Firstly and for the record… of the present over 4,000 photos and well over 50 million views of little old me on this flickr site, all but a handful of these pictures have been taken by myself. I don’t know about you, but I feel that this is rather noteworthy. Don’t you?

I still see myself as a very much “in the closet” cross dresser, who never the less just loves to feel the wind blowing up under a summer dress. Even if it’s not really that warm out there! I don’t feel I can get away with passing off as a genuine woman in the crowd, but at a distance I suppose I am quite passable. However, I do get the urge to take the occasional walk among everyday people and I have a few pictures in my collection to prove it. It nearly always leaves me unbelievably exhilarated and surprisingly blissful.

Please check out my pictures… What say you? I just love it when my viewers leave comments. It’s what “girls” like us live for and it is quite unbelievable, but since launching myself on this site in 2009, I have been “looked at” as my alter ego, like I noted earlier, by over 50 million viewers.

I just love being favored, but why is it that admirers tend not to say why they have selected a picture that they place as one of their favorites? Please, please girls and boys, motivate in text just why you think a particular picture is worth saving in your own personal collection of favorites.

I would still like to think that I am a “lady” in her middle aged prime, to be used and sometimes, when the mood is right, abused! Then again when does middle age go over to just being old? Okay, I admit it I´m old. I am, if the truth be known, well, more than well into my seventies.

Any way… despite being way over, way, way over the halfway mark, I just love those short skirts and dresses. High heels and stay-ups. Can’t get my head to accept pantyhose these days… I just don’t like them. Ah ...I suppose it still means I´m young at heart! I tend to refuse to totally embrace the mature look that my age would otherwise dictate. I would just love to have a hand with my make-up… I just don’t understand how you girls do it…It takes time. And how it takes time… Still it’s fun most of the time… Then again time is a commodity I seem to have in abundance and yet at the same time, I seem to have very little of it.

...and just so that you know, bellow is a short but very important text borrowed from a friend!

WARNING: - Any institutions or individuals using this site or any of its associated sites for studies or projects- You DO NOT have permission to use any of my profile or pictures in any form or forum both current and future. If you have or do, it will be considered a violation of my privacy and will be subject to legal ramifications.

It is recommended that other members post a similar short notice to the above, or you may copy and paste this one