Ask Hannah!

I don’t know if you are aware of this or not, but the Breast Form Store is sending out emails for the Hera breast forms with you in a red dress on a sofa.

At least I’m pretty sure it is you…

Yes! It is totally me.

I was lucky to review these forms and I am absolutely over the moon about them. I gave the Breast Form Store permission to publish certain photos and I was giddy to see them use one in their marketing.

I absolutely appreciate when I am notified when my pictures pop up across the internet so thank you for letting me know. Usually when this happens I am credited/identified but sometimes it’s for content I would prefer I wasn’t associated with… if you know what I mean,

Love, Hannah

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Flower Power

Let’s continue the love for The Breast Form Store, shall we?

I think almost every dress, every stiletto, everything in my closet (or in my storage… still unpacking all of my clothes after the move…) has a story. Some are more interesting than others.

Shopping can be cathartic. It’s not unusual for me to buy an outfit BECAUSE of SOMETHING.

“I’m having a good day! Let’s buy a dress to celebrate!”

“I’m having a bad day! Let’s buy a dress to turn things around!”

“It’s Tuesday! Let’s buy a dress!”

And so on. It usually doesn’t take much.

A few months ago I finished a very annoying day at work and had to run some very annoying errands I had been putting off. I was feeling kinda bitchy about EVERYTHING. I get a lot of emails from my favorite websites announcing sales or new products and The Breast Form Store added some new dresses to their site.

The accompanying photo in their email showed a Very Cute Dress with a pair of pink heels. It was like… this email was made for me. An outfit can often inspire a moment that I want to have. After an annoying day at work this outfit made me want to get dolled up and spend the day en femme and take a break from angry bosses and pointless daily reports.

I ordered the dress from the parking lot of one of the places I was running an errand to and a few days later this cute dress was delivered.

I had an upcoming photo shoot (big shock, right?) but between my makeover and when I had to be at the studio I did a little shopping (another big shock!) and guess what?? This dress + shopping was exactly what I needed. And yes, I paired it with pink heels.

I wish I could wear this dress forever.

Love, Hannah

Review: Hera Breast Forms

When I was in my late teenage years and in my early twenties I was, in a way, just starting out. I had been trying on femme clothes for my entire existence but at this point in my life I was beginning to shop for my own clothes… clothes I didn’t have to sneak from my sisters.

This took a new set of skills. Not only did I need to learn about sizes and what would fit me (of course, there is no consistency when it comes to this) but I also had to, hm, be stealthy about this.

I had to learn about to browse through the lingerie department of a store so I wouldn’t stand out or draw too much attention to myself. I couldn’t look like I was shopping for my own wardrobe. I had to be quick but careful.

Selecting new panties also had the inevitable experience of interacting with the cashier, the arch enemy of a closeted crossdresser. Fortunately these days there’s the option of online shopping and self-checkout.

BUT! There’s also the reality that no one really cares. I worked retail in my teens and unless the customer was behaving very oddly I immediately put them out of my mind once I handed them their receipt. Yes, many, MANY men bought femme clothes and I knew WHY they were likely buying a bra. After all, I am One Of Them.

But even if I wasn’t? Let’s face it, people, of any gender, tend to buy lingerie for themselves.

Customers asked the same questions I did when I would shop for femme clothes. “If this doesn’t fit HER (implying they were buying stockings for a lady), can SHE return it?” Oh, I must have thought I was so clever when I asked the clerk these and similar questions. I felt that this line of dialogue would dispel any suspicion that I was buying this cute matching bra and panty for myself.

There are businesses in many cities that are frequented by masculine presenting people who are buying femme clothes. It’s not uncommon for these shops to be more on the fetishy side that sell size 15 stilettos, for example. I would shop at stores like these and the clerks knew I was looking at heels for myself so both the staff and I could drop any charade. Thank God.

