I am rather lucky to live out in Europe where pantyhose is all the rage the first time the early fall breeze puts goosebumps on the legs. Not to mention the selection and quality in these parts is outstanding. From my point of view, however, the further you are from Europe (e.g. the good old USA), the selection of crossdresser-quality pantyhose quite frankly goes to shit to the point where I would even ditch my longtime nylon fetish for something else.
I can see where it would be a lot more convenient to drive five minutes to the nearest drug store and pick up that “expensive” store brand that happens to be the two for one special today. Or you may really treat yourself by going to a department store while you get off on the sales clerk wondering if you are actually a crossdresser or tranny while she is wearing an even shittier pair herself.
Now, I’m sure you at least heard of Wolford Neon 40 pantyhose but am positive you’ve seen images of them online draped on the long sexy legs of models. They take a mean photo that makes you come on the spot, don’t they? But then you scratch your head and wonder why they don’t sell them two-for-one at the Walgreens down the street.
The Spandex, Leotard and Tights Revival
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Back in the 80’s, I remember my foray into crossdressing developing with the age of the workout video craze. When my parents would take me to a video rental store, I would sneak off to that area of aerobic videos, studying those boxes of VHS tapes on display. Looking at those beautiful, well toned women in stretched poses and in their brightly colored spandex leotards (plus a hint of their matching bright tights showing) made me aspire to be sexy like one of them. I basically viewed them as Superwomen in tights.
To my luck, my older sister would rent one of these videos on occasion. Then I would take my turn to watch it, as if it were a steamy porno, when she and everyone else was away. Unfortunately, my sis never opted for the same stylish workout gear, using a boring t-shirt and shorts without even the tights instead. Thus, she severely impaired my willingness to steal them from her. Nevertheless, while lacking the proper wear, I still could never resist the lure of the spandex era.
Since then times have changed, of course. More recently as an ode to those days, I never bought or used leotards but rather purchased thick, shiny exercise tights such as Danskin or Rumfp, on occasion and add them in the rotation while in my en femme ensemble. I liked these tights for what they were, thick and shiny, yet they never really turned me on quite like the more alluring pantyhose.
That is until recently.
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