Leg Envy!

So tonight I settled down to watch I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here NOW, The Spin off Show after the main show, and as I was watching it I just couldn't keep my eyes off a certain pair of legs on show.
Laura Whitmore! This girl has the most amazing legs I have ever seen, I mean she can literally pull off any type of outfit that shows off her legs.

Being a man, I am fond of ladies legs. But as a Cross-dressing Man, I am also envious of them. I will be honest and say that many people who have seen me in full Cassie Get up have commented on my slender, feminine legs and I LOVE that. I still get envious of legs on a lot of women (and some men) on a daily basis.

I personally spend a lot of time making my legs look and feel the best, regardless of whether I have to cover them up at work and during my normal male life. I moisturise and even tan them as well as keeping them smooth all year round. I have moved onto waxing them as shaving never gave me the right feel.

I remember when I first shaved my legs and the feeling I got from seeing them was immense. Ask any other Cross dresser and they will tell you the same thing. I find smooth legs to be one of the most feminine things ever. What I find hilarious is that a lot of ladies I talk to complain about keeping their legs smooth and it makes me smile the amount of effort I go through just to get them hidden daily compared to a lot of my natural girl friends who'd rather throw on some jeans to cover up their hairy legs.

So I guess this post was about legs. I love legs and like to keep mine smooth and moisturised. What products do you use to keep yours in good nick?

Thanks for reading
Cassie x

You know you're dating a hipster when...

So, this blog post is taking a slightly different angle.  Rather than blogging about my usual topics I felt it neccesary to tell all of you about a few of the personality 'traits' I've noticed in various guys since hitting the dating scene.
 I've had the misfortune of meeting one too many 'hipsters' in recent months (and it's always ended badly!)  Whilst you may think dating a hipster could be, dare I say it:  Cool, perhaps a read of my hipster checklist will make you think twice!

HIPSTER MEN

• Buy literary classics for the bookshelf and then ensure a few are laid out strategically on coffee table when you come over.
• Probably never read these books, but you can bet your peacoat they're tweeting about it!
• Randomly point at things and say 'that's cool' as if their acknowledgment is endorsement is enough, and there is no room for comment  
• Buy you a birthday present which they know they'll love, rather than you:   "Oh, a signed copy of Oasis greatest hits album on vinyl that doubles up as a clock...how thoughtful are we?!"
• Nod their head to any 'cool tunes' they hear whilst in a queue, walking past a bar, eating at a restaurant....oh, anywhere really!
• Tell you that the new band you love who've just hit number one were 'much better before they went commercial.'
• Have social media bios with phrases like "I live my life in colour" as if the rest of us mere mortals live in some morose shades of grey
• Don't like having their picture taken, unless they can be in complete control of the photo editing before it hits facebook.  A sepia tint to an image always makes a hipster feel good.
• Are the first people to talk about that new Starbucks coffee flavour...and the first to go off it.
• Copy the style of a hipster celebrity then, when people start making comparisons, claim that actually, they've had this image for years.
• Tut and shake their head when you get a little bit excited by mainstream (or worse) cheesy pop
• Take being called 'a hipster' as a massive compliment.

I hope this post has been of some help (and amusement) to you.  I have to say, I have thoroughly enjoyed writing it because now I have my very own hipster checklist to refer back to as I prepare to meet new people!
Would love to hear if you've ever dated/are dating a hipster.  Perhaps you're one yourself?


Until next time...thanks for reading!

Love, Scarlett xoxox

Cassie's Christmas Tag

This is my first tag, and what better one to kick off my blogging tag future with...........It's CHHHRRRRRIIIISSSSSSTTTTMMMMMMAAASSS!

Well in a few weeks it will be. I for one am a huge fan of Christmas, always have been. For me Christmas is a great time to spend quality time with family and friends and generally have a jolly good time. Although for a Guy who delves into becoming a woman, and being closeted to most family members, Cassie doesn't get much time out at Christmas, BUT she does benefit from vouchers and clothes from people in the know.

So, anyway, this tag I found on quite a few other blogs and thought I would try it out. Hopefully Scarlett will do one too. So anyway, here we go...