Years ago, I was feeling particularly brave one evening. I was also feeling… hm, defiant? Apathetic? I was in the final days of a relationship that was ending and I was feeling a combination of excitement of a new start and anger and sadness over the break up. I hold no ill will towards her. We were both young and both navigating relationships and the new world that one in their early twenties is learning to live in.

She was the first person I ever came out to and well, it didn’t go well. Again, I have no ill will towards her because of this. We were both young and this was decades ago. Living outside the gender binary was not as common as it is now. PLUS! you can be as accepting and supportive of the LGBTQ+ community as you possibly can be… but it’s still a little weird and takes some getting used to when it’s your own significant other telling you that he likes to wear lingerie and high heels.

Since the relationship was on life-support and the plug was getting pulled any minute I saw no reason why I shouldn’t go shopping for lingerie and stilettos. Out of respect for my soon-to-be ex I didn’t dress (well, not that often) while we dated but there was nothing stopping me anymore.

I can’t remember the name of the business I visited and they are no longer operating but this particularly shop sold everything from PVC dresses to skyscraper heels to fetish wear to, well, normal clothes. I tried on a few dresses and heels and the salesgirl and I were chatting openly about, well, THIS side of me.

She opened the glass display case under the register and brought out a pair of breast forms. I immediately felt I was at a precipice of a new world. I was faced with crossing a threshold of my gender identity. Was THIS side of me only about clothes or was there something MORE? Did I simply like to wear lingerie OR was there possibly another gender identity sleeping in my heart? Breast forms symbolized the transition of wearing femme clothes to, well, presenting en femme.

I’m sure it was no more than a few moments but it felt like a lifetime passed as I considered purchasing them. I declined but happily bought a pair of black patent stilettos that would ultimately be purged as the cycle of buying femme clothes and tossing them a few days or weeks later would continue as it would for the next decade.

In retrospect I realize I was contemplating this side of me on a level I had never really considered too deeply before. Was THIS about wearing girl clothes or was THIS about presenting as a girl or was THIS about wanting to BE a girl?

Years would pass until I accepted and embraced what THIS was all about. It’s not just one easy answer. I love “girl” clothes. I’ll wear panties and leggings and nightgowns until I breathe my last breath. I love looking cute and having my makeup done. I love interacting with the world as a girl.

…but transitioning? No. That’s not the right direction for me.

For me, presenting en femme is a combination of a wig, makeup, jewelry, heels, clothes, and SHAPE. I am not trying to pass and I don’t believe in it and even if I did I have no illusion about my ability to blend in. I don’t try to “pass” or blend but I do want to look as femme as I can. There is a difference.

When I started to get serious about “real” clothes I started to invest a lot of time (and money) into my look. The right outfit, the right style, the right color, the right fit, the right everything. Most of us know that a dress looks and fits differently in boy mode vs girl mode. I have some dresses that zip up fine in boy mode but when I have my thigh pads and breast forms? That zipper is not going to zip. I also have dresses that look very unflattering in boy mode but look A-MAZ-ING when I have my corset on.

Through the trial and error of wearing femme clothes you start to learn the nuances of sizing and how inconsistent they are. If you order a dress online or buy heels without trying them on you quickly learn that sizes are more or less arbitrary. Sure, I may be a 12 dress size and most of my stilettos are also a 12… but that number means little when I am out shopping. It’s all about what FITS and what you feel when you wear an outfit.

Since we roll the dice on clothes when it comes to sizing and discovering our style we realize that THIS side of us requires time, money, and patience. It demands a financial investment. That’s NOT to say you NEED a pair of $400 thigh pads or a $200 corset, but whether it’s a pair of cheap panties or the lowest priced lipstick at the store, if you want SOMETHING, be it femme clothes or anything else, you’re PROBABLY going to have to spend money on it.

I don’t mean to trivialize gender identity or gender presentation but if I overly simplify who I am then I must accept that THIS can be, and for me it IS, a very expensive “hobby”.

