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So, a bit of fun to keep everyone’s spirits up. At the last session I took along a frock that I had ‘drunk purchased’; you know the scenario, 23:30 at night, empty bottle of (very good) red wine on the table, squinting through the alcoholic haze at the iPad screenie and having a random advert in your stream take your fancy.

In this case it was a for a company called ‘Devil Inspired’, which is a cool name, at the least. And the stuff they had/have for sale looks incredible on the website, loads of Lolita fashions and the like.

I’ve always been intrigued by the Japanese fascination for the Lolita look. Granted, the majority of people doing it ‘over there’ are perfect for it, in shape and size, but it has always had that manga/hentai feel to it.

Pictured – spoiler alert. I bought the frock. I loved it.

Personally I love the look; over emphasised femininity and a certain degree of infantilism ticks fun boxes in my head. The reasons I have never tried it are a few though. Firstly, I’m 6ft 2in. If you’ve had one of those drunken purchase moments and bought something off of a far-eastern website you’ll know their ideas of sizing are…… interesting. XXL turns out to be big enough, just, for a medium size Ewok. So I’ve always held back on going down that route. Secondly it’s a hard look to pose.

There’s a fine line between erotica and something darker, and dressing in a Lolita outfit and trying to channel an inner ‘little girl’ can cross the line. I love the costume, but I never thought I’d be able to safely pull off a pose without getting into potentially dangerous territory.

So I always looked at pictures of ‘over-feminine’ Lolita frocks with envy and a kind of ‘love it but wouldn’t work for me’. Fast forward to one drunken evening, and after hopping onto their site to look for an oversized satin bow for the head (I love those), I came across the *perfect* dress.

Pictured – happiness in a single photo

It was one of those old-school ‘little girl’ frocks, but every about it was darling, if you’ll excuse the phrase. It had a gorgeous teddy-bear print, a wonderful Peter Pan collar in red and white check, and ties at the short sleeves to puff it up. I looked at it and thought ‘if I combine that with a full 50’s petticoat it would be so much fun’.

Even drunk I knew the likelihood of it fitting was minimal at best, but, in standard happy soused fashion, I ordered it in the largest size they did, and promptly forgot about it.

When ordering from these far-eastern shops you often find it takes forever for the item to come, so I wasn’t holding my breath, but my first indication that this was a different (and better) kind of shop came when they replied to my order, thanking me, telling me it was in the post already.

Within a week it arrived and I decided to quickly try it on in the bathroom. To my pleasure and surprise it fit like a glove, which was a thrill in and of itself; this was two weeks before a planned session with Cinders so I thought ‘hell, let’s do it’, and into the backpack it went, gently folded.

Pictured – did I mention I LOVE bows?

I also sourced a pair of thick white tights for the look, along with my trusty retro ‘Mary Janes’. Cinders has a brilliant wig in her collection that already has a big black bow in it, so when I showed up to the session I added the frock into the pile of looks to do.

As per normal we started off with some ‘nude’ pictures; not completely nude of course, but I like to do some topless ones for the Only Fans, followed by some lingerie. Reason I do this first is that the majority of looks I do require a good deal of undercarriage; by that I mean a stomach cincher, tight girdle and bra, all of which squeeze the old flesh and when I have done lingerie at the end of the session you can sometimes see the effects of squeezing on the bod. When you reach a certain age the skin moans when it has to flick back to normal; cue red lines and amusing patterns where the fabrics have been strangling you for a couple of hours.

When we finished the ‘nude’ looks we did the Lolita, and wow, it was an epiphany.

Pictured – reminder, 6ft 2in. Dammit, I love this look…..

For a start, even given the fact I am 6ft 2in, when I had the frock on, the high waist combined with the petticoat and white tights somehow made me look much shorter. Chuck in a teddy bear and the look was complete; cue lots of cute pictures.

It was one of those rare outfits where I had an idea and a want for the look to be good, but, in my humble opinion, the look far exceeded what I wanted.

In fact the look was so much fun that I found myself not wanting to take it off. It was comfy, I felt cute and warm. Yeah, a little worrying, but it’s hard to explain what the look brought out. I felt super-femm but not in a sexual way. It was cute and fun.

Pictured – some part of me wanted to stay like this for as long as I could. Gorgeous fun.

Anyway, long story short, after the session I went back on the Devil Inspired website and ordered some more outfits, some a little more risque because life is too short not to have fun.

Stay beautiful and, when you can, buy that dress you think you shouldn’t.

Pictured – this was the very next look; same makeup, but something clicks inside and boom, different girl