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Anna’s 2015 Annual Report

Hello again!

I’m not often one that likes to do what everyone else does but I couldn’t resist joining in with with this Year Review lark. My stats perhaps pale in comparison to others but I’ve never been good at getting myself out there. On the whole I feel it has been a good year though because I feel like I’ve made some superb digital friends that one day I would love to be able to meet in person.

For anyone that’s morbidly interested here it is…

https://annasecretpoet.wordpress.com/2015/annual-report/

Next time I investigate just who exactly did put the bomp in the bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp so until then 🙂

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Starting a Trend

I may have accidentally set Twitter alight yesterday! Oops, sorry 😄

http://www.nme.com/blogs/nme-blogs/the-internet-is-being-toe-curlingly-honest-with-depressabeatlessong-10-of-the-best-song-distortions

I’ve had a Twitter account for around 18 months and for a while couldn’t get the hang of it at all. In the last couple of months though I’ve been playing Hashtag Games which to me are just puns and cheeky wordplay. The other week I started my own: #MakeASongOrFilmACheese

Amongst the examples were; Gouda Vibrations, Roquefort Around the Clock, Boursin City…you get the idea.

Another came to me on Saturday night, namely #DepressABeatlesSong. Before tweeting it though I was determined to come up with several to start it off so someone would see it and join in. I had: Love Me Don’t, She Hates You, Drive My Car (over a cliff) and Do Pass Me By. To my horror and surprise it caught on and was an exciting day indeed culminating in that unfortunate NME article above. I was disappointed especially on seeing the way people can run with an idea that isn’t theirs. My intention was daftness but some of the tweets were pretty horrendous and mean spirited. It was brilliant to see it at one point becoming one of the top trenders of the (western) world which I did learn a lesson from in true american sitcom style. It also showed to me the power of the internet and how quickly things move on. As far as I can see it has died down now and perhaps that’s for the best. I don’t really want to bring any truly unecessary attention to this aspect of myself.

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Merry Christmas from Anna!

Hello there and if my calculations are correct you are reading the 50th post on this blog. What on earth were the other 49 about…one wonders. I decided the other day that it’d be cool to take a few Christmas themed photos having seen a lot of other gurls doing it elsewhere. Another intriguing question – how have I not thought to do it before?

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I realise I’m about a week too early to do this but I am going to be quite busy over the next wee while. This way I’ve put them out there and should give interested parties time to see them in time for the event itself.

I do hope you all have a superb Christmas and are spoiled rotten by Santa’s sack!

Anna xxxxx

Thursday Morning Dress Up

Sometimes I wish I could write something a bit more meaningful than this. I got the chance to dress up today for a few relaxed hours and I had a really nice time. Simple stuff. No new outfits as it wasn’t pre-planned though I did get a new dark brown wig with a fringe the other day. Impulse buy, it was relatively cheap. So I dug into the wardrobe and pulled out a few old skirts I haven’t worn in ages and some tops to match.

The black skirt I’ve had for ages and the
houndstooth top is one of my favourites though it does make my boobs look a bit too big!

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The black top and grey skirt are old ones too. Rather tight fitting!

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I am liking the new wig though – it is rather tight though and hard to know if I have it on right. It’s also a bit darker than I would normally go.

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Hope you’ve all had a lovely Thursday! Let the clean-up operation begin (sighs)…

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Anna xxx

Raiders of the Lost Pics

Recently I discovered that my old MySpace is still there. I have no way of deactivating it as I no longer have access to the e-mail address I set it up with. It had been quietly sitting there gathering virtual dust all this time. I’m guessing it was around 2010 since I last logged in, the time of the last purge. Familiar faces greeted me from my Friends list but all posts and comments appear to have disappeared. I wonder what all those people are up to now and if they’ve abandoned their profiles for dead too. The reason I logged on was to have a look at some of my old pictures to see if they were still there. Indeed they were. I no longer have copies of them you see, having been overly careful down the years I would delete pics off the hard drive once I’d uploaded them. An idea I have been thinking over for some time is to sort out my Anna photo archive properly. From 2011 onwards I have a pretty comprehensive collection but the years prior to that are decidedly patchy. I had thought of maybe starting a Flickr account too. So I have somewhere to keep a back up but also have them on display for anyone who would appreciate them.