I had no issue or qualms about dropping money on new shoes or outfits when I expanded my wardrobe from lingerie to proper clothes. Indeed, I was probably a little too… eager to do this and was very much lost in the Pink Fog. But I was always hesitant to invest in forms. It was more appealing to spend $400 on dresses and heels than to spend the same amount on pads.

Eventually I did order a pair of breast forms. But they weren’t REAL forms, mind you. Just a simple pair of silicone padded forms. But they did the trick. Not only on a practical and visual level, but they also impacted me on an… emotional(?) level. That’s not to say I was brought to tears or anything but I loved how they looked and how they made me feel. LOOKING pretty and FEELING pretty don’t always go hand-in-hand.

A few years ago I was sent a pair of forms by the amazing goddesses at The Breast Form Store. To say they changed my life would be an understatement. I felt… and looked amazing. I felt femme, I LOOKED femme. I couldn’t imagine dressing without them.

Whether it’s an iPhone or breast forms, things tend to be redesigned and improved. If you had asked what could be done to improve the forms I was sent I would be at a loss for words (yes, this CAN happen, lol). If anything, I felt that the nipple on these forms was a little too… ah, pronounced. It seemed like I was always nipping out no matter if I was wearing a tight dress or a padded bra.

Buuut I was delighted to find out how wrong I was. I was provided a pair of The Breast Form’s newest forms last year to review and I am delighted to share my thoughts after months of wearing them.

The Hera is now available.

Their website describes the Hera as the ULTIMATE, most PERFECT crossdresser breast forms ever! I mean, that’s a pretty bold and definitive statement. But my God, they’re right, “It’s not bragging if it’s true”, as the saying goes.

If you’ve never worn forms before, terms like “silicone” mean very little. When it comes to forms, in my opinion, it comes down to how they LOOK and how they FEEL. The Breast Form Store’s website has a nice description of the, ah, technical aspects of these amazing forms so let’s chat about my experiences.

I don’t have natural breasts so I can’t comment on whether or not they feel NATURAL. However, I can absolutely attest to how they move with me. How they bounce when I strut. How I can wear them and feel their weight.

The Hera is described as “squishy” which sounds unappealing but it’s a perfect word. I’ve worn my Heras with sports bras and with lingerie and practical bras and there’s been no issue. My forms responded to my tight sports bra and they present themselves in all their cleavage glory when I wear a push-up bra.

There are many options when it comes to the Hera in terms of customization. I provided The Breast Form Store with my measurements and I feel and look proportionate with these forms. Simply put I am amazed at how natural and real I look and feel.

For over a year I’ve worn them each time I’ve gone out, whether it’s a day of shopping or for a photo shoot. Whether sitting, standing, walking, or laying down my forms move with me and rest in a natural way.

Are these forms cheap? No. Are they an investment? Absolutely. Do you NEED forms to be femme? Of course not. Will they help you “pass”? Well, I don’t believe in “passing” as this side of us is for US and what we want to wear and how we feel and think about ourselves.

If you are considering forms, whether it’s time for an upgrade or you’re ready for your first pair, I hope you consider the Hera.

Love, Hannah

I Get By With a Little Help From My Forms

My most recent photo shoot had a couple of dresses that I had to look DEEP into my closet to find. I have been meaning to wear this particular one for years and years but for some reason or another just never followed through with it. I would plan a day out en femme and sometimes I would end up getting a NEW dress and wanted to wear that one instead or the weather wasn’t going to cooperate and I would need to wear something else.

But I suppose those were just excuses. The reason I didn’t wear it was because I didn’t feel cute in it. I found the dress on Amazon and thought it looked pretty and it fit like a dream but I just felt a little… frumpy? Like it didn’t fall right? Because of this I just didn’t feel a lot of affection towards it.

So, what changed?
My body didn’t, the dress didn’t, all I needed was to add my forms and a corset.

A dress can FIT, but it doesn’t mean it fits in the right places. Sometimes a pretty dress doesn’t compliment you.

