Hi everyone - since i was little i have just loved pretty clothes, especially girdles. It was of course not my fault, these things never are, are they?

My granny, god bless her, saw something in me, and maybe because she had two boys, encouraged me to stay with her at the weekends - and we would play a game of pretend where i was her grand daughter.

She bought me pretty clothes, and let me have my hair curly, and she taught me to curtsy, and speak nicely, and all the things a girl should know how to do around the house. She would let me sleep in my nightie, she would let me tie her up in her corsets, and if i was very good i could go and play in the park as it was getting dark as Alice.

Puberty came along, and these games had to stop, but i still have a love for all things pretty and pink, and i am SO grateful to granny for showing me how the world should really be for some of us. It's not everyone of course, its only a few boys who wanted a Mrs Beeton for their 10th birthday, but i do think of myself as lucky when i squeeze myself into a roll on panty girdle and head off to work.

I'd love to chat with anyone who loves their clothes, be they a boy or a girl, or even anyone who wants to just ask questions…. of course, like all sissies, i am easily bullied, so please play nice x