As many of my CD friends know, after almost ten years living in the “sticks” my beloved and I moved back to Melbourne. This meant that she no longer does her bi-weekly trips up here to baby sit; it also means that Caty’s opportunities have become severely restricted.

However, my beloved still makes a few trips back to our old stamping ground, and she left this morning. December in Melbourne is supposed to be summer and far too hot to dress to the extent I need to; to cover all the body hair, etc.

The CD Gods have been kind and today and tomorrow are max low 20’s C’. Just to be sure, I ran the air con as well!

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Er Indoors (Significant other) left just after we’d both had lunch and thus my transformation to “Catherine Louise” could begin. First the shower and thence a lovely scented Estee Lauder body talc. I dressed in my lingerie, bra, silk camisole, French knickers, suspender belt, and stockings. I added my breast forms and headed to the bathroom to do my makeup and hair. Perfume (Estee lauder again), of course….

It’s been at least 4 months since I did my own hair and makeup, but as rusty as I may have been, I am quite happy with the result.

The finishing touches; I donned my Fella Hamilton white long sleeve blouse and grey skirt. Gold and pearl jewelry and black flat heeled shoes with a gold bar on the buckle completed the ensemble.

With no full length mirror in the house as “standard,” Caty’s version emerged from under her bed and her reflection did not look too bad for an old “chook” (translation, chicken).

That feeling of calmness and fulfillment we all experience when the “woman inside” is allowed to emerge is the net result. Like most of us, my posture and gait are much different and closer to the femme way of doing, thus I just love the tactile feeling of the things real females take for granted. The feel of silky, smooth lingerie and stockings, or bra straps tugging on my shoulders, and how my arms brush my breasts when I eat. Plus, the joys of the slight “bounce” of our breasts as we walk and the clicking of the flat heels on the kitchen tiles.

Dinner is taken with a glass of very good Australian Chardonnay, for as previously stated, these days Caty must celebrate the times she can be herself.

Another task accomplished today was more on-line lingerie and sleepwear shopping. These will be delivered elsewhere because they certainly cannot be delivered here, for “er Indoors” knows about Caty, and most certainly disapproves. Her absence also allows for the washing and drying of some of Caty’s winter PJ’s and camisoles. It looked so natural to have them out there drying on the clothes line. S….I….G….H… If only this did not have to be so hidden

It’s almost bedtime now, so the ritual of changing from day wear to the silky pj’s and dressing gown will soon be the way to go. Caty is a naughty girl on these occasions; she leaves her makeup on so that when she arises on the morrow, she still looks at least halfway presentable. She may well be naughty in other ways too, but a lady does not indulge such details.

To be continued…

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9 Comments
  1. Brianna Rain 5 months ago

    Caty, thanks for writing this. I know exactly how it is when my SO leaves for the day…. the excitement of bringing Brianna out. Although my SO doesn’t know about Brianna, I’m afraid that she wouldn’t approve, so all of my gurl time is in private when she’s away and I’m home. I’m afraid, however, to wear any perfume out of paranoia that my SO would smell it in the house after she gets home. But I totally relate to the great feel of the bounce of breasts as I walk around the house and the way my arms brush against them as I eat or even as I type this. 😉

    Anyway, thanks again for sharing your story. It always feels reassuring to read about others that are going through similar situations to mine.

    Hugs,
    -Brianna

  2. *skippy1965(Cynthia) 5 months ago

    Been 15 years or so since my divorce but I remember those days of “stolen moments”. Never had whole day or weekend -just furtive opportunities while my ex who was not at all tolerant was at the store or visiting grandma. Now of course I don’t have to hide so I’m blessed with lots of opportunities to be full Cyn mode. Thanks for sharing your story which I know resonates with many here!
    Cyn

  3. Rozalyne Richards 5 months ago

    Hi Caty thanks for your story, i know how you feel having to wait for your other half to go away before you can let (her) out of the closet, those pent up urges ready to explode that’s been building up since the last time (she) was allowed out, my wife has no idea of my desire to become Rozalyne so I’m forever in the closet and only comes out when she is away, life always seems calmer when I’m dressed as Rozalyne it’s as if all my worries have disappeared and I’m a confident and completely different person, hugs Rozalyne x

  4. Paula1 4 months ago

    great read thanks Caty, it is always great when we can be our selfs, I know how you feel as I have not been able to dress for some time with all the children at home

  5. Rikki Edwards 4 months ago

    An article that all of us here can relate to I am sure. I just wish I was as good with makeup as you are! My wife knows about Rikki, but Rikki’s days of full fledged dressing are few and far between as I have to await my opportunity while alone. Thank you for sharing as your article has inspired me to look all the more forward my next time.

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      Caty Ryan 4 months ago

      Hello Rikki

      Thanks for the lovely response…Re make up…. Hey…. I only post photos when I have had a professional makeover, I’m OK with doing my own, but of course a professional does it so much better and I’m lucky to have had some very good ladies look after me . So keep up the good work with your own dressing and like me, “enjoy it when you can”.

      Happy dressing
      Caty

  6. MARIELLA RUIZ 4 months ago

    Hello Caty Reading your article I saw myself on it.I have left my office wher i had my wardrobe and now for me its sifficult to find time and moments to become Mariella
    Sorry for mt english I live in Argentina,but I think that languaje is an instrument for understanding between people and that we can comunicate our feelings with good or bad english

    I love to become Mariella,my style sometimes is like a mature women ,but I love to use Miniskirts or sensual lingerie.
    I am in my 70 now I have been using femme clothes since I was young…………….a long history.I am married too

    I love to red your note…………

    Kisses

    Mariella

  7. Christinajane 4 months ago

    So many of your words resonate in me. Funny how similar we are in the feelings and emotion of our feminine selves – I totolly related to the “clothes on the line” as a lovely expression of feminity

  8. Jack Straw 4 months ago

    Lovely

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