Femme clothes are, for the most part, designed for the cis gender female body. This means a bust and hips. My body is pretty rectangular and sometimes the most gorgeous gown fits like a pillowcase.

I packed this dress into my suitcase for the shoot and honestly? I just hoped for the best. The shoot started and as the afternoon progressed the outfits I brought were worn, photographed, and then (carelessly) tossed back into my suitcase.

There was time left for one more outfit, and this dress was the last one left. I shrugged and changed.

This was the first time I had worn the dress with my breast forms and corset. My body was completely different compared to the other times I tried on the dress.

It fell where it should. The dress fit the body it was designed for. I had the body (courtesy of my corset and forms) that it was designed for.

I am not saying that you need a certain figure or $400 breast forms to look cute in a dress. This is a reminder that clothes sometimes need a little help.

Love, Hannah

High Heels and Shallow Thoughts

The internet is a wonderful, horrible tool.

On one hand I am able to buy anything from books to panties to food from my couch.

On the other hand we are connected 24/7 with everything and everyone and we are expected to be reachable all the time.

Going online is a godsend for girls like us. The magic of the internet shows us that we are not alone, that there are so many others like us. We make friends, find places to buy heels that fit, learn about the differences in wig types… the list goes on and on and on.

Getting advice from others like us is also invaluable. We have a lot of the same struggles as each other, whether it is finding the confidence to go out en femme or how to tuck. Even to this day I use the color correcting tricks that I learned so many years ago and I think of it every time I blend my foundation.

The “hive mind” is also important. I like that a girl like us can ask a question about ANYTHING, whether it is about applying false eyelashes or coming out and there are always other t-girls and crossdressers happy to help. We come together and offer our opinions, thoughts, and perspectives in a desire to guide someone like ourselves. We’ve all benefited from the experience of others.

I know I have. Not only from the color correcting technique I use each and every time, but also from advice I’ve gotten on gender identity and coming out and going out in the real world. You are all wonderful people.

Coordinating an outfit is something I usually need help with. Sometimes I am unsure of which accessories I should pair with a dress or which blouse goes best with a skirt. Seeing photos of other t-girls has been very encouraging and educational. You are all beautiful and inspiring and have fabulous taste in clothes.

So, I thought I would ask for your help.

And yes, it’s a shallow post but what the heck, it’s the weekend.

The Breast Form Store sells amazing things such as breast forms (obviously), but they also sell thigh pads, lingerie, wigs, and shoes.

Speaking of shoes, the most amazing heel was made available on their website recently and I AM IN LOVE.

I told you this was shallow.

Look at this beauty.

It’s pink! Strappy! Platforms! AND GLITTERY.

Maybe it’s due to being immersed in BOY LIFE lately but my god, I need these heels.

The problem (and yes, I know it’s not a real problem) is I have NO idea what outfit to wear this with.

This is where I need help.

What dress is perfect for this? An equally pink glittery dress? Something else?

Let me know in the comments! Posting links to the perfect dress would be really appreciated.

Love, Hannah

Review: Bali Scarlett Wig

The very, very, very first wig I ever tried on was ordered from Frederick’s of Hollywood. Are they even around anymore??

Let’s Google them.

They are! Good for them.

The wig was cheap. It was around fifty dollars and, well, what did I expect for fifty dollars? Crossdressing takes time, patience, and money. I’ve learned that I need to INVEST in my look. I didn’t learn makeup without guidance and makeup lessons. My feet are not Barbie feet. They are not permanently arched making walking in stilettos as easy as can be. Makeup, heels… demanded practice and trial and error and learning from mistakes and (literal) missteps.

The wig was a disaster. It CRUSHED me. I had expectations of slipping it on and BAM, all of a sudden Elizabeth Hurley was in my mirror. I think I wore the wig for less than a minute and it went into the trash along with the packaging it arrived in.

It was not the magical experience I was expecting. In retrospect I expected too much out of it, especially for fifty dollars.

