Dressing up as a bloke


A somewhat odd title given that in many ways, I’m a bloke. Well, at least physically. Socially, mostly yes, but in my head and my heart, it’s a little more complicated. If you’re reading this, either you’re very lost on the Internet, researching something, or you may have a similar situation. 🙂

Earlier in the week, I was involved in some formal doodah that required the wearing of a suit. Oh, not a Birthday Suit for those of you who’ve gone there and, frankly, shame on you. 😉

Glid comments aside, there is something about these outfits that make me feel rather uncomfortable. It’s a bit daft as, well, it’s trousers and a shirt. No big whoop there. Perhaps it’s the shoes I’m not used to, the feel of the cloth, the tie, or perhaps lots of little things, but a suit does not feel like me. It feels heavy, constricting, or blanket-like as I feel it swamps me.

It’s not like I go to work in Lynn mode – maybe one day 😉 – but as Richard, my employee dress code is fairly relaxed, so jeans and a cool (pretty) shirt suffice. Maybe that slight expression of self in a pretty shirt is enough to tick the box that lets me feel a bit more in the middle than lost in corporate wear. Mind you, a sheath dress or skirt suit and I’d be fine. 🙂

Where are we headed with this? Glad you hung around to ask 🙂 I guess if there is any takeaway from this, is being able to tell yourself that such suiting is only temporary. It doesn’t need to define you and you are more than what you wear. When I’ve been to family events where, again, a suit has been the order of the day, I know it is best for me to be happy for those who are rocking a more femme look and know that my time will come again. Green-eyed monster moments do not help and if anything, the claws are very much turned inwards. Best, instead, I think, to ignore and remember fancier times.

Oh, and as a shameless link to post a photo of last night’s outfit, so it was that the dress I’ve had in & out of my travel bag for the last five times finally got a look in. I did have a wry smile to myself – carefully when putting your lippy on, by the way – thinking that it was only a few days earlier that I looked remarkably different. 🙂 Still, the need to nip out to pick up emergency biscuit replacements made me wish I’d brought a coat along too. Brrr…. fashion and comfort – uneasy bedfellows 🙂

Take care,


  1. I have been lucky enough to working as a woman for a month and a half. Now it’s normal. But yesterday I had a short notice meeting and needed to man up. I’m not overly uncomfortable in men’s clothes, but I do find I am more tired at the end of the day. Takes something out of me.

    1. May I ask if you’ve had any feedback during that month plus? Just curious.

      I don’t mind certain men’s clothes, but there are some looks that are not me (sportswear, preppy, etc) or ones that have a bad emotional reaction too (see blog post 🙂 ).

      Good luck with the YouTube channel, BTW.

      1. Basically after the first couple days nothing. A like that shirt or something of the sort. Pretty standard fair really. But there is only 3 of us so mileage may vary.

  2. Hmm, great minds work alike as there’s a similar theme in Sue’s News and Views this weekend. I really cannot stand men’s clothing at all and conforming with the requirements of certain events or situations gets me down.
    Nice Chams outfit BTW
    Sue x

    1. Ah, I feel your pain around certain outfits. Funny how we’ve both written about similar topics. Any chance we could compare notes about the Euro Lottery? 😉

      PS: good to see you back in your usual attire and looking good.

  3. Cute outfit.

    It’s common for all of us to believe that we are what we present but, as you know, those capable/willing to present both male and female are not cis- or trans- based merely on our clothes. Clothing is part of expression, not innate nature. This is something important that took me a while to learn.

    1. Male clothing is more about hiding who I really am, a disguise to pass as cis with people who don’t know, or can’t accept, Susie.

    2. @SB – Thanks! 🙂 Yes, I’m with you in things being more than clothing/presentation. There’s something about being…. gender varied?… that goes through who you are and what you do.

      @ Susie – Tis a shame things are like that, IMO. :-/

  4. I know exactly hoo you feel Lynn, I hate man suits and I always feel uncomfortable and somehow out of place even at family events. This became more noticeable (to me) after I started going out. I can walk into a hotel bar in my heels dressed to kill, well at least have fun and be completely comfortable. I enjoy social events much more in Andrea mode, sadly I can not attend family events as I wish to and so will never enjoy them as much as I should. It’s not clothes it’s the expression of the inner person, the expression of who you really are.

    1. Maybe that’s another element to the discomfort: not being authentic.

      “Oh, just wear something you’ll be comfortable in,” they say.

      Well, I would say a pretty shirt and jeans, but that’s too casual…. Apparently 😉

      Oddly, there’s more in my femme side of the wardrobe that would work for family dos.

  5. I don’t have a suit so there’s no problem with not wearing that. Anyway, since my work involves sitting at the computer at home all day, I can wear whatever I like for that. If I want to dress up as Bugs Bunny at the same time, that’s entirely my business 🙂

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