1.  Do you prefer a real Christmas tree or synthetic?
I am 100% synthetic! I have had bad experiences with Real Tree's in the past involving the needles and I promised myself I would never get a real tree again. Plus I hate the whole watching it die in the wake of Christmas too.

2.  You're in a coffee shop, it's December, what do you pick?
I don't tend to fall for the novelty Christmas drinks in the coffee shops. I usually like to add lots of cream and a few marshmallows at Christmas.

3.  What's your favourite colour scheme for decorating the tree?
It has to be Greens, Reds and Gold. I am very old fashioned. I like the Green and Red lights and baubles mixed in with a bit of gold glitter to liven it up.

4.  Giving or receiving?
Now, I won't lie, I LOVE receiving! Especially when close friends of Cassie buy me stuff for Girly nights in or out. It is something special when a cross dressing guy opens up a new make up set or pair of heels. So as Cassie I love receiving new gear.

5.  To mince pie or not to?
I am not a mince pie fan. Too much stuff crammed in such a small pie.

6.  What's your traditional sunday lunch?
Turkey! Turkey with all the trimmings. I love the mixture of Turkey, veg and Stuffing. I am such a pig I top my plate up with so much food I send myself into a coma.

7.  Christmas day fashion
Well as my usual Male self I opt for comfortable trousers and jumper. but seeing as this is Cassie's blog, and she has never experienced a Christmas out I suppose I'd say my ideal outfit. I would really glam up for Christmas. I would have a nice velvet dress, in homage to Mrs Claus, and some red tights/leggings. I would embrace the red theme of the day and maybe throw some fluffy fake fur in there somewhere too. Santa Baby!

8.  What's your favourite Christmas song?
Merry Xmas (War is Over) - John and Yoko. I LOVE this song so much, it is such a christmas classic and I can sing and hum the chorus non stop during December.

9.  What's your favourite Christmas film?
There is so many to choose from. Elf, Scrooged, The Santa Clause. But the one that I watch every year now is "Four Christmases" with Vince Vaughan and Reese Witherspoon. The film is hilarious and really brings out the humour and Christmas spirit about families.

10.  Open presents before or after lunch?
I am still a massive child. I still like open my presents before lunch. Only because I always have and no when I think about it, I'd rather relax after lunch and play with my gifts. Ha I am such a child.

So There you go. I Tag EVERYONE so send me your links and I'll check them out. Put them in the comments or tweet me.

Thanks for reading.
Cassie xox

The Dating Ex-ercise begins

So, I never did find out exactly what I said to my ex in that 'creepy voicemail' as he so tactfully tweeted....but as my mother always says; some things are better not knowing.

Anyway, I've been feeling fragile and a little bit disconnected from my peers lately.  (I'm not a total misery, but my broken phone is making it difficult to be invited to anything!)

Starting to wonder if this has forced me into becoming one of those saddos who just spend their nights on social networks & doesn't have any real conversations??

Hmm...saddo by default.  Not sure I fancy that on my gravestone.

As I am on a mission to get over said ex (and have been rather unsuccessful this past 3 years) I decided to get onto this online dating malarkey.  Shuddering at the thought of yet another Xmas of mother dropping in various men's names, (along with bank balance and attractive capital assets) into EVERY conversation:

"I know he's grey, and his daughter is your age...but he DOES have a boat!"

...whilst over at my fathers for Boxing Day, he repeatedly uses his favourite line to shame me into settling down:

"Nobody wants to marry Marilyn Monroe."

What does that even mean?  I'm sure Marilyn was married?!  

As with creepy voicemail-gate situation, I fear it is better not asking the question (I can only assume father thinks his eldest daughter is into flashing panties over air vents).

Anyhow;  I digress.  So I got persuaded into online dating by a few older and 'wiser' colleagues a few days ago.  I'm nothing if not a massive sceptic and a hopeless romantic; so online dating seemed the most rubbish idea in the world since voting Conservative that year I decided I was a yuppie :-/.

As it turned out, I became wanted property and actually had a healthy pick of some normal looking men.  I've even agreed to go on a date with one who lives not far from me (but not before lots of much needed Google detective work!).