Discovering and coming into your look is a humbling and empowering journey. This wig killed any hope I ever had of being able to look femme.

Skipping ahead a few years, my wife and I looked over different styles online and soon I clicked “purchase” on a “proper” wig. No shade at Frederick’s of Hollywood, but there is a world of difference between a fifty dollar wig and wigs that cost hundreds of dollars. Different styles matter. Different blends, whether synthetic or heat resistant or human hair (or a mixture) will all create a different look. Different looks create different experiences. Different reactions.

My wig arrived and a few nights later my wife finished my makeup and soon It Was Time. I couldn’t help but flashback to my first wig and I was prepared for the worst. At the moment I had never felt and looked more femme. My makeup was done, I was wearing a blouse and a cute skirt, and of course, four inch black patent stilettos. The wig was the final puzzle piece.

On it went. And the Cinderella transformation I had been longing for finally happened. HE was gone. SHE was the reflection. I couldn’t stop staring. My wife gave me a supportive laugh and said she would meet me in the living room and would give me a little time with Hannah.

This was the second time I realized the transformative power of a wig. Thankfully this experience was an overwhelmingly positive one.

Over the years I’ve more or less committed to a similar style and color of my wigs. My natural hair is black so my wigs are black. The color matches my eyebrows and is less of a departure than if I were to go blonde.

But as I wrote in my last wig review for The Breast Form Store, getting out of your comfort zone can almost always be a good thing.

In addition to the Camila Wig my friends at The Breast Form store sent me to review, they also asked me to review their Bali Scarlett Wig. I was more than happy to do so.

If I have two tasks to do, I tend to get the more challenging one completed first. I get anxious about a lot of things and stepping out of my comfort zone can absolutely trigger my anxiety. The Camila Wig was a dark brown color and after a decade of black wigs this would be a new experience. I have friends who change up their wig colors and styles all the time but I don’t do this as easily as they do.

I modeled the Camila Wig first as I wanted to calm any anxiety related to something new as soon as I could. And yes, I know it’s silly to be nervous about a new wig color, but often times rationale and anxiety have absolutely nothing to do with each other.

Luckily I loved the Camila Wig. It wasn’t the shocking change that I had expected. I received a lot of really nice emails and comments about it. You all are so nice. Thank you.

I changed my outfit when it was time for the Scarlett Wig. Since this wig was black I thought a darker dress would be a nice contrast to the dark brown hair/white leather dress look I chose for the first wig.

I slipped on the wig and styled it a little. I was happy by how little styling I needed do to. It was pre-styled and I loved how the hair framed my face. My head, my face is very square from most angles but the waves just tumbled down and reshaped my look into a softer, rounder, and yes, more feminine face.

Although this was a new look, it felt familiar and comfortable. The wavey locks were a departure from my normal straight hair, but the color helped my feel more like ME.

After a few headshots, it was time for a few more… spontaneous pictures. I quickly realized that this was another of those transformative wigs. The Frederick’s wig was a disaster. My first proper wig was a realization that maybe, just maybe I had potential. This wig absolutely deserves to be mentioned in the same breath as these other life-changing wigs.

And yes, I know I am being dramatic. But I bet you can relate.

I felt… flirty. I felt sexy. I felt like the prettiest girl at the party. I was feeling myself… I was feeling LIKE myself.

I mean, look how happy I am.

This wig WAS me. This wig IS me.

I think this is a very good look for me.

You can see the confidence I was feeling.

And that’s the point of a wig, I think. How it makes you FEEL.

Hair can be intimidating. It can require a whole new skill set when it comes to styling. I think that’s why I tend to wear synthetic hair since human hair wigs are harder to maintain and require more styling. This wig in particular has a pre-styled look that is flattering and (thankfully) minimizes the more masculine features my face has.

Love this wig. I love how this look makes me feel. It’s fun to strut out of your comfort zone but there’s nothing like finding a look that feels completely natural, completely authentic…. completely YOU.

