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Happy Sundays people. Loving the smell of roast chicken in my kitchen atm. Doing my usual good fairy in the kitchen today, no gardening cause of the weather. Sending lots of love to you all. And if you fancy a chat as I'm chopping veg, feel free to drop me a line xxx

I am sixty-five years old, and there are mornings when my bones creak like old floorboards, when the mirror offers me a face that has known too many winters. But there is also satin.

It begins there, always.

Not with the clothes people expect, not dresses or heels or anything loud, but with the quiet, shimmering certainty of a headscarf unfolded across my lap. Oversized. Generous. A full square of light, as if someone had captured a piece of dawn and stitched its edges.

I keep them in a pine ottoman chest at the foot of my bed. When I lift the lid, the faint scent of pine wood and time rises, mingling with the cool, whispering smoothness of fabric. They are stacked carefully: florals, paisleys, deep jewel tones, pale creams, even one the colour of storm clouds just before rain. Some are silk satin, impossibly soft, almost liquid. Others are polyester blends still glossy, still kind to the touch, but sturdier, as if meant for endurance.

I tell myself it began for practical reasons. Hair protection, I say. Friction reduction. At my age, what hair remains deserves gentleness. And it’s true the satin glides where cotton drags, it soothes where wool irritates. At night, when I wrap my head, I sleep more peacefully, my scalp free from the tug and dryness that used to wake me.

But that is only the surface of it.

The truth is, when I lift one of those oversized scarves sometimes a full 130 centimeters across it feels like lifting a veil between lives.

I was not always honest about who I was. For decades, I wore what was expected, spoke in the tones expected, moved through the world like a man following a script written long before I was born. There is a heaviness to that kind of living. It settles into your shoulders, your spine, your breath.

The first time I wrapped a satin headscarf around my head, I did it clumsily. I had watched videos, read guides. Fold into a triangle, they said. Bring the corners forward, tie at the nape or under the chin. Smooth the edges. Adjust.

I remember the colour deep burgundy, with a faint floral pattern that caught the light. When I tied it, the fabric slipped against itself with a soft hush, like a secret being kept.

And then I looked in the mirror.

I did not see a caricature. I did not see something absurd or theatrical. I saw softness. I saw a version of myself that had been waiting, patiently, beneath years of denial. The scarf framed my face, softened the lines, held me together in a way nothing else ever had.

Now, it is ritual.

In the mornings, I choose carefully. If I am staying in, I might select something large and enveloping a square so wide it can drape over my shoulders, falling like a shawl. Sometimes I wrap it turban style, tucking the ends neatly, letting the fabric build a quiet crown around my head. Other times, I let it hang loose, a triangle tied under my chin, like something out of an old photograph.

When I go out rarely, but more often than I used to, I choose patterns that feel like companions rather than disguises. A muted paisley. A soft, vintage floral. Nothing too bold, but never apologetic.

People look, of course. Some with curiosity, some with confusion. A few with kindness. I have learned to endure the rest. At sixty five, you realize that most people are too occupied with their own reflections to truly see yours.

At home, the scarves become more than adornment. They are utility, yes sleep caps, shoulder wraps, even something to tie around a bag handle for a touch of colour. But they are also comfort. When I feel the weight of years pressing too hard, I wrap one around my shoulders and sit by the window.

The satin catches the light differently at every hour. Morning makes it glow. Afternoon sharpens its sheen. Evening turns it into something softer, almost like memory.

Sometimes I run the fabric between my fingers, back and forth, feeling its smooth resistance, the way it refuses to snag or cling. It reminds me that gentleness can be strong. That something soft can endure.

I have more than I need. I know that. A drawer full, a chest full, a small collection that borders on obsession. There are handmade ones, with careful stitching at the edges. Reversible ones, satin on both sides, offering two moods in one piece. Silk feel ones that mimic luxury so well it hardly matters that they are not the real thing.

Each has a story, or at least a feeling attached to it. This one for sleepless nights. That one for quiet afternoons. Another for the rare courage of stepping outside as I am.

I do not pretend that a headscarf changes everything. The world is still the world. My body is still heavy, my steps still slow, my past still filled with compromises I cannot undo.

But when I tie that satin around my head, something aligns.

The fabric smooths not just my hair, but something deeper something that has always been frayed. It holds me, gently but firmly, in a shape that feels right.

And for a little while, that is enough.

When I go out, I spend a lot of time looking at all the pretty outfits i wish I could wear, and regret not being more confident when I was younger.

First time outside in my dress, felt good,

For me, its because I want to

Who wants to Wear my New Worned Pantyhose,,, ive worned it for more than 36hours...
Smell of New Nylon and Scent of my ****.

