Because students deserve the best..however they present

 

This is almost right,  I mean something you are going to wear for some seven and a half hours a day in all weathers needs to be comfortable and leave you feeling you really look the smartest you can to reflect your confidence.

This isn't super expensive but has all around box pleats that stay put and the polyester doesn't wrinkle under you was you are sat at the desk.

It is a good length too so it looks modest being at knee length.

Some schools do official list skirts,skorts and dresses in either as options within the boys uniform or just as options for all with very little gender based variations while others leave to you to start negotiations on behalf of your child

I just they should of shot a second picture of a boy in that skirt and featured it in the promotional material as skirts ARE an option for boys and sissies.

The needs of littles II

This entry is a more personalized follow up to the original from August 2013 where I looked at  the role of routines and structure as it applies to the lives of a good number of littles, not all obviously.

Since writing it, It has become clear to me through conversation and observation much of that rings true to differing degrees to a number of us which I suppose kind of validates it but for some of us, additional disability related matters do come in.

For some of us, the limitations are such that what might (cos we're all different) be more a relaxing way to live outside of the demands of work say for some merges more in with in many respects is the limits of our everyday functioning.

It's never the easiest thing for me to say but with the combination of physical disabilities as well as developmental issues that leave me struggling at times with what most past their mid teens can cope with, such considerations as having some fixed routines and structures are critical for getting the best out of life as we can and some sense of independence.

For me, such everyday tasks like going shopping are impacted when you find it hard to recognize what you're looking for, working out how much things cost, handling money and then trying to communicate with the assistant take a lot out of me so I'm feeling quite stressed so if then add things like fresh multiple upselling offers at the tills when I can't process verbal communication particularly well (not least to respond to), words being delivered quickly completely lose me and I'm stood there... Well, lost is the best way to describe it.
You feel like stomping your feet too.

 The first time I became aware of this was about a year after after the playground accident that left me with additional brain damage having been drifting in and out of consciousness on top of that from birth, when out with a  friend while physically disabled using a wheelchair that I was meant to helping him with, it became obvious he was needing to help me rather more with all of that. He could do everything other than physically handling items far better than I could.

I find situations like that very very stressful to the point I could easily snap cos there's too much going on for me to process which is why if I have to engage with such things having fairly common routines and expectations help. You may need to calm me down.

Similarly you could be busy going around people in an unannounced way and I may have no idea that you are and even if you do talk in passing, there's no guaranteeing I've made any sense of it so you do really need to ask me face to face and check I've understood.
I may only know you have from being told much later on!
That was something I found very painful during actual childhood, being the last to know anything.

I do find very necessary to have structures in place to ensure the needs I have such as knowing what I am to do, what I need to do to do it, who is doing what are met to avoid anxiety and do respond much better in situations where I'm told effectively this is what were are going to do next rather than just by trying make sense of what's not directly said.  Cos I won't.

I find keeping to and following plans difficult either by distraction or just not getting around to doing them which is why I'm getting some one on one help with it and other associated issues around accountability and responsibility, for while there are very real limits on what I can be expected to do, I do need help to meet those even.

When you're not in any kind of for want of a better word, a more formal care structure, you're very much left on your own including any programs to help you with such things.

For me it can include both rewards, positive  reinforcement in a more child like way that for some may come in a relationship such as "That's a good gurl" to deal with insecurities I may of tackled well or the completion of an assigned task as well as anything more discipline such as a firm spanking if say I'm on the edge of losing it in again more child-like way as anything very wordy just gets lost completely in a fog of words with me which either results in 'switching off' or getting more frustrated with you.  That's the best use of twenty minutes with me-NOT!

It's also one reason I do say in all sincerity, in a very real sense when I'm out remember  whatever number might be on the birth certificate, you do need to 'look after me' more like you would a child of 12 as I can lose track of you easily and when I'm lost I get very worried plus I'm useless with directions too.

I cannot say learning to come to terms with my needs never mind be honest about them to others has been easy but being able to accept them and prepared to work on those areas I have some potential for improving on is of more help than just flat out denying them.

Feminine schoolgurl technology

Every modern young person I ever met had some interest in music  whither or not it was just about the look and fashion of the artists, just singing the songs and usually some way of playing our favourite music.

Obviously with changing times, what it is we have changes as some products come to the end of their lives and others replace them and so while I was infatuated at one time with reels of tape, also I was an early adopter of the Japanese craze of the MiniDisc although that technology has come to something of a dead end with the discontinuing of recorders.

I have had personal digital audio players using either downloaded albums or home made copies, not least the Sandisk Clip Zip of which there is a feature on this blog but they didn't quite match the best of my portable MiniDisc machines as modern players are designed more about maximizing running time between charges rather than fitting the best possible  sounding electronics and that still left the question of playing music on them through a regular stereo a bit messy.

Like why would you want to fire up a computer to just play something?

I had considered a number of ways around this over the last year and very recently I obtained what is proving to be the answer.

Enter the Fiio X3

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It's a digital audio player for sure but it is designed from the ground up to sound really good starting with using the same chip to convert the zeroes and ones of digital to analogue sound  as a £400 separate cd player and a very high quality headphone stage that cures at the outset the problem of not enough of and the failure to reproduce fully, the sound even from iTunes or better quality Mp3 albums.

Then there is the fact it also plays not only regular 16 bit lossless (Flac) downloads and home copied files equalling the full quality of a cd, it plays 24 bit better than cd ones too (192/24 being its limit) and it sounds on headphones better than many separates.

In the UK you can by cd and better than cd  quality downloads from Presto who do Classical music and 7Digital as well as the French Qobuz company for much else like Rock.

Compared with the ClipZip, the display has much better resolution, nearer a cellphones and isn't as restricted to the maximum number of pixels as that player is when it comes to artwork.

