarily TGissues.  He suggested that AnaCristina García would have to register as a new female patient and get her own record.  I did just that and to this date onlythe doctor knows that Cristy is not a woman.  I can’t assure that nobody suspects but so far I have notreceived any signs of that and neither has the doctor.

 

During all the years of useless therapy in my teens andearly twenties, I dreamt about going to therapy as Cristy but never got thenerve to ask and I am not sure if I would have dared.  Now, here I am talking about a seventh appointment andgetting ready for the eight.  Eachtime I go out there I try to go somewhere else but that is not always possible.  Twice I had gone out with mysister-in-law but all the other times she has been either busy or out oftown.  This seventh time she wasaway on business and guess what? She will also be away the day I go out for the eight appointment.  I will try to talk my wife into lettingme go to the mall by myself but I can’t hope for much.  Ok, but let’s get on with the story…

 

Since the previous time I had decided on what outfit to wearfor the next visit.  It was time towear pants again so I choose a pair of blue pants with white stripes, a redwoven top and my 4 ½ red platform peep-toe heels.  You have seen the previews on flickr and on the previousblog entry but here are the links to some other photos and a variation I triedwearing a scarf around my neck after returning from the therapist.

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365182/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2066567371/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2066567645/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2066567579/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365746/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2066567937/

 

I got there 15 minutes early and as soon as I rang the bellthe secretary opened the door and greeted me with a big smile.  We both seemed to be happy to see eachother.  I had called the weekbefore to confirm the appointment and she was very happy to her from methen.  She is a very sweet girl andwe seem to get along very well even when I go there as a guy.  If only she knew. Or does she suspect?  I don’t know but as far as I can tellshe does not show any signs of suspicion. Once I came in I noticed that this time there were no other people inthe waiting room.  I sat down in myusual seat and started chatting with the secretary.  I have always shown interest in her college studies andasked her about how she was doing. She replied that she had completed her curricula and was ready for thefinal arrangements for graduation. I already knew that because she had told my male self about it.  Knowing what she would tell meI hadrehearsed my response and with my most feminine reaction and voice ofexcitement congratulated her.  Wetalked about how proud she and her parents must have felt and I commended herfor her effort on working all day, going to college at night and then go backhome to do homework.  It isadmirable, indeed, how so many women do that around the globe.  And men still doubt that women are thebetter and strongest gender!  Itmakes me feel proud about being, at least, a part time woman.

 

After that, she asked me if I had had a haircut.  How is it that women always noticethose things?  I must admit that asmuch as I like to emulate women, I never notice those things.  Heck, I don’t even notice when my wifegets a haircut.  Did the secretaryhave a reason for asking that?  Yesshe had and I was prepared for it too. As a matter of fact I was wearing, for the first time, my brand newwig.  It is exactly the same brand,model and color as the other but since this is new, it has more luster and abit less body making my hair look thinner and more straight.  So, I replied that I did not had ahaircut but that I had my hair ironed. She said that it looked great and I felt very flattered.  I don’t know if it was an honestopinion since women are always complimenting each other without necessarilymeaning it.  For some reason womentry to make other women feel good about themselves and as women emulators, we,cross-dressers, do the same.  It issort of a bond and pact of conduct that is totally foreign to men.  Notice that I keep referring to womenas if I were not one.  The fact isthat I am not one and we all know it. I only try to emulate one the best I can and for more on this you canread my previous blog entry entitled “A Prelude to the Seventh to the Shrink”.  But I digress form the main topic solet me go on.  After the shortexplanation I thanked her and asked her if she really thought I looked betterand she said that she thought so. I was on cloud nine.  Here Iwas, a woman, talking to another woman (a real one) about hairstyles and havingmy hair done and typical girlie talk. This was a first ever for me with someone that is not really close tome.

 

The conversation continued for some more time.  We talked about the weather since itwas a particularly cold day and she was wearing like two sweaters and was stillshivering.  I have always lovedcold weather and I was only wearing my long-sleeve woven top. When I heardsomeone coming down the stairs I new it was about time to go up.  A lady came down and greeted us.  I greeted her back as she said goodbyeto the secretary.  The phone rangand the secretary told me that the doctor was ready to see me.  I got up and walked up the stairs tothe doctor’s office.

 

As I was finishing to climb the stairs, the doctor came outto greet me and we shook hands.  Inoticed that he stared at me with a look of surprise and he said “wow,Cristina, you are particularly tall today!”  I smiled and after saying hello got in his office.  As I walked in I slipped and almostfell down.  The doctor reacted andtried to hold me but I was able to keep myself from falling.  He then mentioned that they had justpolished the floor.  I showed himthe reason why I looked taller and we joked about how hard a fall would it hadbeen with those gargantuan heels. I mentioned that they are very high but very comfortable to wear andwalk on.  As a matter of fact, Ilove how they feel on.

 

Once I sat down he also mentioned that my breast lookedlarger than usual and I told him that it was the second time I was wearing mybreast forms there and that maybe he perceived them larger because the top Iwas wearing this time was tighter. I then filled him in about the highlights of my conversation with thesecretary and he also mentioned that now that I had told him he was able to seethe difference in my hair  (as I said,men do not notice these things). In his opinion I looked better with the older wig.  He said that he liked women’s hair withmore volume.

 

We talked about this and that and were even able to exchangethoughts on what it meant to be a cross-dresser and for the first time I feltthat I was getting something out of my Cristy time at the therapist.  It was never the intention but since itis unavoidable to talk about men dressed as women when I go as Cristy it wasonly natural.  I have always knownthat it is all about the illusion and the clothes and makeup but I never had itso clear in my mind.  I guess thatfrom now on there will be some more substance from future visits rather thanjust killing an hour of time. After philosophizing about cross-dressing, I asked him how would hedescribe Ana Cristina.  I couldnotice by his expression that I was putting him on the spot but he proceeded togive an answer.  He started givingadjectives that he thought applied to me. He said Cristy was tall, that she was cute and looked younger than herage (insert big smile here) that she smelled good, that she was a dresser andwas always elegant and showed class. He also said that she was very ladylike and that she had a veryappealing smile.  Being my worstcritic I added:  “and she has ahuge nose and has bubbles of air in her head”.  He admitted that my nose was big but that it was not agiveaway.  I will have to disagreewith him on that.  If there is onething I would physically change in me it would be my nose.  I can live with all the other malefeatures but am not too happy about my big fat nose :D

 

After that I asked him what he thought of my male self andhe described him pretty much as he is. He forgot to mention that he did not look too bad as a girl but I canforgive that LOL.  When time was upI shook his hand and said goodbye. I walked down to the secretary’s desk, paid, talked for a couple ofminutes and we then kissed each other goodbye as I congratulated her on heracademic achievement again.

 

When I got in the car I called my wife to tell her that Iwould go to a specialty grocery store that sells Spanish goods.  It is located about 100 meters down thestreet from the doctor’s office and I had mentioned her that I might venture inthere after my appointment.  Shesaid that it was ok but that I should be careful.  I got in the car and drove to the parking lot of thestore.  As I got down I walked pasta lady that used to live next door to me when I was a kid.  I used to play with her children andshe is still a good friend of my mother’s even thought they don’t see eachother often.  Obviously she did notrecognize me and we smiled to each other as I got in the store.  I say obviously because I am sure thatshe would have had a hard time recognizing me in my male mode after so manyyears.

 

I got in the store and noticed people looking at me prettymuch in the same way as anyone else coming in the store.  As I moved around nobody seemed to careabout me and when I went past some other costumers, mostly females, we wouldsmile at each other or just mind our own business.  I noticed some looks but to my interpretation more in thelines of  “that is one tall lady”.  Believe me, here in Guatemala if anyonenotices a guy in a dress they will not be able to let the event go withoutgiving some noticeable signs.  I amnot saying that I will fool everyone all of the time and am sure that manytimes people might give second thoughts but so far none has confronted me or givensigns of awareness.  In any case,what matters is that I enjoy my time as Cristy and I try not to mind otherpeople or fidget around to detect any unusual reactions.  Passing is totally secondary to havinga good experience and enjoying ourselves.

 

Once I found what I was looking for I grabbed a shoppingbasket and put the goodies in.  Icontinued wondering around until I got to the seafood section.  They had some deliciously looking stonecrab legs that I just could not resist so I asked a female clerk if she couldweight some of the packages for me. She helped me weighting several packages until we found one that had theright weight.  She was friendly andvery polite and we interacted in a normal way.  After that she tagged the package with the price and Iheaded for the checkout counter. The cashier there was less friendly but not rude either.  I gave her the information she neededfor the invoice, paid in cash and headed out for the car.  I got in the car feeling pretty goodabout the experience, called my wife once again and told her that I was on myway home but that I would stop by a MacDonald’s drive through to get somelunch.  I got to the drive throughline, ordered on the speaker and felt great again when the people therereferred to me as a female (thank God that Spanish has a distinctive form formale and female adjectives and nouns). I drove back home and was so thrilled about the experience and thesensations and thoughts that I did not eat any of the junk food I had gotten.

 

Unlike other times when, after coming back to my parent’shome, I start changing into different outfits and taking lots of photos, Iwondered around and did regular things in the outfit I had worn out.  I took some video and took severalphotos with that same outfit and a couple of hours later changed into a sundressand took some photos with it and that was it for me.  Here are the links to the videos and the photos wearing thesundress:

 

Videos:

 

English: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YN5zrH1xcpg

 

Spanish: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9UjHAAKbT28

 

 

Photos in the sundress:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365056/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365114/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2066567435/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365354/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2067365578/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/2066567841/

 

I was contempt and feeling pretty good.  I had been out once again and wasfeeling so good that I did not need to try many things to feel validated in thefemale role I was playing.  Ienjoyed the feeling and focused on enjoying it rather than on trying all thenew dresses and shoes I had brought. There would be other opportunities for that.  As I was starting to change my wife called and said that shewas on her way there to help me with taking pictures and I told her that I wasalready winding down and was about to take my makeup off and take a shower tohead for home.  She was surprised thatafter almost four months of not dressing I was calling this session short andto be honest, I was surprised too. I realized that it is no longer so much about rehearsal time as it isabout taking the stage and play the role. It is no longer so much about taking photos and video as it is about enjoyingmyself out there in the real world. I’d rather wait 3 months for a good chance to go out than dress once aweek within the confines of my home or my parent’s home.

 

Tomorrow I will go to the shrink for the eight time and Ican’t assure that I will feel the same but I know that I will do my best toenjoy every second of my time out. I hope this time it does not take too long for me to write a blog aboutit.

 

Hugs to all,

 

Cristy.

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A Prelude to the Seventh at the Shrink

October 25th, 2007 9:05 pm MDT

Some say that seven is a lucky number and when it comes to going out and having a good time pretending to be a girl any number can be thought of as lucky.  In any case, my seventh time to the therapist as Cristy was a very special one not because of what I did or what I wore but for the feelings and realizations I experienced.  These feelings, thoughts and realizations are not new but they have never been so clear to me.

 

It had been three and a half months since the last time I had dressed and gone out and I was really in need.  However, I have noticed lately that I’d rather wait for a long time between dressings if that means I will get to go out as Cristy.  It seems that the point is no longer taking photos and video while being within the confines of my or my parent’s home.  Like most of us I believe that the ultimate thrill as a cross-dresser is being able to be out in the real world and do things that any regular person (i.e. a woman) would do.  In this realm, passing is only a bonus.  Some of us are lucky to be able to pass most of the time and some not but what really matters in the end is that we are pleased with ourselves and that we have a good time while dressed and acting as a woman.  Please notice that I say “dressed and acting” and not “feeling or being” for which man can claim that he knows how it feels to be a woman?  We could argue that there are some feelings and behaviors that are typically male or female but not necessarily exclusive to one or the other.  As human beings males and females have more similarities than differences when it comes to thinking and feeling.  Arguably, it is the psyche and/or the soul that we could think of having a particular gender.  A male to female transsexual most likely has a female psyche and soul and therefore is able to feel and think like a woman but a heterosexual CD like me has a male psyche and soul and therefore can only speculate on what it is to feel or be a female.  I will leave the philosophical ramblings for future blogs but I felt it was important to set the record straight in that I never think of myself as being a woman.  I am basically a male who enjoys to, occasionally, play the role of a female with regards to appearance and mannerisms.

 

What is the thrill of dressing and going out all about then?  In my case, and I would suggest that it is the same for most heterosexual CDs, it is about the clothes, makeup, accessories and mannerisms that make others perceive me more as a female than as a male.  I am an actor playing a role and the more I am able to play it with success the more thrilling it is and the more satisfaction I derive from it.  It is a role that I feel an urge to play and one that I specialize in.  Staying home and taking photos and video could be thought of as the rehearsal and going out is being on stage performing in front of a real audience.  If I play my role well it means that I am able to pass and fool most people around me and if I goof I will be booed or criticized.  But it is not the audience approval what I mainly seek nor will criticism bring me down.  What I seek is fulfilling this need to play the role within certain domains that deal mainly in the realms of appearance and mannerisms.  I will not deny that passing is a wonderful reward and the ultimate proof of a job well done but the opportunity to play the part is rewarding enough.

