These are from this amazing little photo essay I stumbled across on the interwebs.

I just had to post them.  How could I not?  When I was young I wore several dresses very similar to these – and the expressions on these precious faces remind me of how I felt when I looked in the mirror and saw myself … as something other than what I imagined.  It wasn’t my idea at the time and I hated it at first.  Actually, I hated it for a long time.  But after a while … something clicked … and later … well, not only did I love it, but I became obsessed.  I guess I still am.

Life is kinda complicated, ain’t it?

Also, never underestimate the power of nostalgia as you get older. That can become an obsession if you’re not careful. *sigh*

Okay. So I'm ignoring other shit at the moment.

So, I’ve been having a lot of conversations with lovely people lately about gender identity, and I love the aspect of being versatile in both genders. Or just androgynous, that’s the word I’m looking for. And these lovely people are all very androgynous, so I, being the envious and vain person I am, decided to try my hand at cross-dressing deal.

Only really having nothing but make-up and a button-up shirt at my disposal, it essentially went from this:

To this:

I honestly don’t know if it could count as a distinguishable difference, but oh well.

I think I managed to give myself permanent jaw damage.


Anores Blasch, a rust blood. He’s a crossdresser, and is also blind. It’s implied an old friend from his sector made his outfits for him, and another friend “fashion-checks” him. He’s grown self-sufficient, and is rather charming. He doesn’t like casual pailing.

Sector 5 - 1/12 : Anores

Art: Edited base and Latula sprite, MS Paint hand-drawn mouse tool, MS Paint hand-drawn outfit ref, MS Paint “Chib” image, Hand-drawn, Hand-drawn.


“Photography was a way of being able to participate in a world where I didn’t normally feel I fit in. I started photographing my children but quickly became known for capturing other people’s children as they were seen by their parents. I was in love with the challenge and process of connecting with my subjects. No matter how a photo shoot started, there was always mutual trust and respect by the end. Through this process I learned that energy, positive energy, is contagious, and what I was searching for in my life was coming through in my images. 

‘The Many Faces of Hambone’ was inspired by my mother’s shallowness and how the emphasis on appearance stunted my emotional and spiritual growth. These images of my 9 year old son best illustrate my intent to show that a beautiful child does not translate into beauty within. I thank my mother now as I understand her own insecurities and lack of love for herself kept her from accepting me. It has taught me to appreciate my life and has inspired me to be a better mother, person and artist. He is not going to be a cross dresser or gay because I dressed him up; he is going to be a beautiful, independent, confident human being because I adore and accept him for who he is. I believe the photographs are beautiful, and my son looks pretty darn cute and convincing as a girl; the images individually and as a series are purposely and consistently meant to be emotionless and non contagious. The audience emotionally should be left wanting more.” - Hilary Mullarkey, September 2010

I stumbled across this amazing collection from a woman who photographed her son dressed as a girl.  Her philosophy in doing this project is both sad and inspiring.  What a fascinating woman and wonderful mother!  Oh, how I wish I had been raised by such a creative and understanding person. ♥  

anonymous asked:

pardon me if i'm wrong, but if a "trans" person doesn't feel dysphoria then wouldn't that just make them a crossdesser?

They’re just cisgendered.