It has 8GB of internal memory but you can use upto 128GB micro sdhc cards too that might be pre-assembled by genre just like I did for the Clip Zip and its cards worked straight off the bat on it.

The kicker though is it for once has a proper line level output just like a cd player rather than relying on a crummy headphone stage with it's built in restrictions, so armed with lossless files it sounds equal to or actually better than a dedicated cd player.

Throw in the ability to play from a charger while charging and you too can be listening in really high quality to all those files while being portable enough to carry around with you.

Finally I have that not just can equal but now surpasses my MiniDiscs!

Resuming your place

Part and parcel of this life is getting back to your position within it as anyone could wear a collection of clothes such as a uniform but unless anything else changed you would just be a man in a school uniform and believe me I wouldn't want to spend time drinking and having adult conversations with men in school uniforms!

No, the Little Feminine Sissy Gurl within has to be out running you while you are in that Uniform in order for to be an actual Little in natural spontaneous fashion rather than just following some script so in my case I'm running with a ten year olds head. 

That also includes your social position so as I have been doing, you learn to sit on the floor letting adults take the sofa or chair unless they offer you a seat because you are valued but beneath them when it comes to the pecking order.

You make way and give way to them and in exchange they take care of you.

Pinafore dress patterns

Hi, Hi peoples after a few days with a really bad migraine, I suppose you can say expect the unexpected cos I'm feeling very little at the minute with a few chunks of memory temporarily M.I.A. after that.
But anyway I felt like posting a little about dresses (gasp!).

Starting with this set of dress patterns from May 1950 looking a Mother and Daughter dresses and especially the aprons.

Third from the left just feels so me had I'd of been around back then.

 Most of these patterns are from the late 50's and the 60's and starting from the above while all are really nice, two stick out as potentially me rolled back to the age, the bottom left plaid one and especially the lower middle one in blue with the red ribbon.

I'm not really into 'fussy' designs that probably has something to do with finding dressing at times difficult by myself.

 From the second picture top right panel, that blue dress with the bow looks more the kind of thing I could worn at a party, Alice style as there's just about enough 'pouf' in the skirt to make a pleasant change from school dresses.

 This next set is from 1964 and I think it's the blue one with the detail on the bodice and again I like how the skirt hangs on it.

 Same era and it could be either although I suspect the blue check just edges in with a classic cut preferring an A line to a tube shape.

Fast forward to 1969, and it's the one on the left, bring out the white tights and the ribbon and I'd be in seventh heaven apart from feeling definitely little. And little I am!

And there with have it with aid of missing bits of memory to cut out any internal fighting, I, do admit to being a boy who loves pretty frilly dresses.

Darn it the secret's out!

Is there gonna be  a cry of "Can you please sow my button back on please?" next.

Going into the New Year from the past

 Last year was significant for spending more time with crowd of people who are into age regression which isn't exactly what I am - I have little adult homebase to regress out of as much as I'm always in a more child-like spot all of the time - but it's a space I can use just to let that side of me out.

It's also a group that is okay with me being a feminine boy so I can wear skirts and dresses around them and it doesn't phaze them even though they are more Little Girl than Feminine LSG.

It's also the case I experimented with colours I'd not normally go with such as baby pink which tends to have certain associations even if a more dusty pink might of been more me when I'm more for running with feeling overtly feminine.

That's what it's all about for this sissy gurl.

Rather like the last post in its own way this going to the past is both a spot to just be my more child-like self and a second chance to have better new experiences as that child and to be learn to be better behaved by having the chastisements of that time restored.

Here's to 2015!

Christmas 2014

It is a few days past it as unlike last year the publishing schedule didn't align with Christmas day so I'm doing the entry today in my red sweatshirt, grey pleated skirt with matching grey socks with a pussy bow on them.

The first thing to say is Christmas for me is first and foremost a littles affair, practically a children's one starting with the great anticipation, the week before and building up on Christmas Eve where I sat with Mommy watching the Carols from King's concert on tv in one of my Pinafore Dresses before eating.

I was wake around Half past  Six Christmas Day with anticipation about which list of Santa's  I was one, hoping it wasn't the naughty one, getting washed and dressed  to comedown stairs (in our family you absolutely never come down stairs without being properly dressed, ever) before getting my breakfast.

It wasn't long before the sacks were found so with breakfast things away and washed up, I started on opening my present sacks neatly.

There were a number of Annuals, those perennials from my childhood where you got a softback book featuring cartoon strips from your favourite comics, extra features, quizzes  and games.

As the initiated know, I do read this comic a lot loving the adventures of Minnie The Minx, Dennis The Menace and the Bash Street Kids so here's this years annual.

A comic I used to love as a boy but has folded from weekly publishing was the Dandy with Korky the Cat and Desperate Dan of Cow Pie fame but they do specials such as this years annual so I was mighty glad to get that one.

 An author of books I love to read is Jacqueline Wilson and every year there's an annual out about her, the many stories she's written featuring Tracy Beaker (a heroine of mine) with tips on writing and drawing. I also got the Hello Kitty annual with stories and pictures you can colour.

Talking Kitty, I got a note pad and pencil from my Brother and partner who understand my feminine boy side which was pleasant surprise.
But the biggest surprise was yet to come.

Yes, my parents actually surpassed themselves and bought me this Grafix Build your own Teddy Bear kit that you stuff, sow the back and badge onto and fill out the Birth Certificate for!

I mean, you couldn't get so little with me me if you tried as this suitable for anyone over the age of five  bear you can carry around with you hugging after completion.

After going out for lunch, I got changed into a Tartan skirt coming down the stairs in the late afternoon watching tv for a bit before we had a light evening meal as I was feeling a bit full.

A Christmas where I could be open about my feminine side was just great.