Struggling to be Fearless

I like girls, I like pretending to be a girl, I like being girly even while being all boy, I like encouraging girliness, and I like fantasizing adventures in all things girly.  Do you know what else I like?  I like girly boys.  I like pictures of crossdressers, shemales, effeminate guys, and trans-girls.  When I say “like” I truly mean like.  I appreciate girliness wherever I can see it.  Yes, there is a bit of sexual appeal, but it’s more of a jealousy than it is a lusting after.  I’m “pink” with envy.  But, by and large, I just like girly boys.

I don’t think anybody can undervalue the appeal of a boy who allows himself to be girly; a man who wears womens’ clothing, shaves his legs, wears makeup and jewelry, acts like, talks like, and moves like a girl.  Any boy who can push aside gender stereotypes is someone who is attractive to me.  I’m drawn to them like a fairy to her princess.

This is one of the reasons I do what I do with my blog.  It’s not only about encouraging other girly boys.  It’s about giving myself opportunity to surround myself with other girlies.  It’s about having friendships with beautiful, open-minded people that enjoy similar passions of my own.

So yes!  Girly boys are the best.  If only more people in the world would see it that way.  Much love to you, my girly boy friends!