Hello girls, loving these wolford neon tights, look and feel amazing. Xx

Red with white petticoats on and I feel super horny x with the petticoats swishing on my stock clad legs and the suspenders are pulling in my stocking x
#skirt #petticoats #stockings #suspenders #highheels

Looking like a wet day outdoors, So Im going to be indoors cleaning, but, what to wear. I want to enjoy it. Keep my little clitty **** caged I think, I was a bit naughty this morning in bed. SHower and toys stuck to the wall later, my favourite part, backing onto them time and time again. That will get me through the cleaning, before going shopping wearing nothing under my shorts, maybe even a quiet layby on the way back home. My day planned . Oh, must shave as well, need to be smooth all over.

The fact that sony is now demanding license verification for digital game bought on the Playstation store is the main reason why i support owning physical copies but because the ps5 is so expansive i got the portal so i can play ps5 games the downside is i have had to go digital with my purchases. Sony states that license verification is a way to combat refund scams nah bro i bought the game i own it plain and simple sony needs to find a way to combat that issue without punishing the consumer because on the real thats a them problem not a consumer problem

well its friday evening , hope you all have a lovely bank holiday weekend

Did a body scan on a fitness app. Going to be doing this fitness challenge for this month. It's called "100 squats a day for the month of May" Hopefully I'll have noticeable gains & an even bigger booty! Y'all agree with this assessment?

Im so in love with the dress! I don't want to take it off!its made of beautiful raw silk

Great! I love Hotpants! Beautiful!

Happy Friday everyone Back to the red head, first time wearing this colour since I dropped the mask, so another totally new look for me eek!

Love this dress/tights/shoes combo. Shame it's not a better picture.

Love 2 play watersports in the shower

Its amazing to see my dress in ai,i would be so embarrassed if i was caught wearing it with my hooped petticoat but i must have an old soul loving these dresses that i own

Its raining, Im going shopping in shorts and no pants or anything. I want to come back and have some fun time. Hope to get more pictures posted as well. I wopuld love some suggestions if anbody wants anything. Looking forward to getting back home.

Why cant i post my pics tonight aghh x in my tights wanting to share ffs xx

I will not accept friend requests from blank profiles.

sitting on these for a few days... pink still is my thing... and corsets... and pink... for sure pink...

Bachata always puts me in a better mood especially today but one song really resonates with me it's llora alma mia (my soul cries) by yoskar sarante because i have to let go of the person i care the most about.

Hey sexy girlys and admirers x how are you all tonight x sorry been away for a week but im here to play tonight x hit me up lets have fun xxx

Got my new shoes today. Tried them on with fashion tights and simple black dress-and had to do some upskirts of me just to be fair to those others that I like posting

This is one of first sets of lingerie i bought and these pics are from when i first wore them which is why my face isn't in them hope you enjoy

Who wants 2 come join me in the shower

I love a good fantasy. Its an excuse for cosplay and a new outfit for a party x

put on some leggings over tights and a bra and am popping out. Will change into stockings and suspenders for this afternoon's adventure. Mistre ss has found me a new trainer.

This is how i would react in reality if i was caught,i would be so overwhelmed,its just the kind of person i am

My favourite beautiful dress in another ai video,im trying to imagine what i would be like outside in the dress if i was caught,plus if i was wearing the wig,shoes,tights,hooped petticoat and make up 🫣

Red Sissy Satin Flowers Headscarf

Been off for a while, not feeling so. Today, Im off out walking, fresh air, shorts, commando, then coming back for some dressing up. In the mnood today, little clitty is in the mood also

Uk girls Hampshire/Sussex not keen on in the closets

Good evening girls thak goodness my wife working nights i can be my real self for 12 hours .

New vid. Please watch, share and like xxx
https://youtube.com/shorts/VVXg_Fgnc5M?si=RHTmKiP1bId722SN

Tight shorts makes Patti feel feminine, what do you beautiful girls think?

Its been a long time since i got a moment to dress up. feels so good

This certainly gets me up in the morning xx

When you are out and about and see a woman, wearing either an unpadded bra, or no bra under a plain top, no pattern, so that both her nipples and the shape of her breasts are apparent, do your own breasts feel fuller and do your nipples get excited?

Hi everyone, its your favourite and popular Trans girl ...

You've all been so nice...

I'm more on Reddit now (download app), so head there if you like. More photos too

Link below, follow and upvote too ...

https://www.reddit.com/u/StevieSSD/s/JKslr5Hv2W

I've just Done a new set today on Flickr, it's Black Stocking Tights, Black Basque and Stilettos.... If anyone would like to see one I can msg it you... No underwear sorry 🩷

Good morning

Just woke up at stupid o'clock way too early and thought I'd take this photo outside my patio doors before the neighbors all wake up and look out of their bedroom windows to see the sissy crossdresser out in his/her garden.

Another stroll outside today, I tried to accessorize with a headscarf. I liked it

Would love it if you would watch my new video xx

https://m.youtube.com/shorts/dO4hCm8P5xc

Finally a nice day. Suns out, tits out!

So nice to be able to dress again, its been a while