Never say never again…

So, way back when I announced I wouldn’t be blogging any more, because my brains had spoken enough and I wasn’t going to have any more Adventuuuuures in Crossdressinnnnng*… might’ve been a bit too soon.



Life has a funny way of coming at you. This year has been… eventful. And in the process, I’ve found being Miss Twist has given me a great reason to get back into shape and live a healthier lifestyle; been a fantastic mood-lifter; a great way to reconnect with old friends; a great way to make new friends; and a fantastic excuse for going on a whole bunch of new adventures.


I lost so much weight before doing this shit.

All of these, I will write about in the coming months. There will be pictures. Sweet, muscular Jesus, there will be pictures!


I’m all about healthy living. (No I’m not.)

For now, all you need to know is, my adventures continue… 🙂


Epic Scottish legendary monsters, muthafuckaaaaz!


Epic retro sci-fi cosplay, muthafuckaaaaz!

*In my head, ‘Adventures in Crossdressing’ has to be read out in an epic voice with an echo.

Forever young

This will most likely be my last blog post here. I started it in January 2012, and I suspect my brains have said all they need to (at least on the subject of “adventures in crossdressing”).

This year also marks about 10 years of Twist going out in public. I first came out to my writing group, where one of my friends suggested “Twisted Sister” as a pseudonym, after the 80’s band. Somewhere along the way, this mutated into “Miss Twist”.

I came across the advice from Dita von Teese on finding our style and developing confidence:

You can be a juicy, ripe peach and there’s still going to be someone who doesn’t like peaches, so you can either submit to someone’s criticism of you, or you can get on with the business of being your own amazing self who attracts other like-minded people that appreciate you.

Through Twist, I made a ton of friends I’d never have met otherwise. But cross-dressing was never a deep part of who I am; compared to some of my friends, I’m just a gender tourist – they’re proper ex-pats. For me, it’s cosmetic; for others it’s part of a process of figuring out their real gender identity, and they face a struggle for acceptance:

The trans woman in the public restroom is not saying, “I’m here to invade your space!” – she’s saying, “please take me in, I have no other place to go.” We’re not conquerors or invaders, we’re refugees.


The past couple of years I’ve noticed my wardrobe’s not had any new additions, and everything’s looking a bit… tired. The wig that’s been about half of what makes Twist ‘Twist’ was starting to fall apart. I had a choice: get a new wig, or keep it going?

A different wig somehow wouldn’t feel like Twist any more. I mean, I look pretty much the same in every photo that’s taken – and I kinda feel like Twist should look like that forever. (I can’t imagine an elderly Twist.)


I’ll keep going out as Twist – meeting up with friends – for as long as I can. Last year in Edinburgh I went on my local march against Donald Trump who was visiting Scotland at the time (“I’m here to chew gum and signal my virtue – and I’m all out of gum!”). I learnt not to march in heels, by the way…

Otherwise, I don’t feel that urge, that pressure to go out in girly mode. It’s quite a relaxed state of mind.

Twist always has been and will always be a part of me – don’t think you’ve seen the last of her!

Until next time (whenever that may be)…


All I’ll say is, you may not have completely seen the back of me… but this’ll do for now. 😉

Brain Freeze

Minor news: I’m not going to be doing monthly updates any more.

I’m still going to post blog entries and I have a ton of photos still to add to the galleries – my brains aren’t done speaking yet! – but I’m not going to stick to my once-a-month schedule.

For one thing, I don’t do enough as Twist to justify making the blog a diary; for me, cross-dressing isn’t a lifestyle or anything more than skin-deep. A lot of the stuff I wanted to do as Twist has been done. In many ways, whatever itch made me want to cross-dress has been scratched. I’m in a fairly happy, tension-free place now. I can go out as Twist or not – I’m cool with it either way.

But life’s always more vibrant when I’m Twist. 🙂

I blog about a few big-ish things I do (or have done), or things I want to take my time and research before posting (ideally, stuff that will be valid whenever it’s read, rather than as a reaction to current events). The last thing I want to do is get repetitive.

I still have adventures to share and opinions to bloviate upon. I just won’t be doing it quite so frequently.

And I’ll always keep up with reading my fellow bloggers. 🙂

Until next time…

Thank you for reading!

My WordPress Annual Report for 2015 saw the readership of this blog skyrocket in a scary yet immensely gratifying way.

So I just thought I’d say a quick thank you to everyone who’s stopped by to see what it’s about, browse through the site, and offer feedback. Obviously, I can’t rest on my laurels, so the challenge for 2016 will be to keep everyone’s interest!

More cross-dressing! More shenanigans! 😀


A minor update to a post I wrote back in 2014: Facebook has decided I’m suspiciously unreal and I have one week (at time of writing) to prove who I am with various forms of ID proving my name and age. Obviously I don’t have anything like that with ‘Miss Twist’ on it, so it looks like I’ll get to start a whole new Facebook profile…

Ostensibly, this is “to help my friends find me” (surprise: they already did). You’d think they’d be happy to bombard me with twice the number of adverts. It’s a bit of a sod, but I’ve downloaded an archive of the profile, and I should be able to re-establish contact with everyone.

Worse things have happened; it’s only Facebook.

Further update, 23 November:
After a rethink about how I use social media, I’ve decided to give this blog a serious revamp. Expect a new look and a lot more material in 2016! Stay tuned!