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My Good buddy Chris. Great director and one of the founders of Piroots.com
Strobist. ab1600 through shoot through white umbrella camera left and right. Ab1600 through softboxes behind me. Sun Behind him.
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Put the carbon fins on the pro rider's model board crafted by legendary shaper Rick Hamon. Sounds very high-spec... I already feel I can catch good waves tomorrow.
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
And let's drink tea
And that's what we did. The very first thing I did with my brand new stove. Note the flame actually adjusts down on this stove - unlike my old one that only had one setting - super high.
We put our all-american holiday to good use at Pataphysical Studios, dreamin'up a time machine and adding lights to our slot machine. Learn more at pataphysics.us
Put the christmas tree up that we bought yesterday and got the decorations on it. It's only a little 3ft one (we don't have that much space!). Lifts the mood and makes the room even cosier :-)
She makes me go out in public dressed fully as a woman. With makeup, long fingernails, matching toenails, lip fillers, eyelash extensions while wearing dresses that show off my boobs. I should have put up a fight when she forced me to get breast implants but she was blackmailing me. I did not want her to tell my work, parents, siblings or friends. I never knew it would get to the point where I could not hide the fact that I was becoming a woman. There was no way to hide womanly curves, big hips and butt, and these boobs. I have to wear a bra now all the time for support. I cannot hide 4 inch long fingernails painted a hot pink color. She makes sure I wear sandals to show everyone that my toenails are painted. I have assumed the life of a woman completely. I swish around limp-wristed and mince with each girly step I take. How has life come to this. Now men check me out. I sit with my legs crossed at the knee like a girly girl. Ugh.
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Nobody knew I masqueraded as a woman and went to bars to pickup men. My girlfriend caught me walking down the street dressed as a woman. There I stood, in little black dress, in front of a busy restaurant, confronted by my girlfriend. I was humiliated as she pointed out my hot pink pedicure and toe ring visible through the black pantyhose I was wearing with my high heeled sandals. She was freaked out how I had deep cleavage and great legs. Ugh.
soft girl
bimbo
For a blog I am working on.
When I started this journey I never thought I would loose my past so completely.
I became a woman.
It's important to me to put 100% off my energy into claiming the power of the feminine by adhering to the feminine gender. Now, I state plainly, for the record: I am an airhead, no lie, an attractive unintelligent woman who loves clothes and shoes. I am sooooo on board with my women's subordinate status that it's scary. I am compliant and submissive because that is what my job requires. I am perfectly fine standing in the shadow of a man as long as I look cute and can do my nails.
I am a model. It's a thing. Don't judge.
My coworkers and I do what we can to look and feel our best. The girls helped me see I am a soft girl and being a model brought forward my hotness with a polished new hyper feminine identity. I'm a girl. A girly girl. Like, work only requires a plain mani, but my coworkers decided I should really go above and beyond in my femininity with the coffin nails look and I have had at least 1 1/2 inch fingernails since. So swish and perfect for my girly style. I'm such a follower and don't have to make my own style decisions lately. Why think when you're getting waxed and long pink glittery fingernails attached?
When work made me model exclusively strappy heels or wedges because of my soft and girly feet, the girls took that decision and we extended it to my personal life. I won't go anywhere without wearing pantyhose, short dresses or skirts showcasing my toned feminine legs and sky high heels that show off my foot model pedicure with toe rings and ankle bracelets on display. I've got nice feet.
In my work success is partiay determined by maintaining a romantic relationship with a man, and I found my sexuality can be used to maintain the relationship. My work uses sexual objectification of women and I am a willing cog in that machine. I have no choice. I have a contract. I'm just a woman. I use my assets to make a living. I'm just a girl, what difference can I make.
Even while grocery shopping I'm fully made up. Men are nice to a pretty woman. They help me, hold doors open, carry my groceries, and I just bat my eyelashes, bend my leg at the knee and bite my lip. I see them checking out my seamed stockings or staring at my bosom or watch my butt wiggle as I walk heel toe heel toe down the magazine isle in my 5 inch spikes and pink leather mini.
Oh em gee I had to go to home depot one day after work, wearing a sheer diaphanous red dress and strappy Manolo Blahnik's, red lipstick, red nails, silk stockings, dressed to the nines, and every man there wanted to help and I didn't have to do a thing. I sat at the front on a bench with my legs crossed, clicked through my social media, refreshed my lipstick and just looked pretty.
