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I’m feeling… feminine.
For someone who was a queer icon (no big deal), for the first time in years, I’m finding myself yearning for somewhere I can get dressed up to attend.
Poofy dresses.
Sparkly eyeshadow.
Eyebrow pencil and magnetic false lashes.
Maybe different kinds of wigs.
I look in the mirror and I look like a ghoul.
I want to put on paint and adorn myself.
When my clients heal, they often find themselves dressing more feminine.
I think it means that, despite everything, because of everything, I’m mostly healed and happy.
I know few would believe it.
But I’m softer than I’ve been in a long time.
The stronger my boundaries get, the more open I can be.
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There’s something magical about dressing up as a form of transformation. You are going through another transformation process as you heal. Dress up. Even if there’s not a reason but for you and your soul. 🩷🩷🩷