I quite simply love pantyhose. It’s hard, though, to love something so much and not have it change your life in some way, if maybe a little perverted. Yet perversion is lovely, fun and sexy thing to dwell in so here are my reasons why my life will never be the same with pantyhose. Well, besides the obvious really…
10. Three words: hand wash, ugh.
9. The razor for my legs is more expensive than the one for my face.
8. I say things now such as, “bare legs… ewww!”
7. I spend more on a pair of pantyhose than on a date.
6. Suntan has a whole new happier meaning now.
A Crossdresser’s Typical Date
I’ve seen it everywhere on the internet. Crossdressers are narcissists in whatever shape or form.
Personally, I find that the crossdressing community, online that is, is full of wonderful, open type people who I wouldn’t think for a second has a hint of narcissism in them. I’d like to think that if we did, we would act like total bitches to one another, right?
Have you ever actually known or dated a non-CD narcissist, too? Then you see what I mean.
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