RANSVESTIA

snowy-white and lace-dreamy. When wearing it at full-stretch my waist measures exactly 28, which isn't bad at all. I find that when wearing girdle, panties and slip over the cincher my skirts size 16 fit smoothly over my waist without any rolling or bunching of the fabric; they have a nice smooth outline. By wearing less underneath it is going to be possible for me to wear size 14 skirts, which is an im- provement on size 16. Again, it may be possible for me to wear a blouse suitable for a bust 36; and I am looking forward to shopping for skirts and blouses where I will be able to try-on. You see, a FP friend has just located a dress-shop where the proprietress is very helpful; she is, in fact, enthusiastic!

But to get back to my lingerie girl, who, incidentally, has a part- time assistant. This girl is endowed with a peculiar penetrating charm, through the influence of which she is able to absorb the embarrassment and jitteriness often exuded by FPs on a first visit. I understand that they have about twenty FP clients, and the proprietress tells me that many of them have a preference for her assistant. On the several occasions when I have visited the shop I have had the chance to sit down in the office and talk with one or the other. I mentioned I had two wigs, but that I didn't know where to go to have them cleaned and styled. Wonder of wonders! There is a wig salon three doors along the street from the lingerie shop, and the lingerie girl often has lunch with a girl in the wig salon. It transpired that the wig girl was catering to a goodly number of FPs herself!— can you believe it?—so that very soon I found myself in a private room at the wig salon, the wigs being styled right on my head, with no embarrassment at all!

It seems to me that this isn't at all bad for a man in his sixties. But there is more to come. I have found it possible to get service here and there in shoe shops without any great pretensions to glamour; but I cannot persuade myself to be happy with anything less than the ultra-chic. In common, I am sure, with many other FPs, I have admired window displays in which the shoes were sexy, glamorous, and elegant, only to be informed over the telephone that they did not have large sizes. What usually happens in such cases is that one goes to a place where they have large sizes with perhaps three-inch heels, but oh, dear! and for goodness' sake! no REAL heels, and no glamour. It's a waste of money and frustrating, too. In order to enjoy my skirts I have to have the right footwear to go with them, and I mentioned to my lingerie girl that I was having difficulties getting really feminine