 

I get a lot of satisfaction when I am taken for a woman but if the time came where someone confronted me I would gladly explain to him or her what it is all about and try to make him or her understand why there are people like me and why we need to do it.  To me it is equally thrilling when someone who knows (i.e. my sister-in-law) tells me that I totally look the part than when I am able to sustain a conversation with a person who takes me for an actual female (i.e the doctor’s secretary) and does not show signs of doubts about it.

 

For what I have learnt from my own experience and fellow cross-dressers we all feel this ultimate need to go out dressed as a girl even in those cases when one knows that it is not likely that one will pass.  The thrill of dressing in private gives us some satisfaction but it pales next to the thrill of being out in the real world.  Depending on our individual skills and experience playing the role we will seek more or less public places yet the thrill of being out is just the same.  I remember that my first times out in dark or lonely places with my limited skills were every bit as thrilling as my recent visits to the therapist or outings with my sister-in-law.  Perhaps those early outings were even more thrilling and exciting because of their novelty.  I no longer feel my heart heavily pounding like I used to in those early days.  I guess that as I gain more confidence in playing the role with success the heavy pounding gives way to serenity and awareness of what I am about to do.  I do not intend to be pretentious for it has taken me 30 years to be where I am today with regards to my cross-dressing.  I have had my share of boos, criticism and odd looks over the years and it is only now that, thanks to feedback from my dear Internet friends, that I am able to play the role in a satisfying way.  By that I mean that it is satisfying to me and my expectations and not that of those who interact with me and take me for a female.

 

Many times I wished that someone would notice something and confront me.  Putting modesty aside I think I do a good job product of those 30 years of playing the role and it would be every bit as satisfying to receive a compliment for a good and fairly convincing transformation than passing flawlessly for a woman.  I have been tempted to reveal myself a couple of times but I would not risk getting an unexpected reaction.  Having said this, I go back to the point that it is all about the clothes, the makeup, the accessories and mannerisms that allow me to achieve the illusion of appearing to be a female.  Therefore, I dare to say that the excitement a heterosexual CD gets from dressing is all about the “illusion”; about the “transformation”.  The more we look like a woman the more excited we get and the same applies when we see other males transformed.  Some mistake this “attraction for the illusion and the transformation for attraction to the person performing it.  In my case, and again I would argue that it might be the same for most heterosexual CDs, I have it clear in my mind that the fact that I get some sort of arousal when I see a man that looks so much like a woman has nothing to do with the person and all to do with the illusion.  When a male is able to blur the line and look convincingly as a female we, heterosexual CDs, feel a particular tingle in our senses that should not be confused for attraction for the person bending the gender lines (in terms of appearance).  This is the same tingle that we experience when we feel and see ourselves all dressed up looking back in the mirror.  We get aroused by the “illusion” whether it is performed by us or by others and it should not be confused for attraction towards the person performing it.  As a matter of fact, when the illusion is performed close to perfection we keep looking for signs or hints that confirm that we are looking at a male and not a real female.  This is why passing for a woman could be less thrilling than having someone say: “Wow, you are a guy and for a while you got me fooled thinking that you were a real girl”.  This is also why we might be tempted to reveal our secret to a total stranger while out and about.  What is the purpose of playing the role if there is no one to appreciate how well you play it when confronted with reality?

 

Ok, enough of this for now.  I know that most of you were expecting me to talk about my outing and see photos and videos but I needed to get these thoughts out of the way before proceeding to the more frivolous stories about Cristy’s successes in the real world.   I promise that the next entry will be about that seventh time to the shrink and will post photos and videos related to it.  For now, I leave you with a link to a photo showing what I wore out.

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/1752303607/

 

I hope that you find this writing interesting and worth reading and that some of you are able to identify with my conclusions.

 

A big hug to each and every one of you.

 

Cristy

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My Sixth Visit to the Shrink

July 6th, 2007 11:08 am MDT

Dearest friends,

 

Before I bore you to death with my story here I would like to let you know that even though I have read all your comments and messages in my different sites and am very flattered and thankful to have so many wonderful and dear friends.  I will be away on vacation with my family from July 7 until July 23 but thought I’d made the effort to write this new epic before leaving.  During my vacation I will not have access to the Internet.  I want you all to know that I miss you heaps and hope to be back in action soon.  The next paragraph is a message in Spanish so you can skip it if you don’t speak the language.

 

Hugs,

Crsity

 

Queridas amigas,

 

Primero que todo quiero darles las gracias por sus lindos mensajes y muestras de cariño. Las extraño mucho pero me hace sentir muy bien el saber que, a pesar de estar algo alejada, ustedes siguen siendo muy especiales conmigo.  A partir de mañana, 7 de julio saldré de vacaciones al extranjero con mi familia por dos semanas y no tender acceso a Internet.  Por la premura de mi viaje ya no me fue posible escribir la historia en castellano pero les prometo que las próximas volverán a estar en los dos idiomas.  Quiero que sepan que las extraño muchísimo y siempre están en mis pensamientos y oraciones.

 

Besos,

Cristy

 

 

NOW, ON TO THE STORY (please give your opinion in the poll at the end)

 

 

A week prior to my appointment as Cristy I had had an appointment in male mode and had set the date and time with the doctor for Wednesday, June 20 at 11 a.m.,.  We agreed that he would tell the secretary that Cristy had called him on his cell phone, from Miami, to set the appointment and that I would call later to confirm it.  On the following Monday, two days before the appointment, I called the secretary and this time I did not have to remind her who it was.  She recognized my voice and told me that the doctor had already informed her about my appointment.  I told her that it was calling to confirm and that it was going to be nice to see her again.

 


On Wednesday, I got up early, took a shower and drove down to my parents home where I had set the stage the day before in order to save time.  I had brought all my feminine needs including two new pieces of hardware that I was dying to try on and was sure would make a noticeable difference in my appearance.  I am talking about my brand new Amoena Classic Contact 351 breast forms and my new waist cincher (see links below).

 

http://www.thebreastformstore.com/amoena-contact351-breastforms.aspx

 

http://www.amazon.com/Love-Fifi-Ultimate-Cincher/dp/B0002ZQWZA/ref=pd_sbs_a_1_img/105-9327914-6378811#moreAboutThisProduct

 

I can now say, and you will judge when you see the pics, that both have been wonderful investments.  Can you believe that I did not have any breast forms or corsets before?  I don’t know why I waited so long but am glad I finally decided to get some and will never leave home without them ever again.

 

So, I got to my parent’s home at around 7:30.  I had already decided on what to wear and was hopping that this time I would be able to be ready early enough to get to the shrink’s office ahead of time to have some chat time with the secretary.  As soon as I got there all clean and shaven (beard only) I took my forms out of their cases and set them in place by just pressing them to my chest.  The feel was so natural and they stuck strongly even with a fairly haired chest.  I put on a long T-shirt with no bra and started the ritual of making my face up.  I could feel my breasts bounce and move in harmony with every movement I made.  Finally, I was able to feel what it was like to have my own breasts!!!  To those of you who are thinking about it, it is definitely worth every penny and to those of you who already have yours, you know what I am talking about.

 

It took me two and a half hours to get ready and my breast forms stayed perfectly in place, without a bra, for all that time.  Putting on a bra had a complete new meaning this time.  There was really something to cover and hold and it felt so nice.  I remember Mary Kabuki describing this feeling to me and I was now able to confirm her description.  After putting my bra on I then put the waist cincher and tightened it as much as I could.  I wished I had had help in this matter but was able to manage alone.  I did this before putting my fingernails because I was afraid to damage them with the pulling of the strings.  Under the cincher I was wearing panties and had improvised some hip padding with old shoulder pads.  When I looked in the mirror I could not believe my eyes!  I was mesmerized and thought that it was too bad that I was not fully shaved so that I could wear something more revealing.  I had to settle for a long black skirt with a black top and my black boots that I got in Montreal.  The outfit covered all that needed to be covered and at the same time was somehow flattering to my newly achieved figure.  I put on my press-on fingernails, a tad of perfume and as soon as I had all my feminine necessities in my purse I was ready to leave.  The links below show the outfit I was wearing:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261172/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261276/

 

For the first time in six visits to the shrink I was ready a half an hour early and had time to get into character.  I decided that it would be a nice touch to bring something for the secretary and the doctor so before driving to the doctor’s office I drove to a small mall nearby and went to a coffee shop to get some cookies for them.  I parked the car in the basement, got off and took the escalators to the second floor.  I was feeling totally feminine especially with my new form-giving gadgets and was not nervous at all.  As usual, I tried not to be self-conscious and minded my own business.  I got in the coffee shop and asked one of the ladies there if they sold cookies by the pound.  She greeted me and showed me what they had.  I told her that I needed two lb-bags of assorted cookies.  While she was putting the cookies in the bags I had some small talk with her about the weather and then she said “Mam, if you’d like to go ahead and pay before I am done you can do it”.  I went to the cashier and there was an older man ahead of me in the line.  He was done paying but was still standing in line.  When he saw me he said, “Adelante señorita”  “Go ahead miss”  Wow, I was happy to be perceived as a young woman imagine how I, a 46-year-old CD felt when he thought of me as a señorita!!!!  I thanked him, opened my purse and paid while talking to the cashier lady about how hot it felt in there.   I then picked the bags and left saying goodbye to them.  I did not detect any suspicious look in any of them and with more confidence than before headed for the car while stopping at a couple of windows to check some clothes and shoes.  For the sake of it I decided to get into one of the shops that had some shoes displayed in the window and asked the lady there if she had some high-heeled sandals in gold.  She tended me as she would any other customer and showed me what she had but all were 3-inch heels at most so I told her that I needed at least 4” heels explaining that even though I was tall for a woman did not feel comfortable wearing lower heels.  She apologized for not having anything else to show, I thanked her, went out the door and took the escalators down to the basement.  I got in the car, checked my makeup and hair and drove off to the doctor’s office.

 

As I got in the car as any other person would with other people around and passing by I thought to myself, “Cristy, you have graduated as a woman”.  With more confidence than ever before I drove out the mall and on to the doctor’s office.  Since this time there would be no meeting with my sister-in-law afterwards because she was away on business, I had arranged to meet with a GG friend for lunch at the restaurant that is next door to the doctor’s office.  This Girl has known about Cristy for some time and has seen amny of her photos on the Web.  At first I had planned to go alone but then I thought that it would be safer to go with someone else in case of trouble. While driving to the doctor’s I called her to let her know that I was on my way and to set a time for our meeting.

 

After arriving to the doctor’s office, I parked the car, again checked my makeup and hair and got off carrying my purse and the two bags with cookies.  I walked to the door and rang the bell.  The secretary came to open and we greeted each other with kisses on the cheek.  I handed her a bag of cookies and told her that I had met with a friend for coffee before getting there and that I though about getting some cookies for her.  She seemed surprised by the gesture and thanked me with a big smile.

 

As I got in the waiting room I noticed that there was a gentleman sitting in the chair where I usually sit so I sat in front of him and the secretary.  I greeted him and he returned the greeting with a smile.  I was five minutes early and the secretary told me that the doctor was running late and that it would take a few more minutes.  I thought that it was wonderful since that would give me the chance to talk with her for a longer time.  It seems that the secretary and the gentleman were already chatting before I arrived and when she asked me how I had been we started talking and he jumped in the conversation, which turned out very lively.  We talked about my (fictitious) life in Miami, what I did for living (the secretary already knew) and how I found life there.  I don’t recall if I have mentioned this before but the story is that Cristy owns a small business in Miami, FL that creates corporate image and deals with public relations for small to mid-sized local companies.  She has lived there for the past 9 years since her divorce and she does not have any children because she can’t conceive.  When she comes to visit her parents in Guatemala, she makes appointments to see the doctor. The secretary already knew some of these facts but the gentleman kept asking and I was filling him in.  We also talked about politics and what I thought of the ongoing political campaign here. Another topic of conversation was how the secretary was doing with her college.  She is studying business administration and was preparing for final exams. The gentleman seemed very interested in the conversation and made me feel very at ease.  It was nice to experience the special treatment men give women even in trivial situations like an informal conversation at a doctor’s waiting room.  We talked for about 20 minutes and at no point I felt as if he or the secretary were uncomfortable or had any second thoughts about my authenticity as a woman.  The secretary even asked if I did not have any trouble with tar on my heels and if I had been able to remove it from the sandals I wore the previous time.  I replied that I was able to get the job done with Goo-Gone.

 

The patient that was in with the doctor, a female, finally came out of the office and down the stairs.  She greeted us and we greeted her back.  I knew that my time to go in had come but, as I suspected, the gentleman was one of those people who visit doctors to sell medical products and he had been waiting for a long time to see the doctor.  The secretary told him that the doctor was ready to see him and told me that it would be a few more minutes.  He got up and very politely excused himself explaining that it would only take a couple of minutes and that I would be able to go in right away.  I smiled and told him that there was no problem.  Two minutes later he was back and I told him “Wow! That was really quick”.  He said, “I promised you it would not take long”.  The secretary asked me to go in the doctor’s office and I got up and said good-bye to the gentleman and thanked him for the chat.  He smiled and said that he was pleased to have met me.  I went upstairs, greeted the doctor and handed him the bag of cookies.  Since the place where I got the cookies is also famous for chocolate, he thanked me and asked how did I know that he had a passion for chocolate.  I replied that I didn’t know and that those were cookies not chocolate.  He said that he liked the cookies from that place too but now I know what to bring the next time I come.