Love, Hannah

Review: Wig Pro Camila Wig

My wig completes me. It is the final part of my look and even if my makeup is a disaster and my dress isn’t as cute as I would hoping it would be, if my hair is looking good then somehow everything else comes together.

Until I started to wear a wig, I always felt like a “man in a dress”. I could be wearing a pink dress, lacey lingerie, and sky high stilettos after an hour long makeover but I would still feel like a boy. My first wig was… well, it was magical. I can’t describe it any other way. It completely transformed my look and I became… HER… in a way that I never experienced before.

Over time I learned a LOT about wigs. Different styles and cuts and colors of course, but learning about the differences between synthetic wigs, hand-tied wigs, heat resistant wigs… it was a bigger world than I ever could have imagined.

Of course, I also learned about what look suited me best. For years I have only worn black wigs as it was the same color as my boy hair. Whenever I got a new wig, I would notice how my… hm, attitude would change. Some styles made me feel more beautiful, some made me feel younger, more femme.

But there were also styles that did the complete opposite, but let’s focus on the positive.

Sometimes a new style pushes you out of your comfort zone. Sometimes it’s a a dress, a wig, or a makeup style that you would never select for yourself but when you do try it, often at the encouragement from someone else and you find a new look that is… well, perfect. Not only does it LOOK good, but it also… unlocks a new level of confidence that you didn’t know you had hidden inside.

I am fortunate to do the occasional review for The Breast Form Store. Sometimes it’s lingerie, heels, lingerie, thigh pads, lingerie, or breast forms, and sometimes it’s for a wig. And sometimes it’s for TWO wigs!

After a few messages back and forth about which wigs I was going to review, I was really encouraged to try a hair color that was different than my normal black. I wasn’t completely sure but goodness the enthusiasm from the Breast Form Store was contagious. Before I knew it, I was opening a box with two beautiful wigs in it. Both beautiful, one was my usual color, but the other… well, remember it’s a GOOD thing to get out of your comfort zone a little. 🙂

The first wig I wore for my photo shoot was the Wig Pro Camila wig. Although I have been wearing wigs for around ten years, I am still learning a lot about them, especially after the MN T-Girls wig fitting event last month. This wig has a lace front and although I heart lace, I had no idea how important this is when it comes to creating an appearance of a natural hairline.

My normal wig is a straight black style, and I keep to this look mostly out of intimidation. I have a hard enough time styling a blouse/skirt combination let alone styling long hair. What drew me to this wig was that it’s pre-styled and it gives me a very natural wavy appearance.

The wig is synthetic which I like. Human hair wigs tend to be pricier and require a lot more care. I also don’t care for heat-resistant wigs as I tend to play with my hair A LOT. Synthetic wigs aren’t as easily damaged by contact with skin (whether your shoulders, head, or fingers) compared to a heat-resistant style.

I was completely won over by this look, and this color.

But goodness, please tell me what you think! This was a bold break from my normal look and I would love to hear your thoughts!

Thank you to the Breast Form Store for my new ‘do and style!

Love, Hannah

Ask Hannah!

I am the aunt of a young man trying to find his true self. I’m having a hard time finding the essentials he needs like breasts forms and bras for him. I look online and I can’t find the right size for him the right shade for him and it’s stressing me out. Is there any chance that you might be able to point me in the right direction?

I love being able to recommend the wonderful products from The Breast Form Store at any opportunity I get.  So, I would encourage you to start there.


As for bras, I get mine from En Femme and again, from The Breast Form Store such as these sexy options.

Love, Hannah

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Another Review Preview!

This is the second outfit I wore for a review I am doing for The Breast Form Store. After my first lingerie shoot I wasn’t sure I would do another, but I thought this cute set would be perfect for the review. My first lingerie shoot was filled with mixed emotions but I was happy to realize that this time all those nervous butterflies and negative thoughts were gone.

I hope you like these pictures!

Love, Hannah