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CROSSDRESSER WIVES HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

Crossdresser Wives

Wives are a blessing for many of us crossdrssers lucky enough to have one willing to attempt to understand us. It is not an easy task but so much appreciated to be sure. More on CROSSDRESSER WIVES page.

This being February let me say a big

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!

I have had the pleasure of knowing some wives personally and observed them in action helping their husbands. They take the pressure out of difficult things for crossdressers to do. Buying clothing, hosiery, under garments, and wigs are simple for her. Embarrassing and nerve racking for him especially if he is trying to figure out what to buy.

There is a lot more to a successful marriage than shopping for your crossdresser husband or having a wife that will do it.  Having one that will help you though is priceless and husbands appreciate it a great deal.

I shop for myself mostly these days but the lessons I learned are what has given me the confidence to do it correctly. It wasn’t always that way and I shudder to think what that sales lady was thinking when she checked me out.  Little things like if that bra is for him he’ll be back tomorrow because it is too small. That wig color is going to look terrible on him.

I have wasted a ton of money learning the hard way like the short wig experiment that looked like a hairy kids football helmet on a giant. Then there was the sexy jet black Page Boy wig that made me look like Dracula with my pale skin. The slinky tight sheath dress that made me look like a Shar-pei  dog in DRAG was a winner also. Then there was my Geisha look when my foundation was 10 shades too light and Godzilla followed me home.

I have made my point!

Thank you Ladies!

HIGH HEEL COMFORT

HIGH HEEL COMFORT

I have been wearing high heels for many years and pretty much putting up with the pain along with having my foot look like a boat when I take them off . My toes are smashed together in a triangle like the bow of a boat and bent upward until I walk a few feet barefoot.

HAVE WIG WILL TRAVEL

HAVE WIG WILL TRAVEL

It used to bother me a great deal that the maids would see my wigs on their stands on the dresser which, is the only hint that Duke and Micki are sharing a room. I was worried they might tell other staff and snicker about a crossdresser in the room when they saw me as Duke but not so much any more.

SUMMER CROSSDRESSING

For many crossdresser’s summer means presenting a fuzzier version of your girly self. Most of us  opting for pants to cover your legs instead of skirts. For a married crossdresser shaving  sometimes it is not optional and it is best to comply. Crossdressers shaved legs might not bother the crossdresser but wives have very valid concerns. Bare legs would be obvious and she would probably decline invitations for BBQ’s and other outdoor activities. That is not fair to her not to mention if  kids are involved.

Wearing  Pants

Depending where you live the summer might only last a couple of weeks and then you can go back to your smooth hairless look. Trust me your lady will really appreciate it. Besides most women these days are wearing jeans or some other form of long pants so this is your chance to look CHIC.

In my case she is not the one who decides my  stopping shaving my legs and other areas. I am an outdoor person and enjoy outdoor sports and other activities during the summer months. I want to enjoy myself without being concerned about people noticing my crossdresser shaving legs.

Don’t get me wrong I think about crossdressing the whole summer.  That is why when the weather cools and the days grow shorter there is a little bounce in my step that turns into a sway once the heels go on. I usually have a little coming  out party sort of by taking a trip to San Francisco for a couple of days shopping. Immersion therapy I call it after my summer dry spell.

For those who share my situation cheer up it won’t be too much longer and can still shop online during summer.

Counting down with you,

Micki

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