 

 Once in his office, I sat on the couch and was ready to begin my sixth appointment.  I was thrilled with the wonderful chat I had had with the secretary and the gentleman and told the doctor all about it and how relaxed and at ease I had been all the time.  He complimented me on my appearance and told me that he had not seen me wearing any of that before.  I replied, “I could come here 100 times and if it is up to me, you will never see me repeat an outfit”.  He laughed and I replied that women like me take good care in choosing what to wear and try not to repeat the same outfit to the same place or with the same crowd.  Yes, I know, I can be vain too LOL but aren’t most women at least in that regard?

 

The conversation with the doctor focused mostly on how I felt and I described my sensations and excitement earlier at the mall.  I also told him about my plans to go for lunch after the appointment.  He agreed that it was a good idea that I had decided not to go by myself.  It has been two weeks since then and I have forgotten many details so I will spare you with the nitty-gritty of our conversation.  I guess it is worth mentioning that I pointed out my new figure enhancing gadgets and he was very curios about how they worked and how had I gotten them  (I know what most of you are thinking but I can assure you that he is not one of ours LOL) Another thing worth mentioning is that during our conversation he commented that he perceived me and treated me as any other female patient with one slight difference… Cristy was the only female patient that he greeted with a handshake and not with a kiss on the cheek.  We laughed and I am sure that we both had the word “yikes” at the top of our minds LOL.

 

When my time was up I said goodbye and left the office shaking his hand ;-)  I went down the stairs to pay and say goodbye to the secretary, taking my time.  The psychologist that my alter ego knows came by to talk to the secretary and we greeted each other (if she only knew).  I asked the secretary if I could wait a bit longer there until my friend came to the restaurant and she said that there was no problem.  We talked for a short while until my friend called to let me know that she was almost there.  I said goodbye to the secretary with the now usual kiss on the cheek, as she thanked me again for the cookies. I went to the car to comb my hair and touch up my makeup and then walked to the restaurant.

 

When I entered the restaurant the host came to greet me.  I looked around, knowing that my friend was not there yet, and said that I was meeting with someone there.  He responded with a sentence that will always be memorable to me.  He said “Well, there is a gentleman sitting at the table over there” pointing to a guy who was alone; apparently waiting for someone.  At the moment I did not realized the importance of his remark and just replied that I was meeting with another girl that, apparently, was not there yet.  He led me to the non-smoking section and pulled the chair for me to sit down.

 

While waiting for my friend, I ordered a glass of lemonade and called her to find out if she was coming.  She told me that she was just arriving.  When she came in we kissed our hellos and sat down.  When I asked her if I looked the part she said, “without a question”.  I did not look around to see if people were looking at me when I was alone or at us when she arrived.  However, I noticed occasional looks by some of the waiters.  I figure that they were either suspicious or my being relatively tall had caught their attention.  I will not say that it was my looks because, being totally honest and objective, if anything, I am very average except for my height.  Being 5’-6” is tall for a woman here and if you add the 4” heels we are talking tall Latina.  One more thing that is a sure giveaway and at least will make anyone who notices suspicious are the relatively large hands.  However, in my opinion, and given the nature of our people, I am sure that if there had been doubts about the tall woman being a guy there would have been a lot of stares and waiters getting together whispering among them.  I did not notice anything like that nor did my friend.  The one thing that made me wonder was that when we were ordering, the head waiter came really close to me with his face about a foot from mine.  Was it that he was looking for a sign, a proof or just checking my eye makeup?  I will never know.  The fact is that I was not intimidated by his proximity and looking at him straight in the eye I ordered and after that he behaved normally.

 

Conversation with my friend was lively and I really felt as a girl talking with a girlfriend.  We joked and teased each other and she did not make me feel odd at any time.  I was a bit uncomfortable because it was hot and I could feel my makeup melting and was sure that my face was all shiny.  If you add my wearing boots, a long skirt and a  3/4 sleeve top, you can imagine how I felt.  We were there for about an hour and a half and then I asked for the check, paid and we left the place.

 

Another interesting incident worth mentioning is that during lunch I noticed that a high school buddy came in the restaurant.  He did not sit close to us but he walked close to our table on his way to the bathroom.  I was talking to my friend so I did not look at him but when I told her who he was, she said that he had looked our way.  In any case, there is a fat chance in hell that he would have been able to tell who the woman in black really was.  When he returned from the bathroom I looked his way but he did not look towards us.  If he had looked our way I would have smiled to see how he would have reacted… or maybe not.  I guess that this is one more thing I will never know.  In any case, this is proof of why it is risky to be out and about at normal places in a city where you know so many people especially in the neighborhoods you move about.

 

When a day later I asked my friend what had she thought of Cristy she said that I looked just like in my photos and that the feature she had liked the most were my eyes, which, if you remember, was also what my sister-in-law thought.  I also asked her about the voice and she said that it was very convincing.  I think that Cristy has, indeed, graduated as a woman but am sure that given the right circumstances I can be told and if that ever happens I am prepared to face it with grace, confronting the involved parties (if I sense it is safe).

 

After saying goodbye to my friend I got in the car and drove back to my parent’s home for yet another afternoon of picture taking.  This time I borrowed a professional camera from my dearest friend Laura Recinos.  OMG,  what a difference a good camera makes!  The lens allowed me to set the tripod quite close to me but since it did not have preset distances to focus I had to place something where I would stand to focus and then remove it and shoot as many photos as I could in that location.  Sometimes it worked great and others the photos were a bit out of focus but in general the results were awesome.  I took around 180 photos wearing only 3 outfits (about half what I usually take on a single session).  I had brought with me about ten new dresses that my wife and I had bought in a recent trip to the US and 4 new pairs of heels.  However, I was tired and was contempt with the two extra outfits (besides the one I wore out) and two new pairs of shoes.  I guess that, at least, there is something to look forward to for the next time.

 

You have already seen what I wore out so I will not talk about that outfit.  The second outfit I tried was a short-red dress that is very flattering to the figure.  I have never dared to wear it because it has an open back with spaghetti straps and is a bit tight.  With my new breast forms and waist cincher I was ready for it.  I had tried it a few days before and was amazed by how it looked on me with the right gadgets.  I wore it with a new pair of platform peep-toes with 4 1/2” heels.  To be honest, I was delighted with my reflection on the mirror.  Granted that I would never go out wearing that dress, it felt dreamy.  The following are links to some photos I took with it:

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/738489653/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/738489579/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261502/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261326/

 

After that dress, I tried another short dress.  It is the kind of dress I would love to wear for a night out clubbing (in my dreams LOL)  It is not a dress that is flattering to the figure but it is and makes you feel very feminine.  I just love the new short dresses that are in fashion for this season.  They remind me of the 60’s and are utterly feminine.  I wore the dress with my new black peep-toe sling backs with 4 1/4" heels.  I swear that if I did not have arms that are more muscular than those of a GG I would definitely look forward for a chance to wear it out.  The following are links to photos taken with that dress.  I have to say that, like with the red dress, I did not wear a bra but the cleavage is enhanced with Photoshop since I did not shave and taped my chest.  I have no problem doing the Photoshop thing now that I have proven myself that I can produce the same or even better results with tape and a cleanly shaved chest.  Besides, if supermodels have their photos enhanced, we, the needy and boobie-impaired, have a better excuse to do it :D

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/738489609/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261488/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/738489675/

 

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/739261304/

 

For those of you who have made it this far, I thank you and inform you that the suffering is almost over.  Let me finish by telling you that the Friday after the shrink visit on Wednesday, Cristy called the doctor’s office, before “returning to Miami”, to inquire about how had the secretary done in her final exams.  When she answered the phone and I greeted her she recognized my voice.  I told her that after our conversation about her finals I was wondering how had she done.  She told me that she did well and that it was very sweet of me to call (sweet being used with the feminine gender).  She also thanked me again for the cookies and we said goodbye looking forward to our next meeting.

 

One more comment before I go.  I promise this is the last… or is it?  After saying goodbye to the doctor on Wednesday I told him that one way we could get feedback if the secretary had any suspicions would be him asking her if Cristy had been upset for the long wait in her appointment.  The idea was to see if she mentioned anything out of the ordinary with regards to this woman.  The following Tuesday I had my regular appointment as a guy and he told me that she said that Cristy did not get upset.  She said that on the contrary, she had been very polite and that she seemed to be cool about it while talking with her and the man who was there.  She also told him “she even brought some cookies for me”.

 

Ok, this is it for now.  I think this is getting boring for all of us so I promise that the next time I will try to write about other stuff or not write at all.  In any case, it is a good way to keep the memories alive and share with my friends my joy.  It occurs to me that maybe I should do it in episodes or parts.  You can give me feedback by responding to the poll at the end.

 

I hope you are all well.  I continue to be very busy at work but thank God will be taking a long awaited family vacation.  Keep in mind that I will not be able to check any of my sites from July 7 to the 23.

 

Lots of hugs and kisses to all.

 

Crsity

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My Fifth visit to the Shrink and Second Time Out with my sister-In-Law

May 8th, 2007 7:17 pm MDT


Editor’s Note

I have finally been able to complete the narrative of  my experience out almost a month ago.  It has not been easy to find the time and, at moments, it has been stressing given the load I have at work and my family commitments.  I will continue my break from web interaction for a few more months and I hope you will understand and be patient with me.  As I have stated from the time I went on this break, I will, as time permits, continue posting photos, videos and blogs.  I will also process all friend adds in my different profiles except for Yahoo 360 where I have already reached the 300-friend limit that they impose.  I would like you to know that once you’ve reached the limit, Yahoo does not send the friend request messages and there is no way for me to know if someone has sent an add message until a space become available.  As a matter of fact, my way of knowing that someone has dropped me as a friend is because I start receiving friend invites.  The only sites where I will reply to messages are URNotAlone and the VC.

I sincerely hope that all my dear friends are doing fine and that you enjoy reading this epic if you have the energy and the time and interest to go through it.

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Have you ever wished for something for so long and with such anticipation that when you finally get it you don’t know what to do or how to handle it?  Well, this is exactly what happened to me with my first chance in five years to shave all my body and be smooth all over.  The last time I was able to shave all over I was so chubby that I did not get to enjoy it as much.  In that opportunity I stayed smooth for a whole week and got to dress two Sundays in a row.  I took lots of photos but not too many came out decent so I have not shared them with anyone.   This time it was just a two-day experience but I enjoyed it immensely.


As you might recall from my previous blog entry, I shaved on Tuesday morning and kept shaving every day until Thursday morning.  I carefully covered my body with foamy body wash and proceeded with the delicious ritual of  smoothing my body with the razor blades.  On Tuesday and Wednesday I was too busy and had no time to dress so I just enjoyed the feel of soft skin under my male garments but on Wednesday afternoon the excitement really began.

After a busy morning at work I drove to my parent’s home where I had left all my feminine needs ready since the day before.  I shaved my face, taped my chest to produce a nice and smooth cleavage and put on my bran and panties.  I then proceeded the ritual of making my face up.  This has always been my favorite part of the transformation and I put special care in it and take as much time as needed.  My plans for the afternoon were to try as many outfits and take as many photos as possible.  You have no idea how many mini skirts, heels and accessories I had brought from home.  It was obvious that I would not be able to try them all on but I had to be prepared for every possible mood.  In the end, I was able to try only four outfits two of which were very similar and some wearing a baby doll that I might or might not eventually show to the world.  I thought that the following day I would have a chance to try a lot more.  Needless to say that once it was all over I did not get to wear some outfits that would have looked nicer than those I wore.

As I mentioned in the opening sentence, I had dreamt about this opportunity for so long; I had rehearsed in my mind so many times how it would be that when the time finally came, I was overwhelmed and so anxious that I just tried on random clothes without giving it any thought.  I am happy with the results but given the opportunity once again I would have done it a bit different.  In any case, I can’t complain and all the photos I took on Wednesday afternoon came out great.  The whole process lasted for 6 hours and at the end I was very excited and exhausted at the same time.  There is no workout like walking in 4-inch heels from one end of the camera to the other time after time but it is worth every second and every photo.  The following are samples of what I got to wear on Wednesday afternoon.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126242/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489174835/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126240/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489169580/

During the photo session I also took some videos including one while making the appointment confirmation call to the doctor’s office.  The links follow:

The call to confirm the appointment: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9jQI2bsKugU

Cristy having fun: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYG9Ipru1Fg

Cristy is excited: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mgk8SXms_JI

A bilingual greeting: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZaopRxLcfIE

Greetings wearing orange: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHJ0MZO_4xc

A smooth greeting: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qo0tldTET3A



After taking off my makeup and taking a long shower, I got dressed in my unglamorous male attire and drove home  to my family, bringing back all the outfits I had worn that day.  That night, in anticipation of what would happen on Thursday, I had trouble sleeping even though I was very tired.  On Monday I had talked to my sister-in-law and she had agreed to go out with me after my shrink appointment within her time limitations due to work and family.  I told her that I would be wearing a skirt, sandals and something that would show a little cleavage so that I would enjoy my smoothness.  She said that she would bring clothes similar to mine and that she would wear more makeup than the last time so that we looked similarly dressed.  Remember that she had felt underdressed next to me the last time we went out in December.

