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Posted on January 19, 2025 by Sheery — No Comments

Sheery in black Oroblu bodysuit and Wolford Neon 40 pantyhose

A couple of years ago I had to move to a new apartment (an undisclosed location) since my old lease was up. Also, at the time, apartments were hard to find but I did manage to snag one, albeit, a smaller one bedroom than I had before. Despite the downsize, smaller didn’t happen to mean worse and I grew into making my new flat my little(r) comfy home. That is all except for one thing…

I didn’t have enough room for all my girly shit. So I had to force a purge of my least valued treasures collected over years and years. That purge was actually a relieving experience but not in the sense a crossdresser typically purges their stash of femme gear. In my case it just felt nice to get rid of a bunch of shit because I’d probably never touch most of it again and I don’t have to lug it around again if I have to move somewhere else. God forbid should I need to get a locker in the future if I move again.

However, as miss little me the corssdresser, I seem to have a problem of continuing to buy cute little girly things all the time. I’ll admit that this is the part of being a woman I’ve nailed down to the tee. I see something, I buy it, I try it on and it either goes somewhere never to be used again or it becomes a favorite and put in the drawer of favorites. The problem is that the same drawer has long been full so it goes to any space in another drawer, or to a closet, or just placed on my coffee table until I can figure out what to do with it.

For many a crossdresser this probably wouldn’t be an issue, just throw them in a pile in the corner. If someone asks what that pile of pink is over there just tell them “yeah, that’s my girly shit, so what?” Unfortunately for myself, I’m somewhat of a closeted crossdresser. Hey I actually peek outside of the closet here or there, or sometimes I out myself by mistake) but I prefer to be discreet and have all those little pieces of evidence of my feminine life under wraps in case people (or worse, kids) are roaming around my place which happens frequently.

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Posted on September 28, 2024 by Sheery — No Comments

Sheery's legs in pantyhose, not in public

If you’ve read here a while, it is not news that I still have not gone fully public with my crossdressing. I know, I know, I’ve been doing it for so long that everybody and their mom and sister should be able to tell there is a feminine side to me with just a millisecond glance at me as a “man.” I’ve actually gone out dressed in public once (at night) and, more recently, accidentally outed myself in public. Needless to say, I’m kind of getting “out there” at a pace where I’ll be fully out in public as miss me when I’m dead. Maybe I’m being optimistic here.

It is kind of funny how it went from a sexual thing, which it still is, to kind of a hobby… how far can I take it to looking like a woman then judging it by how people around me react (or not). Then again, I’m pretty sick of being “macho” man and maybe an effeminate approach might be in store. Either way, I’ve been questioning why not just dress and go? It’s not like I’ll be running around in the streets in my trademark lingerie and pantyhose.

It should also be said, I think I’m over donning those girly garments underneath my normal clothes knowing others don’t know my little secret going on there. Keep in mind that I have been dressed around other guy ladies like myself several times but in more controlled situations where there are only us crossers and others who don’t mind our company. I do want out in the wide open though and do want that side of me to be expressed someway, somehow.

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Posted on June 25, 2024 by Sheery — No Comments

The author in her bodysuit, miniskirt, tights and heels

I try to be as positive, optimistic and/or fun (sexy too) as I can when writing here. After all, I am usually that way in my day-to-day life. Plus, who needs  a downer of a person in our little corner of the universe where we get to look pretty, smell nice and, not to mention, have cool, sexy womens’ shit to prance around in?

Of course, life is not always the sunshine glistening off of my pantyhose and I (plus maybe a good part of my other crossdressing cohorts) find myself in periods where I just feel… weird. I don’t mean in a strange mood or that I ate something I probably shouldn’t have or even that I’m just not feeling myself today. I mean that I feel like a genuine weirdo and have a sense that everybody in my own personal world thinks that I am too.

About 98.5% of the time, I don’t give a shit about it but, unfortunately, that other 1.5% of the time it kind of gets to me. Keep in mind that my close friends and family have no idea of my alter feminine-esque ego that has been slowly exposing itself bit by bit publicly. I get this impression that they know I am weird but they “just can’t point their finger on it.” Maybe it is better said that I feel like I am thought of as weird but not in a good or flattering way, or at least that is how I perceive it.

So call it my insecurities catching up to me while having a laugh, or maybe the ebb and flow of my emotional being hit its dark side at the moment. Either way, I cross paths with this every now and then, not with a high frequency, but it does happen. I can’t say that it always takes me to a darker place either. Usually I’ll have a wine and catch some action drama on Netflix or just order a pizza for delivery. Then I can get back to my unconscious weirdo mode and get on with my life again, or just go to bed.

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Posted on July 17, 2022 by Sheery — 4 Comments

Posing in Victorias Secret teddy and Wolford tights

I may give an impression that I’m quite the out-of-the-closet crossdresser that you may have seen down the street but the truth is I am still quite private in my life as a crossdresser. Although I have been out in public a few times, it is still kind of a rare thing for me. I guess you can say I still have a foot outside of that proverbial closet at the moment. I am definitely not ready to reveal my feminine self to friends and family. It may never even get to that point but who knows what the future holds?

