Blue Nylon, Anyone?

On Monday, we wear blue!

I love blue nylons, and I try to wear them every Monday.

Today, I liked how my legs looked in my blue pantyhose, so I snapped a couple photos.

Now I present them to you, and hope you enjoy them.

This dress is quickly becoming one of my favorites

Do you like the blue tights? The anklet? The dress? My pedi? Do you like me? Please like me. LOL

I wore these blue nylons to work last night, under my ugly, awful pants, and will be wearing them to bed in short order. 

I'm also rocking a gorgeous black mesh bra and a sexy thong panty, not that you asked, but there it is... 

This Week's Outings 8/30/26

Sunday 8/30/26:

Having really enjoyed yesterday's outing, I decided to duplicate it today.

Upon my arrival home, I shed the awful work clothes I had been wearing all night, leaving me wearing only the thong panty, mesh bra and nude sheer pantyhose I will wear until it's time to rinse (shower) and repeat (go to work yet again). I then put a lovely silver anklet on my right ankle, slipped in my favorite ballet flats, and headed to the spare bedroom in search of a dress. I found a very pretty black a-line dress, with a pattern of small white diamonds, added a belt, and topped the ensemble off with a cute silver bracelet on my left wrist.

I then let my pup outside, and stepped boldly onto the walkway, walked it to the shared sidewalk, and stood there, awaiting adulation from the neighbors. When the adulation (again) didn't show, I grew bored and walked back up the walkway and into the house.

These neighbors had best tighten up... 

Nylon Layers

I've mentioned a time or two that I'm a nylon enthusiast. 

Something I enjoy doing is layering different colored nylons, to see how they look.

Today, I layered nude control-top pantyhose over hot pink sheer stockings, and I just happened to have snapped a few photos...

Can you tell they're layered?

Love the reinforced toes!

Is it naughty to show the stocking tops? They're so pretty, it would be a shame not to show them

And finally, proof that they're layered!

This Week's Outings 8/23/26

Monday 8/24/26:

Our weekly trash collection is on Mondays. Since I worked nights last night, I decided to put my trash can out to the curb after getting home this morning, which I did, whilst wearing a floral LulaRoe Julia dress, black ballet flats and sheer blue nylons. 

Upon returning to the interior of my house, I realized that the kitchen trash bag was nearly full, so I extracted it from its can (or bin, as it may be known in some localities), tied it up and walked it out to the trash can already sitting on the curb, still wearing the same dress, hosiery and footwear.

At this point, if my neighbors haven't seen me outside in a dress yet, I'm convinced it's because they're intentionally forcing themselves not to look. I'm literally out there, at least as far as my front stoop, nearly every day, and I don't sneak around. I'm blatant about it.

Wednesday 8/25/26:

A couple weeks ago, I ordered a bottle of 9-year old bourbon, from a distillery in Michigan. I live in Wisconsin, which borders Michigan. Why it took so long for my bourbon to arrive from an adjoining state is a mystery to me, but not the point I'm trying to make. The actual point is that my bourbon was delivered yesterday while I was sleeping. The reason I didn't see it on my porch when I woke up and let my dog out is very simple.

It was delivered to the wrong address.

This is the problem living in a house whose front door doesn't face the street. It seems that every  dumbass, jackass and just plain ass who delivers things to places has delivered something meant for my house, to my neighbor's house. I mean, their house number ends in 18 and mine in 20, so you can see where the confusion would arise. You can't? Neither can I. It's just plain sloppy work. If you're too stupid or lazy to find the proper delivery address, maybe delivering things to places isn't the highest and best use of your talents.

Anyhoo, when I got home, I changed out of my work clothes and into a gray floral dress. I was already wearing the pink thong panty, the black half-mesh bra and the white sheer pantyhose under my work clothes. I added an anklet and my favorite black ballet flats, and proceeded to let the dog out, when I noticed that there was no package on my porch. So I left the comfort of my house and walked over to my neighbor's house, where, wouldn't you know it, I found my package.

I love being out in public, dressed in feminine things. I hate having to retrieve my parcels from my neighbor's porch. I'm always worried that someone will call the police and report me as a porch pirate. It hasn't happened yet, but I still worry about it every time. 

Friday 8/28/26:

Before going to work, I decided to try some nylon layering. First, I tried on sheer black pantyhose over the baby pink tights I slept in, but the black seemed to overwhelm the pink, and it didn't really show through, so I went back to the drawing board. The next combination was nude sheer pantyhose over hot pink lace-top stockings (you can see photos of this combination in this post). I was so impressed with how my nylon layers looked, that I wore them until it was time to get ready for work. So when I walked out to retrieve my mail, I was still wearing the layered legwear, with a gray LulaRoe Julia.