On Thursday I got up very early, shaved all my body and left to my parents’ home bringing with me some more clothes (as if I did not have enough already lined up lol) I started getting ready at around 8 a.m. and was pretty sure that in a couple of hours I would be all set and with enough time to get into character before leaving to my doctor appointment.  However, perfectionism, tiredness and lack of sleep along with some unexpected situations all played together to make me, once again, have to rush to be able to make it to my 11 a.m. appointment with the psychiatrist.

Before putting on makeup I glued the toe nails and taped my chest very carefully.  I then began the makeup ritual once again.  For some stupid reason I decided to experiment with my makeup.  Instead of doing it the day before, dumb Cristy decided to try something new not on the dressed rehearsal but on the performance day.  Since I don’t have the powder needed to set the Dermablend that I use as a first base for makeup I decided to try and see if pressed powder would do the job.  I then put some regular makeup base on top and when I was almost done with my complete makeup I noticed that the powder combined with the base had formed some sort of paste in some areas of my face.  I was about to die and ready to cry.  I had twenty minutes left and I still had to put on my fingernails and comb my wig.   I fixed the problem the best I could, put the fingernails in place (lucky for me that I still had a box of press-ons that take less time to set than glued ones), put on and combed the wig, placed some makeup items, money and ID in my purse, a touch of perfume and was ready to go at 10:55.  The drive from my parents’ home to the doctor’s office is a short two minutes but for one thing or another I always manage to never be ready with enough time to prepare properly and get there early to have a nice chat with the secretary.  I was wearing my flower-print skirt with black background, an orange top and my sexy black strappy sandals.  I had dreamt about wearing that skirt with those sandals out with my smooth legs for so long that I could not believe it was becoming a sweet reality.  The photo in the following link was taken son after I returned from my appointment:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126224/

I got in the car put my sun glasses on and drove away.  I was nervous for not being able to get into character.  I did not have time to practice the voice and get used to it nor did I have time to settle down.  Once I had arrived I parked the car, removed my sun glasses and as I was ready to touch up my hair I realized that I had not put my comb in my purse.  Rats, that is what happens when you are in a rush.  I could not believe that 3 hours had not been enough for me to get ready in time.

As I got off the car I started walking behind a lady who was headed towards the entrance of the townhouse complex where the doctor has his office.  She open the main gate and went through leaving it open for me to come in and close the gate.  As I stopped to close the gate, my right heel got stuck in a crack between two concrete tiles.  The crack was filled with tar that had melted with the heating sun.  Needless to say that the heel was all sticky and impregnated with tar that needed to be cleaned out.  This mishap got me even more nervous as I continued walking to the doctor’s front door.

The lady that was ahead of me was also going to the doctor’s office and she rang the bell before I got there.  We waited a few minutes and no one answered.  I asked her if she had already rang.  My voice did not come out too feminine and I felt terrible. She did not seemed to notice since she did not looked surprised when she replied that she had already rang.  A moment later the secretary opened the door and greeted us letting us know that the door bell was not working because there was a power outage in the sector.  I thought to myself that being so close to my parents’ it was a good thing that the shortage had not affected their place or I would have had to manually open the garage door while wearing a skirt heels and long fingernails LOL.  So things could have been worse.

As I got in I greeted the secretary, told her about my shoe incident and asked her if I could use the bathroom to try and clean my heel.  She replied that it had happened to other women before me and that it was a nuisance.  She also told me that the patient bathroom was being cleaned up but I could use a bathroom upstairs.  I thanked her and followed her upstairs as she showed me the way.  I got in and tried to get the tar off with some toilet tissue but, as expected, all I achieved was getting some tissue stuck to the tar on the heel.  In any case, my getting in the bathroom was an excuse to check my hair since I had not been able to comb it. Guess what,  I was so nervous that I forgot to check my hair =))

As I got out of the bathroom the doctor was already waiting for me in front of his office door.  I greeted him, got in and sat on the couch.  I told him about the shoe incident and also told him about a similar incident I had once while walking on Michigan Avenue in Chicago in one of my late eighties adventures.  (one of this days I will write about some exciting adventures I had during the 3 years I lived in the US in which I had great liberty to be out and about as a twenty-something girl)  In that opportunity, my pump got stuck in a crack on the sidewalk and a lady that was walking by me told me that the same thing had happened to her several times.  We both laughed and I pulled the shoe off and put it on.  I was out with my girlfriend (now my wife) who also laughed about how cool I reacted then.  Returning to the present, the doctor appointment went normally with nothing out of the ordinary to report.  We talked about different things including how feminine and happy I felt for having a smooth body.  He commented on how natural my cleavage looked and that if I were to bend to pick something up it would be very provocative for someone who could see it.  At any moment did I notice curiosity or admiration on his part except for the fact that he admitted that, as in previous times, I looked very authentic as a woman.  It is clear to me that he knows who is behind Cristy and he sees her as any other patient.  I feel quite comfortable with the situation and have never felt threatened or harassed.  The doctor is a perfect gentleman and obviously is not attracted or interested in the dude that looks like a lady or should I rather say in the lady that he knows is a dude LOL.

One interesting part of our conversation was when I mentioned the fear that my wife and I have about Cristy having an accident or any other mishap while driving around the city.  She would have to identify herself and her true identity would be revealed to strangers. This is why I only drive to the doctor’s office, which is a short drive and ride with my sister-in-law for other outings.  Jokingly I said that maybe I should get a driver’s license as Cristy.  He replied in a very seriously that why not?  That maybe it would be a good thing to do.  As a matter of fact, in a country with high corruption levels, all is possible if you know the right people and are willing to pay the price.  Well, who knows and maybe one day I will look into it.  Can you imagine the possibilities?  With birth certificate, ID card and driver’s license all sporting my photo and stating my sex as female I would be able to get credit cards and maybe even a passport.  A girl is allowed to dream, isn’t she?

Early in the conversation I had commented that I was very nervous and that I thought that my voice was not coming out right and that my hair was not properly styled.  He pointed out that I was wrong in both cases and that I had nothing to worry about.  We agreed that, as in previous times, I would leave five minutes early so that I had a chance to talk to the secretary before her lunch break.  When the time came, I said goodbye and went down to pay and talk to the secretary.

After going down the stairs I sat down next to the secretary’s desk, paid her and asked her how had she spent the Easter Week holiday.  She replied and asked how had I spent it too.  I replied that I had spent the holiday at some friend’s retreat at a lake near the city and that I had had a wonderful time despite the bad weather.  We talked again about what had happened to my shoe and that I had not been able to clean it up.  I told her about that time in Chicago and we laughed.  While we were talking a woman came from upstairs and asked her a few questions as if she were her boss.  I knew that my doctor, another psychiatrist and a female psychologist shared the office.  I already knew the psychologist so I was sure that this woman was not her.  Another reason I had to confirm that it was not her was that I knew this woman; well not me but my alter ego.  She is also a psychologist and “the ugly guy” knew her from some teaching techniques seminars that he had attended and that were given by her.  He and she are not close friends but they know each other well enough to say hi when they run into each other.   They also know each other’s names.  She has often talked to common friends about how impressed she was with “the ugly guy’s” performance in her seminars.  The fact is that she saw me and reacted as if she had seen any other stranger.  I was absolutely sure that there was no way that she could recognize me so I did not get nervous at all.  As a matter of fact, I stared at her all the time and greeted her.  She greeted me back and continued minding her own business.  When she left the room I almost told the secretary “what is xxxxx doing here?” but I came to my senses and instead asked, “Who is she?”  The secretary confirmed that it was who I already knew it was and that she too shared the office with my doctor.  It turns out that it is five people sharing the office and not three as I thought before.  I had never seen this lady there before but it felt good to be in front of someone you knew would definitely recognize you and greet you in male mode and be able to not raise any suspicions.  She did not even think that the lady sitting in the waiting room was not a woman even less would she had been able to identify the man behind the lady.  As a matter of fact, when I showed some recent photos and videos of Cristy to my mother, her disbelief was such that she said that she would have not been able to recognize me if I walked next to her on the street.  This will definitely be one more anecdote to cherish that made this outing special.

After a few more minutes of conversation I said goodbye to the secretary with the traditional kiss on the cheek and went to the car.  After getting in the car I called my sister-in-law but she did not answer her cell phone.  After getting in my parents’ home she called me back and told me that she was still busy at work and that she would get there at around 3 p.m.  This will not leave too much time for us to go to the mall but still I was very excited to be able to do anything out with her.  As I waited for her I changed clothes and wore a very revealing red top and took photos with two different mini skirts and shoes.  My cleavage was looking terrific and I was so excited.  The following photo shows what I am talking about:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

When my sister-in-law arrived, I was wearing the red top with the short black mini with a side slit and my new black boots shown in the following photo:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126226/


As I opened the door for her to come in I told her “don’t you think that I am wearing this out” she looked at mw with surprise and said “what a nice pair of legs you bitch” and we started laughing.  Then she asked what had I done for the cleavage and I replied “hormones” LOL.  Just kidding I said and explained how it was done.  I told her that it was painful but worth every minute.

For some reason when we first talked and I told her that I would wear a skirt out she thought I meant a mini skirt so she had brought a mini and a very sexy scooped top.  I think this time she did not want to feel out of place.  The thing is that the suede mini and beige top that I had worn the day before would have been a perfect match but I had already returned it to my home so I decided to wear my checkered black and white flowing skirt with a black top with a V neck and the sandals I wore to the shrink.  I had also pictured myself going out all smooth wearing this skirt with the sandals so it was only fit.  The following photo was taken after we returned home.  You have seen me wear this skirt and sandals with a white top, before.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126220/

Just as we have planned, my sister-in-law put on heavier makeup and I lent her fake lashes and fake nails.  She was fascinated and told me that she had learnt to be more feminine thanks to my beauty tips and fashion sense.  As you can imagine I felt utterly flattered and more feminine than ever before.  She also mentioned that with me she felt the same as she felt when she went on her all girls trips to Miami with her girlfriends and they had fun getting pretty and going out while sharing beauty tips and secrets.  Oh my God, I was just another of the girls in her friends list.  Wow!  I could not believe what I was hearing and the awesome sister-in-law that I had.  She was so fascinated by the fake nails that she left them on for a week.

Once we were both ready, and I have to admit she looked stunning, we hit the road.  Since it was so late we could not go get something to eat or even go to the mall.  She had to get some fabric for a school project that her daughter was doing so we went to a fabric shop in a mall that has mostly interior design shops.  As she was driving she was telling me that my wife and I should plan trips to Miami so that the both of us or even the 3 of us could go out together as girls; and that we should take at least one of those trips a year.  I think that this is something that we will do in the not so distant future since my wife has previously agreed to it.

We arrived to the mall, parked the car and got down.  We were a bit nervous because there is a popular café where many people that we know come regularly.  We got in the elevator at the basement and two guys got in at the same time.  Nothing out of the ordinary happened and we got off in the first floor and walked in the opposite direction from the café to avoid any dangerous encounter and walked towards the fabric store.   This is a large store where it is hard to find a clerk to help you since they are all usually helping someone else.  We got in and started to look around for the right fabric in white.  We walked by many people without raising any eyebrows and when we found the fabric we were looking for my sister-in-law (P hereinafter) tried to get the attention of a clerk to help us but she replied that she was helping someone else.  We both tried to get the roll of fabric out but it was too heavy and being held by other rolls.  I teased P and told her that we needed a man to help us LOL.  P decided that she would go get someone to help us and I stayed there where trying to take the roll out.  At one point P appeared through an alley and said to me “you look good”  I think that the comment was made because as she came out the alley she noticed this woman standing there as she realized that the woman was me.  She had thought that I was a regular woman; just another lady at the store!  That comment made me feel even more confident and feel very good.  While P was still looking for help a young lady came near me and I asked her if she could help us.  We took the roll out and she asked how much fabric did we need.  I called P on the phone and told her that I had already found someone to help.  She came right away and told her how much fabric we needed.  As she was unfolding and cutting the fabric I was talking to her. Once she cut the fabric she led us to the cashier, where there were many people.  We stood there several minutes without raising any suspicions and for what I could tell nobody seemed to care and Cristy was just another lady shopping for fabric.  I had passed yet another test and felt as feminine as any other woman.  I think that I have graduated and fill fulfilled as a woman and look forward to many more experiences in the future with the help of my wife and my sister-in-law.