Now that said, I know that there is that desire to tell my story to someone… anyone please! In particular, that person would not judge me but, at worst, may get a little surprise at my taste in women’s undies or possibly doing a double take looking at one of my female “poser” photos. Keep in mind I’m not talking about those semi-anonymous online friends who I may have had a dirty conversation with here or there.

I mean an actual live person that I could admit all my secrets to, a non-friend and non-family member and definitely someone that does not know any of my friends or family. Hey, sometimes I have to go all out CIA to make sure those rumors don’t get around to the wrong people if you know what I mean.

I would have thought this person would be another crossdresser but, in my case, I happened to be in a crowded bar having a casual conversation with another male who mentioned he was gay, naturally as though he were out of the closet (which he was). I can’t really remember the entire conversation but I do remember saying something to the effect that looks aren’t always what they seem, referring to myself.

“Oh really?” he asked (that I do remember). “Um Yeah, I’m a crossdresser,” I said a bit surprised that I actually did say it. Yet we still finished our conversation as if none of it really mattered. However the topic of my secret crossdressing life did come back to the forefront of the conversation and, meanwhile, I’m wondering why the hell I just told him that.

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Posted on February 5, 2017 by Sheery — 3 Comments

Sheery in Bustier and Pantyhose

Ah yes, the dilemma many of us crossdressers will face in our feminine journeys (or unless we’re being blackmailed): to stay in the proverbial closet or come out to the world. Admitedly, it is a tough decision so maybe realizing why we are in there in the first place may help us to dip our pantyhosed toes in the pool.

10. Your dog has been threatening to out you.

9. The crossdresser in me has no problem, but the gay side, well…

8. Might as well, your parents have caught you inside already.

7. Still hiding from those pantyhose monsters your mom told you about after she caught you wearing hers.

6. Still figuring out what that pansexuality thing is. May come out as that instead.

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Posted on November 15, 2015 by Sheery — 2 Comments

Fuscia Dim slippers and black pantyhose

I said it before but I’ll say it once again. Yep, I’m still in the closet, safely locked away and with the key still hanging on a nail in the garage. So that part hasn’t changed from a while back. That doesn’t mean, however, that I wouldn’t find it exciting if I happened to be caught in my bra and pantyhose putting mascara on my lashes. It would just make me a bit uneasy to handle the consequences of such an occurrence, despite being in a sexy exhibitionist sort of way.

After all, I am famous and have paparazzi camped out outside of my headquarters. OK, maybe not but replace the pappo with my friends and family would be just the same anyway.

That doesn’t mean that I don’t display my femininity at all. I absolutely love doing so but in more covert terms. Actually, I like to make it more of a game of Can You Tell I’m a Crossdresser? If you correctly guess, I might give that fact away (if you’re, say, a cute crossdresser) or I may not (if you’re my sister). Maybe I’ll just keep you guessing like a sophisticated woman would which could’t be more feminine. Am I right?

But I’ll let you in on my little clues…

Shaved Legs

This has been a more recent thing for me but has now become an actual necessity. Silky smooth legs are oh so sexy and no more having bear witness to that gorilla hair visibly smushed up against my pantyhose. Ewww!

Luck has it that there’s nothing to really even hide by doing this since it has become (somewhat) mainstream being a practice by male athletes and especially bikers. I actually tell everyone that my runner’s legs are more aerodynamic and far cooler without leg hair. Then I jokingly tell them they are sexier too. Oh, if they only knew…

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Posted on January 23, 2012 by Sheery — 1 Comment
My 2nd favorite heels, Danskins
My 2nd favorite heels, Danskins

In case you haven’t guessed already, I get my jollys off of slipping on pantyhose and lingerie. Aw, hell, I go all out with makeup, wigs, heels, the whole bit. Nothing too suprising.

But apparently you must too if you’re sitting there reading this. Great! Nice to meet other crossdressers, tv’s, tgirls or just that girly boy with a pair of hose waiting for him underneath his pillow.

As for myself, I can trace back my infancy years of feminine crossover to stealing my sister’s knee high socks and happily masturbating (while, amusingly, not really knowing what “masturbation” meant at the time). Then it slowly progressed in my wee teens to actually buying Leggs pantyhose myself under the guise that “it was for my mom.”

By fifteen, my inner Sheery really came through and I actually bought my first camisole and panty set from JC Penney (I know, don’t laugh) which was the most nerve wracking, yet insanely exciting, experience I had ever had. I threw in some of the “premium” Hanes pantyhose while I was at it because, hey, if you are going to appear like a teeny bopper CD, then you might as well do it right.

Then came the best part later that evening. Putting on the pantyhose (no tighty whities on this time) then slipping on that turquoise camisole and panties. The climax I had shortly after was no where near the ones I would have with intercourse in my later years. Not that the future intercourse was average but I think I came on the ceiling that night.

From then on, I’ve never looked back.

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