The girls and I are all like that. A fem pack of fashion conscious women in the city. I am a part of it. I fit in. I certainly look the part now.
The girls helped me discover that pinks and their various hues are definitely my color, like, I am totes a fem woman so I should breathe it in. I have pink heels, pink skirts, pink jewelry, pink lipstick, pink nails and pink nose ring. I am a pink girl. Also I am one of the bimbo girls. A high heeled glorfied secretary with sexy legs oozing sexiness with my plump pink lips and low cut dress in the office, walking around in designer pumps looking gorgeous, organizing racks of nylons, smiling at the men coz they can't keep their eyes off me.
After modeling? I will be hawt a buxom beautician doing hair and gossiping with long designer nails in a coral frock with heavy makeup, a pierced nose and tongue, dangly earrings, bangle bracelets, kissable pink lips, deep cleavage in my sundress, shapely legs in sheer nude pantyhose with shocking hot pink toenails showing from my strappy heeled sandals drawing admiring glances from men wherever I go. Me. I'm cool with that. It's why I became a woman. I am living my dream to have transformed from man to basically a painted up Barbie. I get to dress up and play with makeup and shoes.
forced femme force feminization femdom
And sell a little pantyhose in the process.
Nobody knew I masqueraded as a woman and went to bars to pickup men. My girlfriend caught me walking down the street dressed as a woman. There I stood, in little black dress, in front of a busy restaurant, confronted by my girlfriend. I was humiliated as she pointed out my hot pink pedicure and toe ring visible through the black pantyhose I was wearing with my high heeled sandals. She was freaked out how I had deep cleavage and great legs. Ugh.
soft girl
bimbo
When I started this journey I never thought I would loose my past so completely.
It's important to me to put 100% off my energy into claiming the power of the feminine by adhering to the feminine gender. Now, I state plainly: I am an airhead, no lie, an attractive unintelligent woman. I am sooooo on board with my women's subordinate status that it's scary. I am compliant and submissive because that is what my job requires. I am a model. It's a thing. Don't judge.
My coworkers and I do what we can to look and feel our best. The girls helped me see I am a soft girl and being a model brought forward my hotness with a polished new hyper feminine identity. I'm a girl. A girly girl. Like, work only requires a plain mani, but my coworkers decided I should really go for the coffin nails look and I have had at least 1 1/2 inch fingernails since. So swish and perfect for my girly style. I'm such a follower and don't have to make my own style decisions lately. Why think when you've got pink and glittery fingernails?
When work made me model exclusively strappy heels or wedges because of my soft and girly feet, the girls took that decision and we extended it to my personal life so I won't go any where without wearing pantyhose, short dresses or skirts showcasing my toned feminine legs and sky high heels that show off my foot model pedicure with toe rings and ankle bracelets on display.
In my work success is partiay determined by maintaining a romantic relationship with a man, and I found my sexuality can be used to maintain the relationship. My work uses sexual objectification of women and I am a willing cog in that machine. I have no choice. I have a contract. I'm just a woman. I use my assets to make a living. I'm just a girl, what difference can I make.
Even while grocery shopping I'm fully made up. Men are nice to a pretty woman. They help me, hold doors open, carry my groceries, and I just bat my eyelashes, bend my leg at the knee and bite my lip. I see them checking out my legs or staring at my bosom or watch my butt wiggle as I walk heel toe heel toe down the magazine isle in my 5 inch spikes.
Oh em gee I had to go to home depot one day after work, wearing a sheer diaphanous red dress and strappy Manolo Blahnik's, red lipstick, red nails, silk stockings, dressed to the nines, and every man there wanted to help and I didn't have to do a thing. I sat at the front on a bench with my legs crossed, clicked through my social media, refreshed my lipstick and just looked pretty.
The girls and I are all like that. A fem pack of fashion conscious women in the city. I am a part of it. I fit in. I certainly look the part now.
The girls helped me discover that pinks and their various hues are definitely my color, like, I am totes a fem woman so I should breathe it in. I am just one of the bimbo girls.