We left the store and I helped her carry the bag.  We got to the car and drove back to my parents’.  P stressed how good she had felt with me and how much fun she had had.  I thanked her and as we arrived we got off and she went to get her makeup down and remove the lashes while I took some photos with the outfit I had worn out.  Before P left, we agreed that the next time we would try many different outfits and take photos.  P left and as she drove home she called my wife an told her that she had had a wonderful time and that Cristy made her feel more feminine and flirtatious.  Shortly after our first outing in December P had told me that she had felt envious about how I enjoyed being a woman and that she took her femininity for granted and did not enjoy it as much as I did.  My relationship with my sister-in-law has gotten to a higher level and there is a very special bond between us that was not there before she met Cristy.  I feel extremely fortunate to have such an exceptional wife and sister-in-law.  They are two of a kind.

Unfortunately, due to insecurity, it is difficult to take photos at malls or public spaces without drawing the attention of security personnel that will ask why are you taking pictures.  We would not want to get in trouble so, despite bringing the camera we did not take any photos.  I hope there will more opportunities in which I will be able to get my picture taken by P while out in public.

After P left I was so excited and tired that I decided to call it quits.  I undressed, took off my makeup, took a bath and returned home earlier than expected.  I later regretted not having taking full advantage of my smooth time but there is so much a girl can take on a given day.

The following Tuesday I went to the shrink in male mode to my regular appointment.  I asked him if the secretary had made any remarks about Cristy and he said that she had made none and that there were no signs that she suspected anything.  He mentioned that once again Cristy had surprised him with her style and care of detail.

This time I have broken my own record but it was such a special experience that I so wanted to share it with the world and especially with you my dear friends.  I hope I did not get you bored.  I don’t know when will the next time out as Cristy take place but for now I am fulfilled as a woman and as a person and am as happy as a girl, boy or boy who likes to dress as a girl can be.

Hugs and kisses to all,

Cristy


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Mi quinta visita al psiquiatra y segunda salida con mi cuada

May 8th, 2007 7:16 pm MDT


Nota de la editora

Por fin he logrado finalizar mi relato de mi experiencia de ya casi un mes.  No ha sido fácil encontrar el tiempo y ha sido, a momentos, un poco estresante considerando lo mucho que tengo que hacer en el trabajo y con la familia.  Continuaré retirada de la interacción por uno meses más por lo que les ruego me tengan paciencia.  Como lo había prometido desde un inicio, continuaré, a medida que el tiempo me lo permita, subiendo fotos, videos y uno que otro blog.  También procesaré las solicitudes de amigas que reciba en los diferentes sitios, aunque en Yahoo 360 ya alcancé el límite de 300 y no puedo agregar más por el momento.  Quiero que sepan que una vez que se alcanzan los 300 amigos Yahoo no envía los mensajes de solicitud por lo que yo no tengo forma de saber si alguien ha querido agregarme.  Los únicos sitios en los que responderé mensajes son URNotAlone y el VC.

Espero que todas mis amistades estén muy bien y que disfruten de mi relato si es que tiene la energía y el interés para terminar de leerlo.

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¿Alguna vez han anticipado o deseado algo por tanto tiempo que cuando finalmente lo obtienen no saben que hacer?  Bueno, esto es exactamente lo que me sucedió a mí con la oportunidad de poder rasurarme todo el cuerpo por un par de días.  La última vez que me había depilado todo el cuerpo fue hace más de 5 años y estaba tan gorda entonces que no lo disfruté a plenitud.  En aquella oportunidad permanecí depilada por una semana entera y me vestí dos domingos consecutivos.  Tomé muchas fotos pero pocas de ellas valieron la pena y no las he mostrado a casi nadie.

En el blog anterior (escrita solamente en inglés) relaté cómo se dieron los hechos que antecedieron mi depilación.  Para aquellas personas que no entienden el inglés, hago una breve reseña a continuación.  Desde que supe que mis padres estarían de viaje por una semana al término de la Pascua, planeé una salida más al mundo exterior pero sin entrar en detalles.  Debido a la premura con que se dieron las cosas y el feriado y vacaciones de Semana Santa de por medio, todo lo tuve que arreglar repentinamente.  Antes de salir de vacaciones llamé para hacer la cita con el psiquiatra pero la secretaria quedó de responder y al final fui yo la que la llamó desde donde había ido de vacaciones para confirmar la fecha y hora.  Mi esposa ya sabía de mis planes con varias semanas de anticipación y habíamos comentado que con el fuerte calor que hace acá en esta época existiría la posibilidad de que ella me dejara rasurarme la parte inferior de las piernas para poder ir en falda.  Yo sugerí que por qué no el pecho y todas las piernas y ella se negó al principio pero luego me dijo que lo pensaría.  El lunes de la semana en que tenía mi cita con el doctor discutimos el asunto con mi esposa y me dijo que podía depilarme solo la parte inferior de las piernas.  Yo acepté su decisión y nos acostamos a dormir.  El martes a las 6 a.m. salí a jugar tenis y cuando conducía de vuelta a casa recibí una llamada de mi esposa para contarme que ya estaba en camino para el trabajo.  Al final de la conversación me dijo, “esta bien, si quieres depilarte todo el cuerpo puedes hacerlo pero que te crezca rápido”  Por supuesto que no podía creer lo que oía y minutos después me estaba duchando y rasurando piernas, axilas y pecho.  No hay sensación más linda y femenina que sentir el cuerpo libre de pelos desagradables y el delicado roce de una pierna con la otra al tocarse suavemente.  Bien, es así como tenía mi cuerpo en condiciones de salir a la calle como toda una mujer en época calurosa.

El martes y miércoles por la mañana tenía mucho trabajo así que no pude hacer nada excepto disfrutar la limpieza de mi cuerpo.  Sin embargo, el miércoles me rasuré toda de nuevo luego de cubrir mi cuerpo con la delicada espuma humectante.  Por la tarde me dispuse a transformarme y hacer una sesión de fotografía.  No tienen idea de cuántas minifaldas, zapatos y demás accesorios llevé de mi casa a casa de mis padres.  Era obvio que no podría probarme ni una cuarta parte de todo aquello pero quería tener todo a mi alcance para satisfacer cualquier antojo.  Me tomó tanto tiempo maquillarme, ponerme las uñas y el tape para el busto que apenas pude tomarme fotos con 4 atuendos diferentes y un camisoncito de dormir.  La experiencia duró aproximadamente unas 6 horas que disfruté intensamente para luego desmaquillarme, ducharme y volver a mi casa.  En ese momento pensé que aún quedaba el jueves completo y que podría ponerme mucha ropa más.  Las siguientes fotos son una muestra de lo que pude modelar el miércoles.


http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126242/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489174835/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126240/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489169580/

Durante esta intensa tarde de correr de un lado de la cámara al otro, también filmé unos cuantos videos cortos incluyendo uno mientras llamaba a la oficina del psiquiatra para confirmar la cita.  Los links son los siguientes:

La llamada para confirmar la cita : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9jQI2bsKugU

Cristy se divierte: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYG9Ipru1Fg

Cristy emocionada: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mgk8SXms_JI

Un saludo bilingüe: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZaopRxLcfIE

Un saludo en castellano: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xd73JoK_7Vw

Esa noche tuve problemas para conciliar el sueño debido a la anticipación de lo que sucedería el jueves.  Ya el lunes había hablado con mi cuñada y había accedido a acompañarme a salir después del psiquiatra y dentro de sus limitaciones de tiempo.  Quedamos en que ella llevaría ropa para cambiarse y que yo la maquillaría para que las dos estuviéramos arregladas en forma similar y que no desentonáramos la una con la otra como ella había sentido en la oportunidad anterior.

La mañana del jueves me levanté muy temprano, me rasuré todo el cuerpo y me dirigí a casa de mis padres llevando conmigo algunas cositas más.  Empecé a arreglarme aproximadamente a las 8 a.m. y estaba segura que en un par de horas estaría lista.  Sin embargo, el perfeccionismo, el cansancio, el desvelo y algunos contratiempos incidieron en que un a vez más tuviera que correr para no llegar tarde a mi cita con el psiquiatra a las 11 a.m.

Lo primero que hice fue crear la ilusión de busto con tape puesto con mucho cuidado y luego procedí al ritual del maquillaje.  No sé por qué se me ocurrió experimentar con mi maquillaje en esta oportunidad pero hice una mezcla tal que en un momento, ya cerca de estar lista empecé a notar grumos extraños en mi cara.  Debido a que no tengo el polvo fijador que se aplica después del “Dermablend” que utilizo como base de maquillaje, decidí utilizar polvos compactos y el resultado después de la siguiente capa de base normal fue desastroso.  Pude rápidamente retocar lo mejor que pude el maquillaje, me coloqué las uñas en las manos (las de los pies ya las había puesto desde un inicio), me peiné, puse todo lo necesario en mi bolso, o al menos eso creí yo al momento, y me apresté a salir.  El tiempo que me toma conducir de casa de mis padres a la oficina del psiquiatra es de apenas dos minutos pero nunca logro salir a tiempo para llegar lo suficientemente temprano para conversar unos minutos con la secretaria.  Esta vez no fue excepción y llegué justo a tiempo.  En esta oportunidad vestía una falda estampada con flores de diferentes colores y fondo negro, un “top” naranja y mis sandalias escotadas negras.  Siempre había soñado con usar este atuendo con mis piernas depiladas y mi sueño se hacía realidad.  La foto en el vínculo que sigue muestra lo que llevaba puesto.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126224/

Al estacionarme afuera de la oficina, me quité los lentes de sol y cuando me aprestaba a retocar mi peinado me percaté de que había olvidado el cepillo en casa.  Esto, sumado a que ya iba atrasada para la cita me puso nerviosa e incómoda.  Tampoco había tenido tiempo para practicar la voz femenina como acostumbro antes de salir.  Al salir del auto caminé atrás de una joven mujer que se dirigía al ingreso del complejo en que está la oficina del doctor.  Ella abrió el portón, ingresó y yo lo hice después de ella.  Al detenerme a cerrar el portón, el tacón de una de mis sandalias se atoró en una ranura en el pavimento que estaba llena de alquitrán el cual se había derretido con el fuerte calor que hacía.  El tacón quedo impregnado y esto me puso aún más nerviosa.

La mujer que había entrado antes de mi, se dirigía también a la oficina del doctor y tocó a la puerta antes que yo.  Esperamos unos minutos y no abrían la puerta por lo que le pregunté si ya había tocado.  La voz no me salió del todo femenina y me sentí muy mal.  Aparentemente ella no notó nada extraño pues no detecté alguna reacción de extrañeza en ella.  Poco tiempo después la secretaria abrió la puerta y nos comentó que no tenían energía eléctrica por lo que no había escuchado la campana.

Al entrar saludé a la secretaría, le comenté lo que me había pasado con el tacón y le pedí usar el baño para limpiarlo.  Ella me contestó que a muchas mujeres les había pasado lo mismo y que el baño lo estaban limpiando pero que podía utilizar otro en el segundo nivel.  Le di las gracias y subí las escaleras y entré al baño.  Intenté limpiar el tacón con papel higiénico pero solo logré que este se pegara al alquitrán.

Al salir del baño el doctor me esperaba frente a la puerta de su oficina; lo saludé y entre a sentarme en el sofá.  Le comenté del incidente con el tacón y que ya en una oportunidad me había sucedido cuando caminaba en Michjgan Avenue en Chicago a finales de los años ochenta (alguna vez escribiré acerca de mis aventuras en los Estados Unidos durante los 3 años que tuve total libertad de ser Cristy)  En aquella oportunidad, el zapato se quedó trabado en la banqueta y una mujer que pasaba me dijo que a ella le había pasado varias veces lo mismo.  Nos reímos y cada una siguió su camino.  Yo iba con mi novia (hoy mi esposa).  Volviendo al presente, la cita con el doctor trascendió sin mayor consecuencia y solamente conversamos de diversos temas incluyendo lo feliz y femenina que me sentía al estar completamente rasurada.  El comentó sobre lo natural que lucía mi línea del busto a pesar de que no usaba mucho escote pero dijo que si me agachara a recoger algo sería muy provocativo para alguien que pudiera verlo.  En ningún momento detecté en él que sintiera curiosidad o admiración excepto en el echo de admitir que lucía, como en oportunidades anteriores, muy autentica.  Está claro que el sabe quien es en realidad Cristy y que la ve como un paciente más y yo me siento muy cómoda con eso y en ningún momento me siento amenazada o acosada.

Un pasaje interesante en nuestra conversación sucedió cuando le comente el temor que mi esposa y yo tenemos de que Cristy maneje pues tendría que revelar su identidad en caso de algún accidente u otro tipo percance.  Es tono de broma yo le dije que talvez debería de obtener una licencia de conducir como Cristy.  El doctor, en tono muy serio me respondí que por qué no lo hacía.  La verdad es que en un país con altos índices de corrupción sería relativamente sencillo son los contactos y las cantidades de dinero adecuados.  Quién sabe y talvez algún día me anime a hacerlo pues me daría mucha tranquilidad y seguridad.  ¿Se imaginan las posibilidades que se abrirían?  Con una partida de nacimiento, tarjeta de identificación y licencia de conducir con mi foto y sexo femenino podría inclusive sacar luego tarjetas de crédito y quien sabe y hasta pasaporte.  Bueno en todo caso es permitido soñar ¿No?