Saturday 8/29/26:

I wore a dark red thong, black mesh bra and gray sheer pantyhose under my work clothes all night, and traded my pants and t-shirt for a gray and black animal print dress upon my arrival home. When I let my pup out, as I do basically every day after work, I walked out with her, down my walkway, and onto the public sidewalk, where I stood for a moment, just to give the entire neighborhood a chance to say hello. Nobody said anything, so I walked back up my walkway and into my house. 

Maybe the neighbors aren't up at 6:30 am, and if they are, I imagine they're not in the mood for cheerful greetings. Oh well, at least my dog was happy to see me... 

This Week's Outings 8/16/26

Sunday 7/16/26:

Yesterday, after my walk, my fiancee and I got into the car and drove to the nearest "big" city, about 90 miles south of where we live. We spent the day there and had a blast. The problem was, when I got out of the shower prior to the trip, I put on all "male" clothing, and that's what I wore for the rest of the day.

When I woke up this morning, I was deep in regret. I changed before I ever left the bedroom, into a bra, panty and gray sheer pantyhose. I pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of pink biker shorts, and went about my day, much happier.

The first outing was when I went to Arby's for lunch. Whenever I can, I place food orders online, and pick them up inside the restaurant, and that's what I did, still wearing the above-mentioned outfit.

Later, I ran to the grocery store and picked up my grocery order, in the same outfit.

After that, I went home, showered, got dressed in panty, bra and glossy black semi-opaque tights, with a very colorful LulaRoe Nichole dress (I own several), which I'm still wearing as I type this entry.

Not exciting, but I enjoyed it... 

Saturday 8/22/26:

I took most of the week off from my bras and nylons, just for a refreshing change of pace. Then Saturday rolled around. 

Upon getting home from work (on night shift), I was anxious to get back into the femme goodies, so I quickly stripped off my work clothes, right down to my birthday suit, and replaced it with a pink microfiber panty, a black mesh bra and white sheer pantyhose. On top of all of it, a pink LulaRoe Julia with a pattern of small white flowers on it, and a silver anklet on my right ankle. 

Ahhhh, that's better! 

I woke up an hour earlier than I normally would, to go pick up our weekly grocery order. I debated wearing heels for the outing, but thought better of that idea when I realized I also had to stop and fill up my car's gas tank. So I put on my black ballerinas, a hoodie (somehow I feel like it's less shocking if people don't see the entire dress), grabbed my keys and headed for the door.

The grocery pickup went as smoothly as it always does. I was only out of the car for a few seconds to open the back door -- if you don't open the back door, they assume you want the groceries in the rear cargo area, rather than the back seat). Groceries picked up, I drove to the gas station, picked a pump I rather liked, and hopped out of the car to pump my gas. Nothing happened while I was fueling, but I could feel eyes on me, judging me, for almost the entire time. After I had collected the receipt, I had one more stop to make.

I like to order from Hardee's (those in the western US would know it as Carl's Jr) every now and again, and since it was on my way home, I placed an online order. I don't know about other locations, but this particular Hardee's always has my order ready, waiting on the counter when I get there, even if I order it from their parking lot. Maybe they're psychic... Anyway, I walked into the lobby, past the 2 employees loitering thereabouts, grabbed my bag and cup from the counter, and walked right back out to my car. If any of the Hardee's personnel noticed the pink dress or the white nylons, they didn't let on.

And that's it. I drove home, ate my Frisco Burger, drank my Diet Dr. Pepper, then jumped in the shower to go to work.

Oh, and to work, under my work clothes, I wore a black cotton animal-print panty, red mesh bra (yummy!) and a brand new pair of Nude control-top pantyhose, fresh out of the freezer. Yes, I put my pantyhose in the freezer a day or 2 before I take them out of the package. I read somewhere that it strengthens the fibers or some such thing. Even if that's not true, how cool is it opening your freezer and finding a couple pair of nylons looking back at you? 

This Week's Outings 8/9/26

I realize I haven't been updating the weekly outings posts as much as I should, but that's because I haven't had the time or opportunity to actually engage in any outings, as my work / home life have been rather hectic. I could post each day saying I walked out on my porch wearing a dress, but that's boring. Even my neighbors would yawn at such fluff, so I don't post it here. 

Rest assured, when an outing happens, I'll document it here...

Wednesday 8/12/26:

After not having an outing since last week (I didn't go to the event last Thursday night, BTW), I was feeling down, so...

After getting out of the shower, I did my usual grooming (comb hair, shave, deodorant), and decided I wanted more, so I put on concealer, foundation, eyeliner, eye shadow and mascara. I also filled in my brows and highlighted my brow bone. 

When quite pleased with the makeup look, I slipped into a pink thong panty, a new pink front-closure bra with black hearts all over it, white sheer pantyhose, an anklet and a LulaRoe Nichole dress I can only describe as "colorful." I then drove to the local grocery store, which I intentionally walked through very slowly, smiling and greeting people as they passed. When done, I went home.