Transgender bride
Sissy bride
Transsexual wife
Sissy wife
Trans Sissy
Housewife
June cleaver
1950s vintage housewife
House husband
Sissy husband
Black men love my transsexual sissy sexy secretary housewife curvy trans self. My pretty feet and toes turn them on. When I caress them with my long painted fingernails they love it. Indian men from India love me also. Especially when I wear a burka burqa.
I put this collage together in Photoshop, using some old drawings. The eye and the small cartoon on the left are with water colors, the rest were drawn with a Staedtler Lumograph 8B
We put these rims on for the owner of this Acura, holy, what a difference compared to the stock wheels! Looks fantastic!
Put a photo of your Princess on this canvas board (green card)!
If you want I also can put a nice frame around this art canvas photo frame.
Customized Pieces: Email: lu_mota@yahoo.com or call 0553503512
Put People First G20 march, London, England, 28th March 2009, 280309, protest, government, climate change, poverty, fair trade, politics, banners, shouting, chanting,_MG_8731
I put our plywood boards (for the third winter) over the windows on the outside to help protect them from snow and ice curling under the eaves. I usually try to break the ice so it doesn't get too dangerous, but if it curls under when we're sleeping, that would not be good. The bricks at the bottom are to help keep the boards in place in the wind. Hopefully we'll get more snow to help with that as well.
Round Rock put on a Easter egg hunt at dusk and night. So they called it a flashlight hunt. There were 4 groups of kids and 450 per group(just kids). btw it was sold out. The way they handled that many kids and making for a fun time for all was great. After the hunt they had a movie in park for everyone. such a fun night.
This year it looked like we were going to have over a week of good clear sunny weather. I cut 6 rounds on the first day. The second day I cut 5 rounds in the other pasture and did the first raking of the hay I had cut the day before. The third day I raked what I had cut the day before and in the first pasture I raked the windrows together and baled it, and put it in the barn. The fourth day I cut the middle of the SE pasture, final raked, baled and put in the barn the outside of the SE pasture and did the first raking on the middle of the east pasture. On the fifth day I raked, baled and put in the barn the middle of both pastures. We had real good drying weather and this was the fastest I have ever got the hay in. It was a lite stand so I hope that we get some rain to get the grass growing for a second cutting, but that looks unlikely.
Pictures of the Geode started to get boring, so I photoshopped this one to look all green, like Kryptonite.
I slowly puts the self-portrait. For a while, I feel a little better with my body and so I take back photo.
The blank page is something that makes me really scared, being also a bit amateur writer. I wanted to put in the image. I made several photos and it is this pleased me most, because of my expression.
I find it a huge advantage to selfportrait, more than one model to always have with you. I reconciled myself every time I make a picture of me. A bit like therapy.
Je me remet tout doucement à l'autoportrait. Depuis un moment, je me sens un peu mieux avec mon corps et donc je me reprend en photo.
La page blanche est une chose qui me fait réellement peur, étant aussi un peu écrivain amateur. J'avais envie de la mettre en image. J'ai fait plusieurs photos et c'est celle-ci qui m'a le plus plut, à cause de mon expression.
Je trouve un avantage énorme au selfportrait, plus que celui d'avoir toujours un modèle avec soi. Je me réconcilie avec moi même à chaque fois que je fais une photo de moi. Un peu comme une thérapie.
Modèle : moi
Location : Sète, Hérault, France
I just got my new Nikon D40 this morning at the Black Friday sale at Best Buy! I decided to run around the house and take a bunch of pictures. This one is of Jerel's bedroom wall of records.
Nurses put Alameda Hospital on “RED ALERT” status.
National Nurses United identifies Alameda Hospital as at risk of service cuts, closure due to federal cuts in Medicaid and Medicare.
National Nurses United, is sounding a “RED ALERT” warning to hundreds of communities nationwide that face a drastic reduction in quantity and quality of health care services as a result of H.R. 1, the Republican bill passed last year. Nurses condemn these cuts to health care funding and denounce the funneling of this money into ICE and Customs and Border Patrol (CBP) which have unleashed a deadly, illegal, and cruel terror campaign across the country. Saturday, March 21, nurses and community members made a stop on the “RED ALERT” tour at Alameda Hospital in Alameda, Calif.
Photo credit: Jaclyn Higgs, National Nurses United