Le comenté también al doctor que estaba un poco nerviosa al llegar y que sentía que la voz no me estaba saliendo bien y que el pelo no lo tenía arreglado.  El me aseguro que en ambos casos estaba equivocada y que no debía de preocuparme.  Acordamos que saldría 5 minutos antes para tener oportunidad de conversar con la secretaria.  Me despedí y bajé para pagar y conversar con la secretaria.

Luego de bajar las escaleras me senté al lado del escritorio de la secretaria, le pagué y le pregunté como había pasado el feriado de Semana Santa y ella me preguntó que había hecho yo esos días.  Yo le respondí que había ido a casa de unos amigos en un lago cercano a la ciudad y que la había pasado muy bien a pesar del mal tiempo.  Volvimos a platicar de lo que me había sucedido con el zapato y que no había podido limpiarlo.  Le conté mi experiencia en Chicago y nos reímos un poco. Mientras conversábamos apareció una mujer y le hizo unas preguntas.  Era evidente que esta mujer era también su jefe.  Yo tenía entendido que la clínica era compartida, además de mi doctor, por otro psiquiatra y una psicóloga.  Yo ya conocía a la psicóloga pero además sabía que esta mujer no era ella porque mi “alter ego” conoce a esta otra mujer.  Ella también es psicóloga motivacional y la conozco de hace algunos años por unas asesorías que ella ha impartido en las que mi lado masculino ha participado.  Si bien no somos amigos, nos saludamos cuando nos encontramos en la calle y ella recuerda muy bien mi participación activa en sus cursos.  El caso es que ella me vio pero no reaccionó diferente a que si hubiera visto a cualquier otra persona desconocida.  Yo estaba segura que no podría reconocerme y no me puse nerviosa para nada.  Es más, me le quedé viendo todo el tiempo y la saludé.  Ella respondió el saludo y siguió con sus cosas.  Cuando salió de la habitación estuve a punto de decirle a la secretaría “¿Qué hace la fulanita aquí?  Pero reaccioné a tiempo y le pregunté ¿Quién es ella?  Y la secretaria me confirmó que era quien yo ya sabía y que ella también compartía la oficina.  Resulta que son 5 profesionales compartiendo el lugar y no tres como yo suponía.  El caso es que Cristy estuvo frente a una persona que conoce y reconoce a su alter ego y pasó inadvertida.  Por supuesto que ella no se percato que la mujer en la sala de espera no era una mujer menos aún percatarse de quién era el hombre detrás de la mujer.  De hecho, cuando le mostré videos y fotos recientes de Cristy a mi madre su asombro fue tal que me dijo que ni pasando al lado de ella en la calle me hubiera reconocido.  En todo caso, esta es una anécdota más que contar y que le dio un toque especial a esta salida.

Luego de unos minutos de conversación me despedí de la secretaría con un beso en la mejilla, cono de costumbre y salí para el auto.  Luego de subirme al auto llamé a mi cuñada pero no respondió su celular.  Al llegar a casa de mis padres ella me llamó de vuelta para decirme que estaba ocupada en la oficina pero que llegaría a las 3 p.m.  Esto no nos dejaría mucho tiempo para salir pero igual yo estaba ansiosa por tener la oportunidad de hacer algo con ella.  Mientras llegaba la hora me cambié para tomarme algunas fotos con otros atuendos.  Me puse una blusa muy escotada para lucir la línea del busto que había logrado con tape.  La siguiente son foto muestra uno de estos atuendos.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126232/

Cuando mi cuñada llegó, yo estaba vestida con una blusa roja muy escotada, una mini falda con un escote al lado y mis botas negras nuevas.  El atuendo se muestra en la siguiente foto:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126226/

Al abrirle la puerta para que entrara me adelanté a decirle “no creas que voy a salir así”  Ella me miró con sorpresa y me dijo, que buenas piernas tienes desgraciada y las dos nos echamos a reír.  Luego me preguntó que cómo había logrado simular pechos y le contesté que con hormonas jeje.  Es broma le dije luego, esto se logra con tape que duele horrores al quitarlo pero que valía la pena cada segundo.

Cuando hablamos para concertar la salida, le comenté a mi cuñada que estaba depilada y que saldría con falda.  Por alguna razón ella pensó que usaría una mini y ella llevó una mini y una blusa mus escotada y sexy.  Creo que esta vez ella no quería sentirse fuera de lugar.  El caso es que la minifalda de gamuza que yo hubiera podido usar sin desentonar ya la había devuelto a mi casa luego de las fotos del día anterior por lo que decidí usar la falda vaporosa de cuadros blanco y negro que también había soñado con usar con piernas depiladas.  La complementé con un top negro no muy escotado y las mismas sandalias que usé para ir al doctor.  La foto en el vínculo muestra este atuendo.  Ya me han visto usar esta falda y sandalias con un “top” blanco.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/489126220/

Tal y como habíamos quedado, acentuamos el maquillaje de mi cuñada y le presté unas pestañas y uñas postizas.  Ella estaba fascinada y me dijo que ella había prendido a ser más femenina conmigo y con mis consejos.  Yo me sentí muy halagada y más mujer que nunca.  Me comentó también que conmigo se sentía igual que como se sentía cuando se escapaba de viaje una vez al año con su grupo de amigas y se divertían arreglándose y saliendo juntas.  Yo no podía creerlo, mi propia cuñada me quería y percibía como una amiga.  La uñas postizas le fascinaron y se sintió tan bien y femenina con ellas que se las dejo puestas por una semana.

Una vez las dos estuvimos listas, y debo de admitir que ella lucía preciosa, nos dispusimos a salir.  Los planes de ir a almorzar ya no podían realizarse dada la hora y tampoco podríamos ir al centro comercial.  Ella tenía que comprar una tela para un proyecto de su hija en el colegio así que fuimos a un centro comercial que se especializa en decoración.  Mientras ella conducía me aconsejaba que intentara realizar un viaje al extranjero al año con mi esposa con el objetivo principal de salir las dos juntas y que ella nos podría acompañar para que fuéramos tres. Creo que esto es algo que haré en un futuro cercano pues mi esposa está de acuerdo con esto también.

Llegamos al centro comercial, nos estacionamos y bajamos.  Estábamos un poco nerviosas pues ahí hay un café al que muchas personas conocidas asisten con regularidad.  Al salir del elevador caminamos en sentido contrario del café y nos dirigimos a la tienda.  Esta es una tienda muy grande en la que cuesta mucho encontrar quien atienda.  Entramos y empezamos a buscar el tipo de tela y color que necesitábamos.  Pasamos frente a muchas personas sin despertar sospecha alguna y cuando encontramos la tela que buscábamos mi cuñada intentó llamar la atención de una señorita para que nos atendiera pero ella le contestó que ya atendía a alguien más.  Las dos intentamos sacar el rollo de tela pero pesaba mucho.  En son de broma yo le comente “creo que necesitamos un hombre que nos ayude” y nos reímos.  Ella decidió ir a conseguir alguien que nos ayudara y yo me quedé sola frente al rollo de tela.  En un momento mi cuñada apareció por un pasillo me miró y me dijo “te ves muy bien”  creo que su comentario obedeció a que al salir del pasillo ella vio a una mujer sin percatarse que era yo y cuando se dio cuenta reaccionó y pensó que en realidad era yo y me había visto como cualquier otra mujer.  Ese comentario me lleno de confianza y me hizo sentir muy bien.  Mientras ella seguía buscando una señorita se aproximó y yo le pedí que si nos podía ayudar.  Me pregunto que cuanta tela necesitábamos y procedió a cortarla.  Mientras ella cortaba yo conversaba con ella y luego llamé a mi cuñada para que llegara a donde estábamos.  Nos dieron la tela y fuimos a pagarla a la caja en donde había muchas personas sin que se produjeran miradas de sospecha o asombro.  Cristy había logrado pasar una prueba más y se sentía tan mujer como cualquier otra.  Creo que me he realizado como mujer y espero temer muchas experiencias como esta en las que me sienta solamente una mujer más en el mundo exterior.  Salimos de la tienda, subimos al auto y nos dirigimos de vuelta a casa de mis padres.  Mi cuñada repitió lo bien que se había sentido conmigo y que se había divertido mucho.  Yo le di las gracias y al llegar a casa de mis padres nos bajamos y ella fue a cambiarse de ropa y quitarse el maquillaje y las pestañas pero se dejo las uñas puestas.  Quedamos que en la próxima oportunidad nos probaremos mucha ropa y nos tomaremos fotos.  Mientras conducía para su casa P llamó a mi esposa para comentarle que la había pasado muy bien y que Cristy le hacía sentir más femenina y coqueta.  Ya en una oportunidad ella me había dicho que sentía envidia de lo mucho que yo disfrutaba de ser mujer y que ella daba todo por sentado y no disfrutaba el ser mujer tanto como yo.  La relación con mi cuñada ha pasado a otro plano y existe un cariño muy especial entre nosotros y nosotras.  Me siento infinitamente dichosa por tener una esposa y una cuñada tan excepcionales.  Por algo son hermanas.

Lamentablemente debido a la inseguridad que hay en nuestro país, no es fácil tomar fotos en centros comerciales sin llamar la atención del personal de seguridad por lo que nos abstuvimos de hacerlo.  Espero que podamos tomar muchas fotos en futuras oportunidades.

Luego de que mi cunada se fue yo estaba tan emocionada y cansada que decidí ya no seguir probándome más ropa ni tomar más fotos.  Me desvestí, me quité el maquillaje, tome una ducha y me fui a casa más temprano de lo esperado.

El martes siguiente me tocó ir como chico al psiquiatra y al preguntarle si la secretaria había echo algún comentario me respondido que no y que no había indicios de que ella sospechara que Cristy no era una mujer.  Por su cuenta el me comentó que nuevamente Cristy lo había sorprendido con su arreglo y cuidado del detalle.

Esta vez me he extendido más que nunca pero ha sido una experiencia muy linda que he querido compartir con lujo de detalles con ustedes.  Espero no haberles aburrido.  No sé cuándo será la próxima salida de Cristy al mundo pero por el momento me siento realizada y llena de felicidad.

Besos,

Cristy

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!!!! SMOOTH !!!!

April 10th, 2007 9:13 pm MDT

Hi dear friends,

The title of the entry says it all. Yes, there is no feeling like being smooth all over. It had been over 5 years since the last time I felt that wonderful sensation but this morning I got to experience it again in all its glory. Why? Well, mostly because I have the most wonderful wife a girl like me could ask for. It will just be from today until Friday but I am thrilled and feel terrific so I thought I should share my joy with you.

Cristy has her fifth shrink appointment this Thursday at 11 a.m. and since it is extremely warm here this time of the year I hinted my wife that it would be too painful for me to go all covered up. As many of you know, my wife likes her husband with the little fur he has in its place and has always been reluctant to let me shave. She replied that she could agree to let me shave the lower part of my legs and that the chest was out of the question but that she would think about it. I did not insist but reminded her about it a few times over our one-week-vacation that ended last Saturday.

When I told her Sunday afternoon that I had confirmed the appointment for Thursday, we discussed the issue again and she said that all she could agree for was the lower legs. I replied that it was fine with me and did not insist at all. Yesterday, I called my sister-in-law to ask her if she would have time to go out with Cristy for lunch at another mall and then maybe do some shopping. Without hesitation she said that she was up to it and asked me to call her when I was on my way out from the shrink so that she could pick me up. She asked what would I wear with the warm weather and I replied that I was trying to convince my wife to let me shave all my body. Her reply was: "Tell her that it is fashionable for men to be hairless these days".

Last night when I told my wife that her sister and I were going out for a girl's shopping adventure right after the shrink, I mentioned her comment on hairless men and left it at that. this morning I got up early for my hour of tennis. I usually take a shower and change at the club and the go to work but today I decided to go back home and take it easy. On my way back home my wife called to let me know that she was already on her way to work and before hanging up she said: "If you want, you can shave all" I could not believe my ears!!! To make sure I had heard right I told her that I would go buy some surgical tape and she asked what for? I told her that I would need it to produce some cleavage and she just said that I was silly. That was the confirmation that I had heard right :D

Once I got home I took a hot shower with bubbles and got rid of the unwanted fur. Oh, what a feeling as I felt my smooth skin being touched by the bubbles. How I wished my wife liked me all shaved! In any case, I will get to enjoy this glorious feeling for a few days and then will have to withstand the itching as the damn hair grows back; unless there is a miracle and it does not grow back ever again. Yah, sure Cristy, dream on LOL.

I have to admit that I had mixed feelings as I was de-furing myself. I know that my wife will have trouble seeing me like that and maybe even have no intimate moments for a while. I know how difficult it must have been for her to let me do this selfish thing and it proves how much she loves me and how much I love her in return not only for this but for every little thing she does for me and our family. God bless her and lets me make her as happy as she deserves to be (even if it has to wait until my hair grows back)

Tomorrow I will take the afternoon off to have a photo session at my parent's home and then on Thursday the most especial day in recent Cristy's history. Stay tuned because there will be a blog posting next week with the call of the events and hopefully some photos at Flickr and videos at YouTube to go with it. Don't expect lingerie shots even though I am considering a couple of nighties ;-) We will see but it will be nice to give Photoshop a rest for hair removal tasks regarding chest-showing and bare-leg shots LOL.

