I like being organized, but if you saw my closet you would never guess that. It’s a combination of having a lot of shoes and outfits and a shrinking closet. I swear it was bigger when we moved in.
I am better at keeping my virtual life organized, specifically my desktop and emails. My desktop is more or less my “to-do” list, in a way. If I have a file saved to my desktop, that’s my way of telling myself that SOMETHING needs to be done with that. If I save it to a folder I will likely forget about it.
Having things on the desktop usually annoys me because I like to create to-do lists and I like to check them off as I finish them. The longer a file sits there, the more irritated I get with it.
If it’s a creative project but I am not quite sure what to do with it, I’ll leave it on my desktop while I let my imagination figure it out. Sometimes I get inspired, sometimes I don’t.
Anyway, I will be traveling for work for a few days so I have this post, and Monday’s post, scheduled and I thought my trip might be a good excuse to post two pictures that have been sitting on my desktop and just annoying the hell out of me because I like the images but I have no idea what to do with them.
Think of these images are songs that a band recorded that were good songs, but didn’t really feel like they belonged on an album.
The first image is another mock book cover using a photo taken by my friend/photographer Shannonlee. This is from a shoot from last November and borrowing its title from the album by Edie Brickell.
The last image is a lot stupider.
Growing up the only fiction that incorporated crossdressing fell into two main categories:
- An aunt forcing her unwilling nephew into becoming her niece
- A boy being forced into wearing a dress as a punishment
And that’s pretty much it. Did I read them? Yes, what choice did I have? Usually these novelettes would feature either a stereotypical jock (making the transformation that much more humiliating) or a shy, thin, shorter than average boy with a girlish figure and blessed with a small frame (making the transformation more believable).
These stories leaned heavily into the fetish aspect of gender presentation/gender identity and reinforcing that all of *this* was thought to be sexual. I am not kink-shaming here, but my point is that crossdressing is and has almost always been exclusively portrayed as a sex thing.
These stories were formulaic and predictable and almost always turned sexual. I suppose the writer wanted the character to complete their transformation into womanhood by having intimate moments with a handsome family friend or whatever.
This is when I would stop reading. I could identify with being “a boy that wore girl clothes” and the stories introduced a lot of terminology that I wasn’t familiar with as well as garments (such as gaffs) that helped with presentation, but this wasn’t a sexual thing to me. I didn’t think having sex with a man would be validating when it came to my presentation.
These stories live on, thanks to the internet. Many of these stories have art (mostly AI generated) to accompany the text. I suppose this is a type of fan-fiction. It’s more common to see just a simple image with text as opposed to more long form stories. Again, the sexual angle and/or the shameful punishment tradition lives on.
My friend Annabelle creates images of me (such as movie posters) from time and will post them on her NSFW website. For images that include me, she doesn’t lean into the sexual nature that is common with forced feminization images/stories but most of her website goes in this direction.
I don’t know where this idea came from, but I thought it would be funny and stupid to create some images in this spirit, but make them mundane and weird instead of shameful and erotic.
So, this is what I created.
The more I look at this, the stranger and stupider it is, which was my goal. I thought about creating more of these and posting four or five of them at once but I don’t think I can come up with anything as stupid as this and believe me, I tried.
No AI was used in these images, or in any images I post on my website.
Anyway, I’ll approve/delete comments when I get back. I hope you like these pictures or at the very least, helped your year start off a little weirder than you expected.
Love, Hannah
Hannah McKnight 