As often happens when you start looking at old photos I was transported back in time and thus lost track of it. I copied a fair few of them – not all though only the ones that looked okay. Some of them I had forgotten about and I cringed at some of the outfits and poses…

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I began to think again about why as crossdressers we photograph ourselves as we inevitably don’t get to share them much (god bless the internet). I suppose it’s not too odd because really as people we photograph everything we see, especially these days. We like to chart the progression of our lives and we like to remember. I’m particularly pleased with my archive, it’s pretty much a decade’s worth.

Pictures can also be incredibly powerful, funny, moving, thought-provoking and obtuse. Sometimes all at once. I happen to think the best ones are not always posed. I really like the pictures where the subject(s) are not necessarily aware that they are being photographed. No one else has ever taken a photo of Anna and I think I’d really like that. It would be terribly interesting to see how that would turn out. I’ve often wanted to ask my wife but have been too shy. When we did the now traditional Halloween Anna evening last night I wanted to ask but couldn’t find the right opportunity. I suppose I’m also a bit worried because when we were discussing my last post she remarked how I seemed to default to ‘sex kitten’ in them. It was a good point but that’s probably just because o my wardrobe choices. Put me in a cute skirt and heels I automatically bend or point my knees and turn my head to one side. I can’t help it 😄

I did take a few pictures before we settled down to watch a film. Ended up in that green dress I bought a couple of months back and I even accessorised!

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Hope you all had a great Halloween too! If I sort a Flickr out I’ll let you know X

New House/New Groove

Finally starting to settle down after the house move in the last few weeks. There are I admit some boxes and bags still to be sorted but we’ve been too busy living it of late. The chance to dress arose again on Sunday morning and I couldn’t wait. For the first time in ages I was going to be able to take pictures with a camera instead of my phone. The extra window in the living room would also open up more lighting possibilities. Although I have no new clothes I was able to pick out a few nice  outfits to lounge around in. First one was a nice black dress that once belonged to my wife, I shaved my chest for this one.

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I too a few shots but this is the best one.

Next up was a burgandy satin effect vest top and short denim skirt. I ventured out into the close at this point as we have no other neighbours on our floor.

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I do love that skirt. I also love the next one, a green skirt I got for £1 in Primark before the summer. Ended up keeping that one on for the next while as it was so much fun!

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It was my initial idea to write something more substantial as my next entry but I couldn’t resist sharing the photos. They came out so well. Next time definitely once I have my words together!

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Thank you for stopping by X

Hand me down joy

It’s been a quiet old month on the whole though a week or so ago my wife had a big clearout and I couldn’t resist having a look through the piles! Sizing issues precluded most of it but I helped myself to a top or two, a couple of stretchy textured skirts, an intriguing black dress and some nightdresses (which I probably won’t wear as often but at the end of a session they are nice to slip into).

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The Sunday morning I got was also a chance to try my new suspender belt. I wanted a simple lacy black one as the one I’ve had for years was part of a set, the only part I rescued sadly. It was nice to dress in the morning as I was able to apply my makeup at the living room window bathed in natural light. After years of going into the bathroom to do it (a bathroom with no window) it’s a revelation so it is! I think I did a pretty decent job.

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I didn’t have very long before I had to snap out of my reverie and go and pick the kids up from my grandparents. On the way however I went shopping and have ended up with another couple of dresses. A really nice green one – it’s as green as you can get by the way! Like, Christmas green it is and only £2.50 to boot. The other one is from Primark and that was full price but totally my style, a dark green tartan dress with a black Peter Pan collar. It has a slight ‘school’ feel to it, hopefully it will make me look a bit younger. No pics of those yet, next time though!

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I don’t know if any of my fellow crossdressers get this but I’m also experiencing that mad feeling of wanting to tell it to the world again. I realise I’m technically doing that by having an online presence but I mean like getting out the trumpets and standing atop a mountain – a large hill will do. Hopefully it will pass, I guess it must be normal. Maybe it’s also a good sign. A sign that perhaps I’ve finally began to accept myself which I never thought I would do.

XXX