I am the happiest girl on the face of the earth today and I needed to share this magical joy with you all.

I miss you, hope you are all well and send you the warmest of hugs.

Cristy

 

PS  All this is while still on break :D 

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Debo de tomarme un descanso.

February 22nd, 2007 12:07 pm MST

Querid@s amig@s,

He estado posponiendo escribir este mensaje por algún tiempo en parte por falta de tiempo pero creo que también, en el fondo, porque es algo que no quisiera hacer.  Ha llegado el momento de tomarme otro descanso o sabático.  Para mi ha sido siempre motivo de placer y agrado el mantenerme en contacto con tod@s ustedes pero tengo asuntos que atender que requieren de mi total dedicación.

Recientemente me he percatado que mi vida productiva no será eterna y hay muchas cosas en el campo profesional y de negocios que quisiera alcanzar antes de que se me acabe el tiempo.  También me propongo asegurar el futuro económico de mi familia.  Esto es aún más importante cuando se tiene un hijo “especial” que, probablemente, nunca pueda llevar una vida totalmente independiente.  Para ser más productiv@ he incrementado mi carga de trabajo y estoy por embarcarme en un par de nuevos negocios.  Como comprenderán, esto significa que tendré que sacrificar la mayor parte del tiempo que dedico a mantener a Cristy conectada y en interacción; por lo menos en lo que echo a andar estos nuevos retos.

He pensado con detenimiento cómo manejar este retiro temporal.  Durante los casi 3 años que Cristy ha tenido presencia en Internet, he conocido cientos o quizás cerca de mil amig@s TG.  He intentado responder a cada correo, mensaje y comentario que recibo y, al mismo tiempo, subir fotos, videos y “blogs”.  Ha habido ocasiones en las que hubiese deseado contratar una secretaría para que me ayudara pero, aún y cuando eso hubiese sido posible, no hubiese sido lo mismo.  Hasta hoy, utilizo casi todo mi tiempo libre para responder correos, mensajes y comentarios y, aún y cuando es la parte más gratificante de mi vida como Cristy; esta es la parte que debo de sacrificar.  Esto no significa que dejaré de vestirme.  Como tod@as sabemos, no es algo que podamos dejar con facilidad y al final de cuentas es algo que sucede solamente una vez por mes y en ocasiones sobrepasa los dos meses como ahora.  En tanto siga vistiéndome habrá más fotos, videos y hasta “blogs”  Al momento de considerar si debería seguir subiendo material nuevo o no durante mi ausencia, me pregunté qué pensarían mis amistades el hecho de subir material sin tener interacción.  Lo que finalmente me hizo decidirme por seguir subiendo material fue el hecho de que muchas amigas me han comentado que el ver y leer a Cristy les ha servido como fuente de inspiración y motivación para aceptar y aprender a vivir con el ser CD.  Es así como decidí limitar mi actividad en Internet a lo  siguiente:

1.    Continuaré subiendo fotos, videos y “blogs”.  La verdad es que me he tomado tantas fotos que podría subir una diaria por diez años sin repetir  (esto es lo que sucede cuanto te pones linda y no puedes salir).  La razón por la que no subo más fotos es porque prefiero invertir el tiempo en responder correo y mensajes.  Les pido por favor que no pongan comentarios en lo que suba si esperan una respuesta de mi parte puesto que no tendré tiempo para hacerlo.  Mi forma de comunicarme con ustedes será a través de los subtítulos de las fotos y los videos o en los blogs cuando suceda algo fuera de lo ordinario.
2.    Leeré todo el correo, mensajes y comentarios que reciba en todos mis sitios pero no los responderé.  Hago una excepción con URNA (Urnotalone) en donde intentare seguir activa ya que es el primer sitio en el que puse perfil y sigue siendo muy especial para mi.  Me reservo el derecho a responder algún correo en caso de considerarlo de suma importancia.
3.    Procesare todas las aprobaciones de mensajes y las solicitudes para agregarme como amiga en los sitios en los que aún puedo hacerlo.  En Yahoo 360 ya alcancé el limite de amig@s y por lo tanto no puedo aceptar ni emitir invitaciones a no ser que alguna de mis amigas me elimine de su lista o que borre su perfil.  Me han comentado, que cuando ven mi página de yahoo 360 indica que tengo menos de 300 amigas (286 o algo así).  Yo corroboré esto al visitar mi página con mi usuario masculino.  Sin embargo, cuando me conecto como Cristy me indica que tengo 300 amigas y no me deja agregar a nadie más.  Ni siquiera recibo las invitaciones que me mandan.  Por algo es que aún siguen en versión Beta del sitio.
4.    Hace 5 meses que no me conecto a los “Messenger” y seguiré inactiva en todos los sitios de “Chat”
5.    Haré lo posible por actualizar mi biografía para responder a las preguntas más frecuentes que me hacen.

Para mi va a ser muy difícil mantenerme al margen y no responder a sus comunicaciones pero les pido que comprendan que esta es la única manera en que puedo mantenerme activa en Internet, dadas las circunstancias.  Si esto no llegara a funcionar, tendré que dejar de subir material y dejar los sitios sin atención hasta que llegue el momento en que pueda interactuar de nuevo.

Quiero que sepan que las quiero mucho como amigas y atesoro nuestra amistad sin importar lo mucho o lo poco que nos hemos mantenido en contacto.  El lazo que nos une por ser chicas TG es tan fuerte que trasciende cualquier barrera y nos permite compartir cosas que no compartimos con nadie.  Nadie puede entendernos mejor que otra chica como nosotras.  Este vínculo que nos une permitirá que nuestra amistad dure por siempre.  Este no es un adiós sino un hasta pronto mis queridas amigas.  Espero que el seguir subiendo material evite que se olviden de esta amiga que las quiere mucho y que no las olvidará.

Besos y nos vemos en unos cuantos meses,

Cristy

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I am taking another break.

February 22nd, 2007 12:05 pm MST

To all my Internet friends,

I have been putting this writing off for some time due to lack of time but also maybe because I did not want to write it.  The time has come to announce yet another hiatus, sabbatical or hibernation.  I enjoy keeping in touch with you very much but there are other, more important matters in my life that need my complete attention and dedication for some time.

Recently I have come to realize that my productive life will soon come to an end and I still have many things I would like to accomplish in the professional and business level before then.  I also have to provide a secured future for my family.  This is even more important when you have a special needs child that might never be able to lead a fully independent life.  In order to produce more income I have increased my workload and am also embarking in new business ventures.  As you can imagine, this means that I will have to sacrifice most of the time I devote to keeping Cristy active and connected; at least until I set the wheels turning in those new ventures.

I have given much thought at how should I handle this.  Over the almost 3 years that Cristy has been around on the Internet, I have met hundreds and maybe even close to a thousand friends.  I have tried to reply to every email, message and comment I receive and at the same time, post photos, blog entries and videos.  At times I wished I could hire a secretary to do some of that work for me but then, even if it were possible, it would not be the same.  Replying to email, messages and comments takes almost all my free time and even though it is the most rewarding part of my life as Cristy, it is the activity that I have to sacrifice.  I will continue dressing as I have done for most of my life and, after all, it is a once a month activity although I have not dressed in more than two months now.  Therefore, it is expected that there will be more photos, videos and even blogs.  I pondered if I should continue posting to my sites and wondered how my friends would take my posting without interacting.  What made me decide to continue posting was the fact that many friends have told me how seeing and reading Cristy has inspired and motivated them to accept and learn to live with their cross-dressing.  All things considered, I decided to limit my Internet activity to the following:

1.    I will continue posting photos, videos and blogs.  I have so many photos that I could post one photo a day for ten years (that is what happens when you dress regularly and have nowhere to go).  I have not posted regularly because I used most of my free time to replying email.  I encourage all of you not to comment on any of them if you expect a response from me because I will not be able to reciprocate.  You will know how things are going for Cristy by reading the photo or video captions and also through blogs, when something out of the ordinary happens.

2.    I will read but will not reply to email, messages and comments in any of my sites except for Urnotalone, which was my first profile and will always be important to me.  I might reply to a message if I consider a response is mandatory and as time permits.

3.    I will process all friend requests and comment approvals on all of my sites.  I have already reached the friend limit at yahoo 360 and therefore can’t accept invites or invite anyone unless a friend removes me from her list or deletes her profile.  Some of you have told me that when they see my page in Yahoo 360 it shows me as having less than 300 friends  (around 286)  I visited my page while logged with my male ID and I was surprised to see that they were right.  However, when I am logged to my page it shows 300 friends and will not let me receive or issue invitations.  But then again, this is why 360 has been in Beta forever.

4.    I have not logged-in to Yahoo Messenger in 5 months and will continue to be inactive there or in any other chat program.

5.    I will do my best to update my biography to address all the common questions that are not considered now.

It will be very difficult for me to stay on the sidelines and not reply to your communications but please understand that this is the only way that I will be able to maintain an active Internet presence, given the circumstances.  If this does not work I will have to stop posting material and leave the sites unattended until I have the time to be interactive again.  

I cherish and value all of you as friends regardless of how often we have communicated.  As I have mentioned before, the bond we share is so strong that we know exactly how the other feels.  We have been blessed with the joy of experiencing femininity in various degrees and levels within the TG spectrum and this common factor that has brought us together will keep us together for as long as we shall live.  This is not a goodbye but rather a see you in a couple of months message.  By continue posting Cristy material I hope that you will not forget about this sincere friend who will never forget about you.

Love you all and see you in a few months,

Cristy

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A Very Spacial Day

December 14th, 2006 6:39 am MST

**** WARNING1 ****
THIS BLOG IN UNUSUALLY LONG EVEN FOR CRISTY’S STANDARDS.  IF YOU HAVE A TENDENCY TO GET ESILY BORED WITH ELLABORATED DESCRIPTIONS AND USELESS DETAILS WE RECOMMEND THAT YOU GO DIRECTLY TO THE PHOTO AND VIDEO LINKS NEAR THE END.    


December 11, 2006, was a memorable day for me as Cristy.  Not since the late 80’s had I experienced such thrill and excitement and I would like to share my axcitement with you.  I will try to be brief and spare the details but it can be difficult when you are as excited as I am.  Again, what I am about to narrate might seem trivial to many of you but to me it was the best day I have ever had as a female.  

Where to begin?  I will try from the start and see how it develops.  I already knew this day would be special and will not get into the detail of how it came to happen and will go straight to the events an fill you in as we go.  I drove to my parents’ home early in the morning and by 10:30 am I was all set to go to my fourth visit to the therapist.  The third visit took place on August 22 and it was fun but not much different from the two previous, with the usual conversation with the secretary only this time more amicable and a typical session with the doctor.  There were no videos made and just a few photos taken, some of which can be seen on my Flickr photo page at:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/315047370/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/315047369/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/315047367/

Ok, on to the fourth visit.  I had already decided what to wear and since this is the coldest time of the year here I would have no problem wearing a long skirt with boots and a sweater; or so I thought.  My wife had bought me an awesome pair of brown leather boots the week before and I was really looking forward to wearing them out.  This time I got extra care in getting my makeup perfect and once I was all dolled up I put some blusher, lipstick, compact powder and a few other necessities in my purse; took the car keys and drove out.  The anxiety I had felt in previous times was almost non-existent this time.  Having done this three times before I was completely confident.  As I was driving to the doctor’s office I called my sister-in-law to let her know that I would be in therapy for the next hour.  Why the call?  You will soon find out.

Once I arrived I got off the car and walked towards the townhouse complex where the doctor’s office is located.  I rang the bell and the familiar face of the secretary greeted my with a smile as we kissed each other on the cheek.  I had called her twice the week before to set the appointment for Monday at 11 am and was looking forward to chatting after three months of not seeing her.  She was as friendly as usual and we immediately initiated an amicable conversation.  There was a teen girl sitting across from me in the waiting area; I smiled and she smiled back.  The conversation with the secretary focused on the Holidays and on how long had it been since my last appointment.  She also complimented me on the boots I was wearing.  I was happy that she noticed.  It was already time for my appointment but the doctor was obviously running late.  I thought it was fine with me because it would give me a chance to chat with the secretary a bit more.  After a couple of minutes a lady came down the stairs and the teen girl got up.  It was evident that the lady was her mother and she was in session with another doctor in the office.  The lady was not very polite and didn’t even made eye contact or acknowledge me in any way, and that was fine with me.  Some people feel ashamed of being seen at a therapist office or are just too shy.  I continued my conversation with the secretary, as she was typing the lady’s invoice.  Both of us felt very comfortable talking as if we had known each other for a long time and I was enjoying every second, every word and every gesture.

