<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017613454903626319</id><updated>2011-11-24T17:19:04.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Being A Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>My name is Diane. I am a crossdresser from the Midwest area. I have been dressing ever since I was 7 or 8 when I decided to try on my mom's dresses.  From that day forward I've been hooked.  As I approached age 40 something changed. I started wanting to dress fully and much more often. I do try to dress my age and not wear mini skirts.  I enjoy my girly side.  I am intrested only in genetic girls sexually, but welcome friends regardless of gender or sexual pref.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2017613454903626319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>like being a girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12908799219447307850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/Sj-rowt95qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OBlXbUtwnIo/S220/1923672839_4705d2f3cb_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017613454903626319.post-3448525617950939519</id><published>2010-03-22T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:18:29.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div id="hubtitle" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: 400; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 1em; font-size: 1.857em; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); display: inline; "&gt;Why You Need To Date A Man Who Wears Lingerie&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="author"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);  font-style: italic; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat right" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 15px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 260px; float: right; "&gt;&lt;div id="mod_2057589" class="module moduleImage" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div id="imgs_2057589" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_641890" style="margin-top: 1px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 7px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; width: 240px; font-size: 0.857em; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); text-align: center; line-height: 1.1em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="mod_5121426" class="module moduleEbay color2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; background-color: rgb(232, 242, 247); "&gt;Believe it or not, men who wear lingerie make excellent boyfriends, husbands and lovers. They might not look like they stepped off the front cover of a romance novel (or maybe you're lucky and they do), but they do have a unique perspective when it comes to the feminine psyche that many of their lingerie less counterparts can sometimes lack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat full" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div id="mod_2057588" class="module moduleText color0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="txtd" id="txtd_2057588" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Sick of manly men who seem to need you for nothing other than carnal release and ironing shirts? Tired of trying to have deep conversations with a man whose communicative ability is not far off that of a brick wall? Why not try a man who wears lingerie, for these and so many more reasons...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 2em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who wears lingerie isn't going to laugh at you because you want to try out a new fantasy in bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who wears lingerie isn't going to be so hung up on 'manly' stereotypes that he finds it impossible to relate to you on an emotional level. He isn't likely to freeze up when you cry, or to freak out when you're upset.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who wears lingerie understands what it is like to feel pressure to conform to something you don't feel is really you. He is much less likely to stick you in a 'girly' box and expect you to behave like June Cleaver 24/7.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who wears lingerie is going to be able to buy you some killer lingerie, and in the right size!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man in lingerie is one who breaks taboos. He knows society doesn't like what he's doing, but he does it anyway. That take some serious balls, even if they are encased in lace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who wears lingerie is one who you know will share his intimate secrets with you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who wears lingerie is likely to have an appreciation for the finer things in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who wears womens lingerie is inclined to be a sensual lover, enjoying the feel of touch. He is unlikely to be a 'wham bam thank you ma'am' type of guy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;A man who wears lingerie is likely to know how to be gentle, how to be soft. He is likely to spend time on your satisfaction and pleasure, and to derive satisfaction and pleasure from that himself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Perhaps most importantly:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The man who can wear lingerie with you is a man content. He is a man who has conquered the fear of what you might think and worn his panties anyway. If he has any brain at all (and most men who wear lingerie do), he knows he is fortunate to have found the sort of woman who can love and appreciate him for who he is. Men who wear womens lingerie may not be perfect, but they do possess a great many of the qualities women secretly and not so secretly yearn for in a mate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2017613454903626319-3448525617950939519?l=likebeingagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3448525617950939519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-you-need-to-date-man-who-wears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2017613454903626319/posts/default/3448525617950939519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2017613454903626319/posts/default/3448525617950939519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-you-need-to-date-man-who-wears.html' title=''/><author><name>like being a girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12908799219447307850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/Sj-rowt95qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OBlXbUtwnIo/S220/1923672839_4705d2f3cb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017613454903626319.post-5192748511798611391</id><published>2010-02-03T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T08:43:45.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/S2mnqOPE31I/AAAAAAAAABg/dZL8nDnPrcI/s1600-h/blondie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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zoom: 1; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper" style="clear: both; zoom: 1; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal georgia, 'times new roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Hi there! I'm just a part-time gurl.&lt;br /&gt;I've been dressing most of my life and truly enjoy my feminine side.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I find dressing like a woman to be so pleasurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason is that it allows me to escape the need to act manly or ‘macho’. It is a real escape, to abandon the masculine mask that I have worn for so long, and to project a gentler personality. It allows me to giggle, to sigh, to pout, to smile brightly, and...Yes...even to cry if I feel sad. It liberates me to swing my hips as I climb stairs, to keep my knees together when I sit, to crouch rather than bend down, to place one foot in front of the other as I walk, and to enter/exit a car with grace and assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing also gives me the opportunity to have sensuous fabrics close to my body. The silkiness of lingerie. Skirts of silk and soft cotton, lots of fullness or straight and hip-hugging. Flowing blouses and lace-fitting tops. Preppy outfits and flouncy dresses. And hair styles that are full and stylish, brushing my neck and shoulders as I move. Jewelry that flickers and moves with me. And a subtle scent that reminds me of my femininity. And finally, that magical feeling as I don my pumps and stride forth, making a statement with every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dressing makes me feel younger. Makeup and body shaping and lovely hair have the power to subtract years, and who does not savor that? At the same time that it masks the marks and ridges of passing years, it imbues me with so much more energy and vitality than I normally experience. It gives me the opportunity to be "as youthful as I feel", regardless of my biological age. In short, it performs for me a miracle that nothing else can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, dressing makes me feel vulnerable. It makes me fearful of those who might speak unpleasantly or bring me harm. And it reminds me that my ideal of a woman is not rough and tough, but rather, soft and tender. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, I enjoy being a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Hope to hear from others and GG's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'times new roman', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2017613454903626319-7411254677308029463?l=likebeingagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7411254677308029463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/part-time-gurl-hi-there-im-just-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2017613454903626319/posts/default/7411254677308029463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2017613454903626319/posts/default/7411254677308029463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/part-time-gurl-hi-there-im-just-part.html' title=''/><author><name>like being a girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12908799219447307850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/Sj-rowt95qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OBlXbUtwnIo/S220/1923672839_4705d2f3cb_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/SnEV27mlX2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/GRfYKPjC1uA/s72-c/AAAAArI63JcAAAAAAEFouw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017613454903626319.post-8797183274539341375</id><published>2009-07-29T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:29:17.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/SnETcHEWvuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O3Q568cePjI/s1600-h/208_1701_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/SnETcHEWvuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O3Q568cePjI/s320/208_1701_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364090004829552354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the feeling of lace and nylons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2017613454903626319-8797183274539341375?l=likebeingagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8797183274539341375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-feeling-of-lace-and-nylons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2017613454903626319/posts/default/8797183274539341375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2017613454903626319/posts/default/8797183274539341375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likebeingagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-feeling-of-lace-and-nylons.html' title=''/><author><name>like being a girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12908799219447307850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/Sj-rowt95qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OBlXbUtwnIo/S220/1923672839_4705d2f3cb_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YnLw2h6kQFc/SnETcHEWvuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O3Q568cePjI/s72-c/208_1701_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
