NO PANTS EVER !

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Here where I live, perhaps 1 in 10 women wear skirts on the street no matter the season. It seems that T girls try harder and usually wear skirts. Why do we clock each other so easily?

In the time I've been out, I seldom wear pants, and if I do, I have Nursing Uniform pants that are very loose in the hips and wide legs. I own a couple pair of Jeans and can't remember when I last wore them. I'm sure that part of my hatred of pants could be owing to all the years I could not wear skirts perhaps.

So, how is it for you? I don't know how many of you dress in your stories and that is it. My blessings to you.

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Ill advised Quantum Leap

I came out in 2005, had surgery in 7007, and have lived as a woman ever since. At times I regret what I did fiercely. Thoughts of Suicide have been a constant issue until about 2018. If I could have a do over, Perhaps I'd be a crossdresser... I could use all sorts of excuses, but why? For me, the dresses are a consolation. I live along with almost no contact with my family.

Hope

I am sorry that you have limited contact with your family. That is one reason why I am so far in the closet, I think that my back is hitting a lamp post. However, I am also concerned with the depression that creates. If you ever need someone to listen, please feel free to send a message and we can email. I do not check my email account for Melissa often, as no one knows it. But if you need to have a private conversation here or there, please let me know.
Melissa

Leggings.

I just live virtually full time in Leggings. They're comfortable, superbly flexible and in winter, warm! In summer, knee length Capri leggings do well.

Hi Gwen.
xx

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Why no pants

RobertaME's picture

For myself, I don't wear pants...

...ever...

...and I never will again.

Why? Because I had to for 35 years. I don't even own any anymore and, if I have my way, never will again. I hate pants. They represent everything I hated about being forced to play the role of a man for half my life. I don't care if most women now-a-days wear them. I don't pick my wardrobe to suit anyone but myself anymore. Most women today dress like slobs... i.e. like men. They take their femininity for granted. I don't. I know what it's like to live without it.

Besides, my own personal style lends itself well to a 50's-era look, so pants are right out!

There is another aspect, but it's more an ancillary reasoning than anything. My extended family fought my transition. Hard. Most of them wouldn't see or speak to me for 7 years after I transitioned and made it clear, in no uncertain terms, that they wanted me to dress like a man or else. I refused to wear pants, even feminine cut ones, to make it clear to them that I would not acquiesce to their demands. Now that they've gotten used to the fact, if I wore a pair of pants they would see it as "going back" or "giving up this ridiculous idea" and I'd be getting called my old name in less than a week. So in a way, I can't wear them... not and have my extended family take me seriously.

It's OK though... I'm good with that! I like dresses and skirts and they're infinitely more comfortable. I don't care if anyone knows I'm TG because I'm out grocery shopping in a dress when all the other women are in jeans or yoga pants and a sloppy shirt. Nobody messes with me anyway. (that has more to do with one of my accessories which I wear openly in a nice black leather holster... because black goes with everything!)

Anyway, that's my take on the situation. Skirts FTW!

Hugs,
Roberta

Same Here

Your blog mirrors my feelings on the subject.

Jolly Good then.

Gwen

I live in upstate New York,

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I live in upstate New York, so leggings, sweatpants, jeans, and other kinds of pants or trousers are pretty much necessary in the winter. Though I do sometimes wear skirts or dresses over my leggings. When I move to a warmer climate (hopefully within the current decade) I will probably never wear anything but dresses and skirts unless I am camping.

In my case, I know a lot of it was because I just wasn't allowed to wear dresses or skirts for the first three decades of my life. I was always envious of my sister, who loves dresses and skirts. I loved to wear her dresses and skirts. It was only with her permission until I was about 10, after which my parents put their foot down that I couldn't dress as a girl, and my sister took their guidance to heart unfortunately and wouldn't let me wear her clothes after that and told my parents when she caught me in them.

By the time I reached 20, after my dad passed away, I began presenting as a female part time. My sister became my confidant as the only person I could talk to about my gender issues, but by that point I was way too overweight to share clothes.

While I was presenting as a female part time, I still often wore just a blanket while indoors and presenting as a guy, just because it is way more comfortable to me to have no restriction on my legs.

The comfort issue is pretty much the main reason I've worn skirts and dresses almost daily in the warmer months since I began presenting as a female full-time at 28.