Almost as soon as the lady and her daughter had left, another lady came down the stairs.  She was the patient that was ahead of me with my therapist.  She was very friendly and after saying hello, joined the conversation talking about how sad the Holidays would be for the doctor since his mother had just passed away a few weeks before.  My alter ego already knew that and had expressed his condolences to the doctor but as Cristy I had to pretend that I did not know and asked the secretary when had this happened and told her how sorry I was to learn about it.  As the three of us continued chatting about other topics, a man came down the stairs and as soon as he was all the way down stopped and stared at me for about 30 seconds.  I could notice by his expression that he was wondering who I was not what I was.  I had never seen him there before but the other lady greeted him and called him doctor.  He came towards us and joined the conversation standing right in front of me.  He made a joke about how he felt at his age (he looked over 60 years old) and we all laughed and continued talking for a short time.  At this moment the secretary’s phone rang and she instructed me to go upstairs to the doctors office.  I got up, said good-bye to the doctor and the lady and walked upstairs.  All the time I felt as just any other woman and was not self-conscious at all.  I guess that after a few tests passed with flying colors my confidence has grown to a point that I no longer worry about being told.  I have come to realize that if you are confident and your attitude and behavior shows it, passing is much more easier.

The doctor greeted me and as I walked in his office I told him quietly:  “As Cristy I just learned about your mother’s passing away.  Please accept my most sincere condolences.”  He thanked me and told me how his mother’s death had affected him just like he had done with my alter ego a week before.  When I asked him who the gentleman was, he told me that he was another psychiatrist who has his office there but is not around often.  He also told me that he had stepped out to the bathroom and that he thought he had heard my voice in the middle of a lively conversation.  I told him about how I had enjoyed the interaction and he asked if it had been gratifying to pass another test.  My reply with a big grin on my face was a definite yes.  Another comment worth mentioning is that he told me that having seen me both as a male and as a female he knew who was the man behind Cristy but found it almost impossible to see traces of the male in me.  He said that even though it was the same face and bone structure, the makeup and wig made such a difference that it was hard to tell that I was actually a male.  Another big grin and a heartfelt thank you for the compliment were in order, as I felt validated by someone who is able to appreciate the transformation.

This is already long enough so I will skip most of the details about the one-hour session.  One thing we talked about, and he was surprised to learn, was why I was so excited.  Some of you with whom I have corresponded lately have perhaps already figured it out but for those of you who don’t know, here is what made this day so special in the life of Cristy:  I told him that I was excited because I was going out for lunch and some shopping with my sister-in-law.  My alter ego had already told him about her offer to go out with me if my wife gave her blessing and an opportunity presented.  I will call her “P” hereinafter.  P has been for the past year more than a sister-in-law to me.  As a matter of fact, I think of her as a sister and as a close friend now.

P had known about Cristy since before I married her sister and had seen photos from the early days.  For the past year my CDing started to come up in our conversations more than usual and she was the one who made my wife realize that she should let me go out.  This is how I started to go out to the therapist and I was ever so grateful to both of them for that.  About two months ago I asked P if she would like to meet the “current” Cristy and without hesitation she said “yes”.  It was obvious that it would be through photos and video since we were sitting in front of my computer.  When she saw the photos she was speechless and astonished.  She told me that from then on she would ask me for fashion advice and that I looked amazing.  She used words like, unbelievable, perfect and photogenic during our conversation.  When she saw a video and saw me move and heard me talk she smiled with astonishment and said “I would go out with you whenever you want”  I could not believe my ears and we both agreed that if that were to happen it would have to be with my wife’s blessing.  We both told my wife about the conversation separately and when I asked my wife she said that it would be fine with her so the door was open for a new and exciting experience; the kind of experience I had not had since the late eighties when my wife and I used to go out as two girls (you already know we were just friends then).

When I went to the therapist the week before I asked him if he had an opening for the following Monday since it was the only possible day for Cristy to go out.  I was happy to hear that he had 11 a.m. (my usual time) open.  It was after that that I called the secretary to set the appointment already knowing that the doctor was saving that time slot for me.  A couple of days later when I mentioned my visit to the therapist to P, the first thing she said was “do you want to have lunch after that?”  Again, I could not believe my ears.  We agreed that we would ask my wife and if it were ok with her then we would go out for lunch and maybe some shopping.  I asked my wife, she said ok and on Sunday confirmed it to P and she said that she would pick me up at my parents’ at around 12:30 p.m. and then we would go have lunch and then to a big mall that has just been expanded.

So, back in the doctor’s office and after my revelation, conversation went around what differences are there between CDs and TSs in general.  As I have told you before, he has no experience in this matter and is learning what he can from me.  When the time was up we wished each other happy Holidays and agreed on continuing our meetings next year.  I went down to meet the secretary, took the cash out of my purse and paid.  After that, we kissed goodbye and wished each other happy Holidays.  As I was heading out the door my cell phone rang.  Being a typical lady, I struggled to take it out of my purse and once I found it they had already hung up.  I checked and the call was from P.  I called her back right away as I was walking towards the car and she told me that she would be a bit late because something had came up at work.  I told her not to worry and that I would be waiting for her.  I drove to my parents’ home and touched up my makeup for a quick photo session.  The following link shows one of those photos:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/321713441/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/321713445/

As I was anxiously waiting for P, my mind was racing about the possibilities and how would she react when seeing me live.  When we agreed on meeting, I told her that photos and videos were one thing and the real thing was another and if she thought that I did not look passable that she was free to opt out.  P called me around 1:45 telling me that she was sorry for the delay but that she was on her way.  She arrived around two and when I opened the door she could not believe her eyes.  Her expression said it all to me.  She had her eyes wide open with a look of disbelief.  She said that I looked just like the photos.  I had already told her what I was wearing so she wore a similar outfit.  From my times out with my wife I knew that girls usually check on what to wear so that they fit in and don’t feel under or overdressed when seen together.  She was wearing a long black skirt with black boots and a lime top with lime sweater.  She is so sweet that she even went to the hairdresser and dressed up from what she usually wears to work.  The only difference between us was the heavy makeup I was wearing while she was very natural.

After checking me out she told me that I had a nice behind and that the only flaw were my large hands.  We already knew that and she said that I should try to bend them a bit to make them less obvious.  She was also very impressed with how natural my hair looked.  As we were heading out I put on my sunglasses and asked her how I looked with them.  Her reply was “awesome!”  You can imagine how I felt.  We got in her car and since we did not have much time now we decided to go to the nearest mall and have lunch there.  This is the upscale mall I went to more than a year ago in the furtive adventure that triggered all the events that took us where we are now after I confessed my wife all about it.

On the way to the mall we were talking like two good girlfriends and she was very comfortable with me or, if she was not, she did not show it.  I asked her to set the air conditioning as cold as possible since, after having very cold days, it was a bit warm and both of us were searing heavy clothes.  We arrived to the mall, parked in the basement and instead of taking the elevator up we took the stairs.  The stairs took us outside and as the wind was blowing hard, our hair got a bit messed up.  P asked me if my wig would come off with the wind and I assured her that it wouldn’t.  Once inside we fixed our hair the best we could and started to walk towards the restaurant through the promenade.  The mall was not as crowded as we expected to be during the Holidays.  I was so thrilled and confident that it would have not made any difference.  We had lunch at a small cafe that is right on the promenade and away from the food court.  We sat next to a couple and a lady with her young daughter, and continued our animated conversation.  The waitress approached us with that sweet sound that so many of us enjoy so much “What can I get you LADIES”  We both ordered salads and iced tea.  Our conversation went from trivial things to how I was feeling as a heterosexual guy passing for a girl.  At one point,  P stared at me while I was talking and with a sweet smile told me “Your eyes are divine”.  Not being good at taking compliments I told her that it was because of the eye-shadows and the fake lashes.  She then said that I did a wonderful work with the shadows and that she had never tried to wear fake lashes.  I told her that she did not need them because she had beautiful natural lashes but offered to let her wear some of mine some other time. At any moment we were distracted by what was going on around us.  We sat and talked for about a half an hour and after she finished her salad and I had had enough of mine (I can hardly eat when dressed due to the excitement) I asked for the check, paid and we were ready to hit a few stores since we had not much time. I took my camera out and asked her to take a photo of me at the Christmas tree when we went down.  She grabbed the camera and took a terrible close-up of me that I might share some day if I get courageous.  

The watch that I thought of wearing that day had a dead battery so I had to wear another one.  However, thinking that we might come to this mall I had put the watch in my purse just in case since the jewelry store where I bought it, for my wife, is there..  We went to the jewelry store and I asked the clerk if they could replace the battery.  They usually do it while you wait but she told me that the guy who did that had called in sick.  “Tough luck” I thought and thanked the lady.  We walked out and went to the first floor to take some photos with the Christmas tree. At times I could sense that P was a bit nervous hoping that no one would notice.  After all, I was hidden behind coats of makeup but she was showing her natural face to the world.  Taking photos is not common inside shopping malls either but the Christmas tree is always an attraction and the perfect excuse.  Out of the three shots that she took, only one came fairly descent and out of focus due to the tree-lights that fooled the camera’s auto-focus.

After the photos I told P that there was this shoe store that I wanted  to check in the third floor.  We took the escalator and while on the second floor, I asked her again to take a photo of me sitting on a bench.  This photo actually came out quite nice and you can see it here:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/320897115/

After that we went to the shoe store but did not find anything we liked.  As I had done during my furtive visit, I would initiate conversation with the store clerks and felt quite comfortable.  When we were looking at some boots P mentioned that a friend of hers had gotten a nice pair of fake suede boots with wedged heel.  I told her that my wife had bought a pair like those too at another mall but if she wanted they had a store in this mall as well.  The store was in the lower level so we took the escalators again checking the windows as we slowly walked and talked.  We got in this other store and asked for the boots but they were sold out.  Again, nothing else caught our eye.  It was about time to leave but on our way out we came into another shoe store where they had the suede boots.  P tired those on and also another pair similar to the ones I was wearing.  I tried on a pair of brown-peep-toe platforms that looked divine but were a bit tight on size 9.  I asked the lady if they had a 9 ½ but they only had them in size 10 and it was too loose.  We spent about twenty minutes in that store trying on shoes and looking at what they had.  I asked one of the clerks if I could have my photo taken there and she said that it was not permitted. Hmm,   not only did they not had the shoes I liked in my size but they would not let me save that glorious moment to posterity.  P bought the suede boots in brown and we took the escalator down to the first basement and then the stairs down to the second basement where we had parked.

As P drove me back we talked about what a good time we have had and planned on future outings.  P told me that the next time she wanted me to make her face up so that both of us wore heavy makeup.  She thought it would be fun for her and that the two of us will have similar looks, then.  I gladly accepted her offer and am already looking forward to out next adventure.  She also mentioned that she had noticed that I drew too much attention.  I asked her if she had noticed if people could tell that I was not a girl and she said that that was not the case.  She explained that I looked quite attractive and since I was overdressed for the mall and all made up, people would stare.  Since I do not fidget while out, I never check if people stare at me for whatever reason so I honestly did not notice but P seemed to notice.  I took it as a compliment even though I do the transformation for my own pleasure and not to draw other people’s attention.  However, I have to admit that it feels good to be considered attractive by others.  In any case, as my dearest friend Laura Recinos said me when I showed her the photo at the mall, “What really matters is not that you feel beautiful or attractive but that you l feel fulfilled and happy”.  That is exactly how I felt.  I felt like a fulfilled girl who was happy to express herself in the real world.

At  3:45 P parked at the curve in front of my parents’ home and as we kissed each other goodbye.  I thanked her from the bottom of my heart for the spectacular one hour and forty-five minutes we had spent together.  Hopefully in future times we will be able to make it last longer and go different places.  I got off the car, opened the house door and got in to rejoice in the wonderful moments I just had lived.  I took a video in English and another in Spanish narrating the events of the day in a very nervous and excited state.  After that, some more photos and called it the day at around 7 p.m.

The Spanish video can be watched at:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGIrFsxlsDM

The English video had to be split in two parts because it ran longer than the 10 minutes that YouTube allows.  The links are:

Part 1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Kejyhz8iA0

Part 2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xs2-AETDmS8

For some of the photos after I returned go to:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/321713446/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/321713448/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cristy98girl/321721732/

Ok, I know, I said I would be brief and spare the details but I guess I am still to excited and think of all this as a dream that I need to write down so that I will never forget it.  No matter how many times I get to be out alone, with P or anyone else, this day will always be special to me.

Let me finish saying that not only am I fortunate enough to have an exceptional wife, lover and friend all in one but also to have an extraordinary sister-in-law, sister and friend, all in one.  God bless my wife and her sister for being g so special to me and God bless all of you for your friendship and support.

I hope that all of you my dear friends and your families have a merry Christmas filled with joy and blessings and that the New Year brings happiness and success to all.

Hugs and kisses,
Cristy

EDITOR’S NOTE:
Cristy went overboard again and did not follow my advice to keep it short and concise.  We at 360 Media Corporation apologize to you, the readers for her lack of consideration in writing such an extensive blog entry.  Shame on you, Cristy.  You will be responsible for many friends falling asleep while attempting to finish this epic story around just a simple outing over a couple of hours.  I guess that it will take longer to read your call of the events than the duration of the actual events.

CRISTY’S REPLY TO THE EDITOR:

OOOOOPS, Sorry :D

COMERCIAL:

I will be away on vacation with my family from December 18 until January 4.  I will have very limited access to the Internet during that time and kindly ask you to hold your emails and messages until I return.  Again, happy Holidays and God bless you all.



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