At bedtime, I took off my makeup and my bra, put on a brand new, frilly, pink sleep dress, and drifted off to sleep. 

What fun! 

Thursday 8/13/26:

Aside from the fact that I wear panties, bra and pantyhose under my "male" clothes at work every day, I also wear minimal makeup. By "minimal," I mean a light coat of mascara (I already have pretty lashes - nobody notices if they're slightly prettier) and a shot of my Nyx Jumbo Eye Pencil (shade "Milk") on the inner corners of my eyes, which gives a more "awake" look. Today at work was no exception, although I should have blended the white eye pencil a bit better.

Once home from work, I slipped out of my work-wear and into a pair of black Noosh seamless tights, a silver anklet and a white / gray LulaRoe Julia dress, paired with my favorite black patent pumps. Once in my home outfit, I walked out onto my front porch to retrieve a package. Pretty tame...

A bit later in the evening, I realized that one of the mouse traps I have set at the entrance to our crawlspace had an occupant, and had to take it out to the trash, still in my dress, nylons and heels.

Not exciting, not all that brave, but a public outing all the same. 

Tomorrow, I plan to wake up 45 minutes early, throw on this same dress (and bra), with my "guy" sneakers, and head out for a 30-minute walk. I've been putting on weight lately, and this is one aspect of how I'm going to slim back down. Wearing a dress while walking is the incentive. It satisfies my goal of venturing out in my femme finery at least once per day, and will hopefully result in my dresses and nylons fitting better before too long.

Friday 8/14/26:

As planned, I woke up early, slipped back into my bra and dress, put on my Nikes and a hoodie, and headed out into the neighborhood. I only walked for 20 minutes, but kept thinking about how glossy and noticeable my black Noosh Play Gloss tights were. I know that's strange, because I regularly go out into public places wearing similar outfits, and never care who notices or what they think. For some reason, being "out" in my own neighborhood hit different.

Of course, I'll do it again (and again and again), because I want to get back to my goal weight and because it's exhilarating to be out in public wearing a dress and nylons, even after all these years of doing it.

Saturday 8/15/26:

I hopped out of bed at 6am, ditched my sleepwear in exchange for bra and dress, jumped into my sneakers and hoodie, and walked out of the house for another 20-minute walk.

The difference this time is the time. Yesterday, I did this around 3am, when it was still dark. Today, there was plenty of light, and it was obvious I was wearing a dress (especially this dress - it stands out a bit). I encountered 2 pedestrians, one of whom gave me a long look, but it wasn't a problem, and rarely ever is.

This walk was bittersweet for me. If you've read this blog, you know that I'm a nylon enthusiast, to put it lightly. Well, the last time I wore my Everswe nude pantyhose, they developed a run, so I had to toss them. Yesterday, I pulled out a new pair and wore them to work, then to sleep. Apparently, I didn't pull them up correctly, because I woke up to notice them coming apart at the crotch seam. I knew they felt a little saggy in the crotch yesterday, but I attributed that to them being new and needing to stretch. So, to my beloved Everswe nude pantyhose, you will be remembered fondly, but I'll have to pitch you in just a few minutes.

As soon as I got home from my walk, I was ordering 6 more pair of these wonderful nylons. At just over $3 a pair, the quality is astounding, and they feel nice and silky. I don't want to run out...

Silly Blunder

In the last week or so, in my ongoing efforts to boldly appear in the world as my authentic self, I've picked up a new habit.

I won't bore you with a big lead-up and a lame reveal. I'll just proceed with the lame reveal...

I've been wearing a small amount of makeup each day at work. Nothing extreme. Nothing even noticeable. Usually, just a very light layer of mascara and a touch of white on the inner corners of my eyes. As I said, nothing noticeable, but I know it's there. 

It makes me feel edgy and brave to wear makeup nobody will notice. I know, I'm weird.

On my days off, I'm a bit bolder, often wearing eye shadow, eyeliner, foundation, concealer, etc. I haven't worn a "full face" of makeup yet, but I hope to remedy that very soon.

Usually, I'll quickly brush on some mascara and draw some white on my inner corners with my Nyx Jumbo Eye Pencil when I'm fresh out of the shower, to give the mascara time to dry before I put my glasses on. 

Anyway, I was in such a hurry to get ready for work today that I completely spaced and didn't apply any makeup.

When I realized that I wasn't wearing any makeup, about 8 hours into my 12-hour shift, I was rather disappointed. I promised myself that I would go hog wild with makeup when I got home (which I didn't), and that I would never forget to wear makeup to work again.

That's complete rubbish, by the way. I know I'll forget again in the future, but not soon, and hopefully not often.