After the ups and downs of the last couple of blog-posts, combined with the events in London yesterday I’ve decided a breath of fresh air is needed to calm me down. So, and mildly ironic given the published title of my blog-page, lets talk Retro for a change…. And yeah, it’s just an excuse to… Continue reading [Fashion] Sarah – a “Retro”-spective

So, been riding the t-cycle again lately, bit down on the whole ‘am I a girl, am I a boy, am I an idiot’ set of questions that seem to bounce endlessly around my mind as I trudge through drab life. So it’s time to cheer up a bit – this blog post is all… Continue reading [Fun] 10 Things as a retro-chick I didn’t know last year….

Yeah, it’s going to be one of those. I promise I’ll do a frock-tale right after for all those obsessed with pretty dresses (which is also me, to be honest), but I need a little vent. It’s been a while since I posted. As a midlife-crisis ‘enjoying’ late 40s male I’ve done the new car… Continue reading [Philosophy and Self-Flagellation] Midlife Crisises, Satin Retro Frocks and Sexuality.

On Saturday night, as part of an uber-session with the sublime Cindy at BWBG which I’ll talk about at length in the next couple of posts, I went back to the Wayout Club in London. I spent a good three hours dressed identically to the picture at the top of this blog post surrounded by… Continue reading Wayout2: Where Fun and Terror meet over a glass of Red wine and a Fondled Bottom

One year old. Courtesy of an email from WordPress. I had no idea I had been splurging stuff up here for all of 365 days. Re-reading a lot of it makes me laugh as opposed to the frankly appalled I thought I’d be, although a lot of the early stuff is me skirting around issues… Continue reading [Philosophy] Happy BlogBirthDay Sarah, and some fun ruminations.

Ooo, just checked the last time I posted and, err, I’m not dead. I promise. I’ve just been going through the same old rinse/repeat cycle of guilt and shame and love and yearning and guilt and shame and love and yearning and you get the picture. Having been in and around Westminster last Wednesday, which… Continue reading [Philosophy] The Unbearable Numbness of Being. A Retro T-Girl.

So, it’s thirty minutes past the witching hour, I’ve been home for an hour or so having just trekked back from London and yes, I’m in the post pseudo-coital glow of having done another two day session with the ridiculously talented and skilled Cindy at Boys Will Be Girls. And it was a different session.… Continue reading [Philosophy] Fun is a four letter word.

Oh Lord, where to begin? Firstly, the frock. That’s the easiest place to start before I start getting gushy and deep, I guess. And after the journey through the Black Cloud that was the last blog post written all of, ooo, ten minutes ago, this may get gushy. So, the frock is, to give it… Continue reading [Fashion] A Frock’s Tale (4) – ‘No Name Dress’, but somewhat of a taboo…

Depression is an odd beast. I’ve spent my life being either depressed, anxious or blissfully happy, never anything else. I know it’s a wonderful combination of my soft soul, hard upbringing and genetic predisposition to sticking my head in an oven (doesn’t work nowadays, which is good news for my generation of the family tree… Continue reading [Philosophy] Confidence, Depression and Ageing, oh my…

Stop the presses! I need to share something deep and shocking…. I am not a cross-dresser. Bear with me, it’s not that radical a statement. I hate the term ‘cross-dresser’, it sounds like a angry wardrobe lady. It’s one of those phrases that has been created by a man to describe something he doesn’t understand.… Continue reading [Philosophy] The Perils of Being a T-Feminist