Another College Blog

  Today was the toughest day yet. It's almost 10:00 and I couldn't even try anything on until the girls went out and I had to hurry up before our parents got back. Unfortunately, it meant I was stick inside tonight. I had a few requests--one was to stuff my bra better and the other was to vary the shoes. Since Kim and I have the same size feet more or less, that wasn't too hard. I forgot the bra stuffing except for the very last picture and I will probably be in trouble for that, but I didn't want to still be posing in outfits when my sister came back. Do any of these work for you? I even tries a skirt.  I'll be going back pretty early tomorrow so I can catch the Bears game though it will probably suck because Fields will miss the game.

  In what's definitely the most embarrassing picture I've taken yet, that is my mom's wedding dress I'm wearing. I hope you're happy girls. I couldn't get it buttoned up completely in the back, but I don't think you can tell from the front. I really thought my mom would have preserved the dress better, but it's definitely wrinkled.  The other picture is one of those dresses that Kim couldn't wear out of the house. Mia had challenged me to wear one.  Now, I'm off to go window shopping. I think I have enough decent dresses in our basement that I at least don't have to buy anymore. 

  I was up very early this morning.  My mom and dad went to visit my grandmother and have breakfast with her before bringing her to our place for Thanksgiving and my sisters were out so late that I figured if I was up bright and early, I'd be fine. Unfortunately, when I went out to our enclosed mudroom where it was about 45 degrees this morning the sound of my heels off the tile floor seemed deafening. I posed for a picture to meet Bec's requirements and came back in and put on my undies for the day.  I'm wearing so many layers I don't think you can see the bra. Mia said I was flat as a pancake and I really hope that's true at Thanksgiving dinner. My grandma will be after me to cut my hair because it makes me "look like a girl". I am so glad she doesn't know about everything else that makes me look like a girl.

  I went down to our basement and found four old dresses from Kim and Holly. They're all very short, so I hope they would be acceptable for the four outfits I'm supposed to bring back to school.  Neither of my sisters were wearing these outfits anymore so I'm not stealing their clothes. I did my best to do my own makeup and hair and I think I did a good job for somebody who has as much trouble with eye shadow as I do.   I had a question about my sisters.  Kim is 20 and a junior at the University of Wisconsin and Holly is an 18 year old high school senior who is seriously thinking of DuPont.  I'm really trying to talk her out of that idea. I don't want to make them sound horrible because they're definitely not, but they really would never let me live this down.  I was able to get my makeup off and back into my guy clothes, but then posting this was tough. Geez, the lingerie party when I get back is scaring me. The girls have a way of making the most innocuous so

 I apologize for being late to post an update, but I didn't want my sisters to see what I was doing on my computer so I was extremely careful. This is the nighty that I am sleeping in while I'm home. I realize when I look at myself even without makeup on how much I'm starting to look like a girl. I overheard my mom and dad talking about my new look. Dad can't understand what's gotten into me, but mom has said at least I didn't dye my hair purple or green and I was probably just trying to attract girls. Speaking of girls, the two in that picture are my sisters Kim the brunette and Holly the blonde.  Don't be fooled. We have always had the most super competitive type of relationship and though we are very protective of each other, we give each other so much shit. If my sisters ever found out what's going on, I would never live it down. They will tease me to death. I took the quiz-- What is Your Dream Outfit and you can see my results. I guess I don't h

  No, I'm not giving up the blog.  In fact, I'm being told that I will have to post everyday over Thanksgiving break.  I had hoped that getting away from the girls would give me a break, but they had other ideas. In addition, my hair is now a totally different shade.  Just when I was thinking about how I would explain the eyebrows, I now have to explain what happened to my hair color. Over break, I need to post pictures of me in full makeup and outfit and I need to return with several outfits either borrowed or purchased. At least if I have to buy a dress, I can do it with the throngs of Black Friday shoppers. They are having way too much fun with this.