Really REALLY need to speak to Cassie about this MAJOR BREAKTHROUGH in my life......

The only trouble is, my god damn phone keeps cancelling her calls :-(  

Looks like I'll be going for girly advice elsewhere this time, so if you've got any dating tips for an old amateur please let me have em!

Love much

Scarlett xoxo

Suit and Ties VS Skirt and Heels

"who is she?"

So Today I was at work, busy away being boring and dull, trying to get work done to schedules and timelines whilst drinking copious amounts of coffee. This is a daily routine for me. The Daily grind for....well lets say Conner (Not my real name) is just like many guys out there working in office based environment. Lots of women work in my office and I have a great friendship with them. But to them I am jack the lad, fun loving and football loving *Connor. But what they don't know is when I leave work and head home to my cat and house mate I sometimes become Cassie! a Fun loving, Leggy Blonde (sometimes) who loves all things fashion.
So Today whilst I was sitting in on a dull mundane meeting with 6 other beautiful ladies I couldn't help but let Cassie take over my brain and entertain me. To do this, she simply analysed the fashion these ladies and it made that hour go fast. If only I could swap my suit and tie for skirt and heels!

Now each to their own is something I constantly hear from people and that is true, but to most people who know Cassie, know what this means to me. First off, I will not be making a transition at any point of my life. I am happy being *Connor and never want to stop that. Secondly, Cassie is an expression of me that comes out roughly twice a week in full (ie. make up, wig, heels the lot) and partly a few more nights a week (ie. pamper nights, waxing etc).

Cassie is my Alter Ego but for the purpose of this blog *Connor is my alter ego. With my blog posts I shall be Cassie and writing about her thoughts and ideas. So Hopefully over time you will all get to know her more and with the help of Scarlett we can make this blog fun and a good read.

Scarlett is the main blogger here. She is so talented and creative with her writing I can't wait for you all to read her posts. As for me, I aim to introduce you to the world of Cross-Dressing that shys away from those pesky bearded fellas in tights and bad make up. I want to show you Cassie and her thoughts on being a guy who looks good as a chick.

So I suppose this is a kind of introduction to my participation on this blog. Hope you enjoy.

Bye for now
Cassie xoxo

@GirlClosetBlog

Oops...I did it again. The ex-cruciating hangover

"So; how was your weekend?"

When esteemed colleagues <with normal lives and existences> ask me that v.general question on Monday morning, I shall give them one of 2 possible answers.

1) It was relatively chilled yet productive.  I caught up on my correspondance (yes, I DO have correspondance...don't look so surprised!) and painted my toenails whilst wearing a relaxing mud mask with Xfactor on in the background.

2) I got unashamedly drunk on a bottle of cheap Australian wine from the local shop and accidentelly on purpose left my ex a 'creepy voicemail.' 

NB: One of the above is a lie.

Nobody knows I commited such a heinous act on Friday night (well, nobody except said ex ... until now).  After I woke in a still-drunken haze the following morning, I got a familiar sick feeling which I usually associate with having done something cringeworthy but not yet having the brain functionality to recall it.

I stayed away from all manner of social media, knowing instinctively that this would give clues to path of destruction caused by the Australian Rose.   In fact, up until about an hour ago, I was happily living in blissful ignorance and meandering through remainder of the weekend.

Twitter log in commenced.

Timeline:  Nothing too bad.  Just me and Cassie talking guyliner and waxing (standard).
DM:  Here sat a message from the ex.  Very direct, very 'to the point' - rather like my mascara wand slipping and poking me in the iris:  "What's with the creepy voicemail? X"

Sh** sh** sh**!!! Checked phone: No record of a call.  Vaguely remember Cassie talking me out of sending him a DM...but I obviously did what I do best and rebelled against my straight talking (always right!) friend.
Took action of sorts by tweeting the only thing I could: 
 "Voicemail? Call?  I truthfully don't know what you are talking about??" 

Now I'm playing the waiting game...waiting for ex to kick me into touch & for Cassie to read this and spit feathers about me ignoring her 'brilliant advice' AGAIN! (Though honestly, I think the ex will be an easier one to handle!)

Till next time

Scarlett xoxo