I believe that line comes from an old Fredrick’s of Hollywood catalog. Fredrick’s of Hollywood started as a lingerie store in Hollywood (of course) and at some point began publishing a catalog of all the delicate under things and shoes, wigs, etc. that they sold.
The phrase “Don’t dream it, be it” was used in a song and I believe as a song title in “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” (a rite of passage, stepping stone, high-water or benchmark for transvestites everywhere).
Recently I noticed a sign hanging in the window of a Disney Store, it shows a little girl dressed like one of the Disney princesses and it had a tag line that said, “Don’t just dream it.” or something very very close to that.
It made me think of Frankenfurter resplendent in his drag.
And then recently…
I was perusing some pantyhose pornography I had downloaded from a pantyhose site; it was a series of photos showing an older woman (50’s I’d say) with a large black man. The woman is stylishly dressed in a dark suit jacket over matching skirt, black seamless pantyhose and high heels. I think she looks stunning, adorned with pearls and light metal-framed eyeglasses. In the first photo of the set she and the man are fully dressed, in the next two he is pant less and lying across a low table and she stands nearby having removed her skirt.
WOW, something about those two photos really turns me on. Thinking about it I realized that I wanted to be in her shoes, literally. I think she looks so sexy I want to be dressed just like her. I want to be in that same situation, dressed like her and about to engage in sex.
Then...
Looking through a magazine the other day, there was a short article about a fashion designer, it featured a photo of her in a short black dress, black opaque hose and high heels with ankle straps. Again, I thought of a line from that song in Rocky Horror, where Frankenfurter sings about Fay Wray and how he wanted to be “Dressed just like her”.
We’re heading into autumn, my favorite time of year, when women’s fashions tend to feature dark or colored hosiery. This morning I got on the train and was standing there reading when I noticed a young woman get on, she stood right near me. She was wearing a black top, black and white plaid short shorts, black pantyhose and high heels. She looked yummy. It’s ironic that a man wearing women’s clothes is called being in drag, when I thought about what she was wearing and what a drag it was to be wearing what I was.
Still dreaming,
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