My take on being transgender offends some people. I am not a culture warrior. I depsise postmodernism. I think victimhood is a status one should scorn about themselves and use that scorn as fuel to heal and transcend. No, I don’t go in for social justice theory or the...

Skirts: You love them. I love them. When you forgo masculinity and decide to present femme, your wardrobe options increase roughly threefold. In that triple, there are some garments you find yourself gravitating to more than others. Skirts, denied to you for so long,...

You’re being hunted by a gargoyle. She lives in the mirror. She looks like you. She looks like you when you’re trying to glam up at the start of your gender journey and you don’t know what you’re doing. Your gargoyle is probably wearing a pageboy bob wig. Because...

Your inner woman must be allowed to grow into a whole human being. Seriously. And there is only one way to do that. And it is scary. And it is necessary. You need to grow up. Again. You must go out into the world and live as a woman. Want to hear something else blunt?...

As a crossdresser at the start of your exploration into how it all works, there is one thing that seems like an overwhelming endeavour: going out en femme in public. You crave to be out on the streets, but it feels like a jungle where danger lurks around every corner....