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Confessions in Daisy Dukes

OK, for starters, sorry about the long scroll down. I guess I could have made the image a little smaller but then I would have the misfortune of not letting you see the new love in my life for all its glory. I find it odd that I’m getting around now to try out these highly sexy denim shorts since they’ve been around, oh, since the 80’s. Better now than never as it goes.

Maybe it was a particular image that caught my eye or just the urge to wear something feminine but different, I can’t remember, but I went out and bought my very own pair of Daisy Duke shorts in my usual jean size (not revealing it, sorry). You should have seen my face when I ripped open that package and rushed to put them on.

They barely hung onto my ass meaning they were meant for a woman quite heftier than I. Fine, returned it and ordered another pair a couple sizes smaller. I was having my doubts if these would actually fit since I had never sized or worn womens jeans and the size ordered was WAY below my usual size for even a tight pair of jeans.

Received in the mail again. Ripped open the package, slipped them on with a bit of pessimism. Prepared for another return.

Yet the Hollister shorts fit, well, perfectly. They were tight but not constricting and no loose areas. I noticed on the tag, they have the slightest bit of spandex which allows them to stretch and cover my ass perfectly and comfortably. But now we have to get down to what I was really waiting for. The match made in heaven: wearing them over pantyhose.

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I Paid $133 For a Pair of Pantyhose… But I Don’t Regret It

When it comes to luxury pantyhose, Wolford Neon 40 sits there perched all nice and pretty right at the top. For around $45 (37 EUR) you can drape your legs in a gorgeous, high-shine glory sure to be the envy of all other crossdressers out there. Whenever yours truly spots what could be pantyhose ecstasy (not named Wolford), however, then I just have to have it, no matter what the cost is. In this case, it did test the ability to empty my wallet, er I mean purse.

So I bought a pair of Fogal Rapallo for (gulp) the rough equivalent of $133 (112 EUR). What the fuck!? I thought since it was around Christmas time and I so desperately needed to get a present for myself. Just yesterday I received them and opened that package like it was Christmas. Thick, black and super silky, I slipped them over my stems eager to see if these would replace my beloved Wolford as queen of the pantyhose throne.

The verdict: the Rapallo are incredibly gorgeous and I have to say share the spot on top with Wolford.

For those of you unfamiliar with this particular pantyhose, you may be acquainted with another one of it’s rivals: Platino Luxe Fata or Cecilia de Rafael Uppsala. Basically, they are all tights of very high denier (100+) meaning very opaque with an illustrious shine and those trademark seams running up the back of the leg. They probably don’t get everyone’s panties wet but they happen to be a guilty pleasure of mine since I now own a pair of all three.

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