I love making myself look all pretty for me wife. I love picking out the right shade of lipstick, the right nai lpolish, the most lucsious of undies. I love it when she looks looks at me and wants ME, and ME alone because she loves to me so very happy this way.
Now this doesn't mean that I am weak or -- and I hate the term -- a s_ssy. I am, as Helen Ready sang in I Am Woman ..I am strong, I am invincible -- and that strength came about by being feminine and having to battle against those who hurt me.
My wife and I were talking about why she thinks crossdressers are cool and sexy.
She sees our quest for femininity as a work of art. She loves to paint and is great at it. Therefore she appreciates the art in the illusion.
The one thing that she has said about what makes a work of art particularly beautiful is when it has an "imperfection". Just as we humans are imperfect, the imperfection in the artwork makes it more beautiful. Think of a painting like Starry Night by Van Gogh. Its not a photograph and as an image is not a perfect view of what a starry night looks like. Or is it? When we look at, the imperfections bring forth much more beauty in the emotions that it stirs. Therefore because it it also draws forth emotion, can it not be said to be an even more perfect capturing of the scene.
And so it is with crossdressers. We may present as 'sexy girl', but the imperfection that is our male body shape against the otherwise perfect femininity of our bras and panties becomes a synergy. To her knowing that under the female guise is a guy, entices her. To add to the mix, for her, knowing that I am taking the trouble to look so pretty for her, yet not losing the obvious male attribute
She has on occasion said women don't know what they are missing when they fail to accept a crossdresser as a husband.
Kinda neat, eh?
Hugs
Toni-Lynn