So, dear reader, when i left you I was swimming in a sea of femm-fantasticness. Cuddled up in a comfy black satin nightie, slowly typing my thoughts because of the glorious nails on my fingers while I was already planning the second session. Pictured – happiness in a floral frock And then I fell asleep.… Continue reading [LiveBlog] And then the f*cking train came off the tracks.

i didn’t quite get to write a blog as Sarah, but as I sit here on the bed in my rented apartment, typing slowly because my gorgeous nails really don”t get on with my MacBook keyboard, wearing a black satin nightie with the remnants of the makeup still on my face, a fresh squirt of… Continue reading [LiveBlog] Sarah in the fading but beautiful afterglow

As promised, a live blog! Session kicks off in twenty minutes or so, two hours ago I was trying desperately to finish a meeting with my new boss, now I’m sat, actually nervous, waiting for the fun to start. I made the slight mistake of having a full strength coffee earlier, so I’ve got the… Continue reading [LiveBlog] The Eve of the Sarah

Sorry I’ve been quiet – the heatwave combined with an insane amount of work and a touch of the Black Dog have made Sarah a grumpy-girl, but today is different. And I’m going to try something correspondingly different. See, I’m sat here in my pyjama shorts and Rick and Morty T-shirt feeling a little soft.… Continue reading [LiveBlog] T’was the night before Sarahmas

It’s still hot. Which is mind-boggling (this is England, for heaven’s sake), and not a lot of fun. As previously mentioned I tend to not organise any dressing sessions for the high summer – there’s nothing less feminine than sweating under a corset, and silicon breastforms? Don’t even ask. So I’m in that limbo period… Continue reading [Fashion/Fun] A Sarah by any other name would still smell of Chanel No.5

I’m in a bolshy mood. There, said it. I watched the football last night, which was a very, very rare occasion (put it this way, I watch the Superbowl once a year and in the last 22 years I’ve seen 22 more Superbowl games than football games. I thought I’d wave the patriotic flag, see… Continue reading [Philosophy] Confessing to the Bitch-finder General

Hate to sound like the middle-aged Englishman that I am (pictures aside) but I really, really, really, really dislike this weather….. There’s a lot of Viking in my blood (hence the Valkyrie-esque height whenever I slip on heels more that 2 inches), plus I managed to throw myself quite successfully off a mountain when I… Continue reading [Philosophy] I’m melting! I’m melting! Oh, what a world!

Hmm, time for a little post-alcohol introspection methinks. Course, it might be a bad idea to write a blog post after four cans of BrewDog Elvis Juice (yup, shameless plug, but their Elvis Juice is a sublime IPA infused with Grapefruit that just makes you so happily drunk…… but I digress), but the creative juices… Continue reading [Philosophy] Cross-dressing, an RPG….

A bit of fun for a change! So, it’s less than a week since the last session, which cumulated in the trip to the Fetish club I described in the last post, and I’ve been thinking a lot about it, the club, the day, the outfits. During the session I had a moment that was,… Continue reading [Fashion] The She-xual Frill of it all

Just got home from a one-off session at the sublime Boys Will Be Girls, where I modelled 16, yes *16* outfits in a day. And then went clubbing. With a difference. Wind back. I decided to treat Cindy and Vicky to a meal at my favourite restaurant in London, Cantina Laredo. As an aside, and… Continue reading [Humour] I am officially OLD. Or – Clubbing, not for me….