As the weather gets colder, a girl has to take care to keep her legs warm.  If you're like me, that means pantyhose become everyday wear.  Pantyhose have become anachronistic for most women to be worn at weddings and job interviews if at all, but if you are going to wear them, there is a right way and a wrong way.  The picture of me above is definitely the wrong way to do it. 1. Take a comfortable seat 2.  While sitting, hold your tights at the waist and gently gather each leg with your thumbs until you’re at the toe of your tights. Next, gently slide your foot into the tights one foot at a time. Pull your tights up, while still keeping your thumbs inside to avoid snagging. 3.  Stand up and continue to gently pull of your tights until the waistband is in its proper position. Now you can make necessary adjustments by gently pulling the fabric into place. Your tights should be snug, but not uncomfortable. If your tights feel twisted, your best bet is to remove them and start again. S

  Even though I'm posting as much as she is and more than Becs, Mia is insisting that I update my blog more frequently (at least 3 times per week).  I explained to her that I don't have all that much to say and that I will just get in trouble for complaining about my situation.  She told me that she would help.  Unfortunately, her help came in the form of this quiz I had to take.   Are you a Tomboy or Girly Girl?   It shouldn't come as a surprise to anybody that I came out as a girly girl, but that is because the quiz was rigged. There weren't many questions and though I put down that a big honkin' cheeseburger was my choice of lunch, a dress and heels have become my go to outfit, but not by my choice.  It naturally takes me longer in the bathroom and the girls have been yanking me out to parties most every weekend. It's so ridiculous.

  The girls have declared I have taken my best cheerleading picture yet.  I can't believe I have to dress like this before every single Bears game.  As you can see in the background, the girls have done some redecorating to our room.  I'm sure you'll get a whole photo spread.  It's so girly!! I'm kind of pissed at David, who agreed to it, if they didn't make it over the top.  Well, now he has a Girl Power poster right over his bed. Have fun explaining that to any girls you bring home.  My side is even worse. They actually tied me up so that I couldn't interfere and I had to sit there and watch them redo our room.  Mia has gotten as good at tied as Allison or Ashleigh. They actually brought rope with just in case I wasn't cooperative.  They also made me and David go out as a couple this weekend.  David hasn't even had to wear a pair of panties, and they have him totally under their thumbs too. I think I stand up to them more than they do. Go Bears!

  In addition to my workout wear, I also got a new gym bag. Naturally, it's pink.  Everything seems to be about attitude now. If I don't act like I'm totally loving everything that's going on, Mia has taken it upon herself to punish me. Today, really wasn't a bad day. After working out, we all met for lunch. Classes were cancelled again today for Veterans Day.  I was told we wouldn't get as many days off in college as we did in high school, but I'm not seeing it.  We actually missed two days this week. You'll definitely be seeing more smiling pictures from me. Mia is insisting on it. I also can't help feeling that something big is coming up.  I actually think David knows what it is and just isn't telling me, but whatever it is, it's scaring me.

  We don't have classes today because of the election so, I was up bright and early to go to the gym with Ashleigh and Allison.  This week, we bought me about 5 different workout outfits.  They're all the same, but they're all in different feminine colors. Of course, this pink one is the worst. Ashleigh and Allison are both workout fiends and they have both created a fitness program for me which I'm not happy about. As you can see, I'm not exactly overweight. It's bad enough that they want me eating like a girls. Other than the stair climber, I'm not really using machines or weights for much of this. Balance Oblique Crunches Abductor Abs Outer Abs Crunches Plank Hip Dips Triangle Crunch Leg Raises Plank Leg Raises Attitude Kicks Dumb Bell Pullover Chest Press Up Down Plank I do three circuits of these, 30 minutes on the stair climber, 20 minute warmup run on the indoor track, and finally stretching.  They want me to do this three days a week.  With earbuds i

Hey everybody, I am pretty sure that Kayla wouldn't want to share the amazing slideshow that our friend Paige made of Halloween pictures, so I'm taking the liberty of putting it on her blog myself.  Paige also made a rather Dashing Pugsly. If you couldn't tell, and I hope you couldn't, I'm Lurch. Becs

  I am so surprised that the girls haven't put up a video of me in Halloween yet.  Halloween was even tougher than I thought. I knew they'd have a girly costume for me, but I didn't expect that they'd have four different girly costumes for me.  Using my own roommate against me though wasn't cool. Poor David got dragged into being Gomez to my Morticia. I also ran into another Gomez and had pictures taken with him and wound up flirting with guys at various Halloween parties. The whole thing was just so embarrassing. I really thought they'd be bore of this by now, but they keep setting new goals and that's what keeps them going. The one good thing about Halloween is nobody that I'm aware of read me as a guy.  That would have been bad.