back from Chicago

What an awesome weekend at CapCon! The Chicago Ageplay Convention was tons of fun, tons of awesome people (over 100 in attendance) and great vibes! I’ll be posting some more video talking about the experience, but here’s a little taste of a happy Riley in Millennium Park… if you’re ever in Chicago, you’ve got to see The Bean!
Hugs everyone, more stuff soon, my presentations went great and i’ll be spending some time this mornign collating information… pardon the long break in content, crazy couple weeks, exciting stuff sooooooon ๐Ÿ™‚

lol wut

I got an e-mail from Depend, inside of this email was this really bizarre video. It’s almost like something you’d see on Tim & Eric, so much humour and advertising has been moving more towards the understated and awkward though here I don’t think it’s entirely intentional. Here’s a clip from the most recent Depend “Great American Try-On” campaign spot.
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I don’t know if i’ve mentioned this, but I really like diapers and seeing other people in diapers. So of course I turned it to 1080p and slowly clicked through trying to notice it, but you really can’t, not like in this commercial. There are a bunch of other videos on their youtube featuring some football players, those are pretty *yawn* but there is one with Snoop Dogg/Lion. What a strange world we live in. Depend has been really stepping up their game, someday I want to be in a Depend commercial instead of just making my own ๐Ÿ™‚
I don’t have much more to report, hugs everyone and more stuff soon!

blue tights

Hello friends!ย 
That sure was a heavy post, wasn’t it?ย 
How’s a couple pictures for a change of pace?
I honestly don’t remember what diapers these were, some sort of Tena ๐Ÿ™‚ย 
All that matters is I was all wet and cuddly ๐Ÿ˜›ย 
Hugs! Higher resolution photos soon, I just happen to be crinkly and wanted to share!
More stuffs sooooon!

the one

Hello friends, this post is going to be short long and end with a bit of sweetness. I have a few things that I need to get off my ever-growing chest.ย 

I’ve talked about this before, but jealousy is a foul beast and is a topic that arises when focusing on my transition. Let’s revisit my hormone timeline a bit, I started low-dose in 2009, kinda fell off in 2012, getting back into it this year. Just upped my dose from a low-dose to a medium dose after seeing my make-shift doctor at the Norcal planet parenthood. I have been living as a girl for 6+ years. Part of starting this stronger dose is abolishing cigarettes in my life, smoking has been one of the biggest obstacles in my transition ~ 3 days off now! I’ll talk more about the destructive/distracting aspects later, this post isn’t about me but rather about my reflection.

I saw a gif of a cute transgirl playing with her natural breasts, and I was awash in sad jealous dysphoric feelings…. why can’t I have breasts like that? Going deeper, why couldn’t I maintain my hormones well enough to have grown like that? At one point in my transition my biggest *want* was having been born a girl, but after living as a woman for as long as I have, I’m finding myself regretting things as opposed to wishing for things that could never be. I compare myself to cisgender women, but I’ll likely never be as curvy or breasty as most girls. Especially online, there’s so much imagery that the more pretty people you see, the less attractive you can feel… This is the point that I remind you I’m coming around to a conclusion in this post, this is one of those posts where I figure things out on my own through the process of writing them down for an audience, a valuable way to introspect. Thanks for coming with me on this little journey into the mind o’ Riley ๐Ÿ™‚

So, huge jealousy issues with my looks… but let’s not forget the financial jealousy too, that whole “privilege” conversation. I really wish I had a car therefore I’m pretty damn jealous of folks with cars. My parents have never financially supported me as an adult, I become jealous of people who have loving parents. I become jealous of people in relationships occasionally, but often just try to avoid thinking about that altogether. So, a little jealousy is fine, maybe even a good motivator, but occasionally we find these simple “I wish I was X instead of Y” turning into more “Fuck you X, I’m only Y because I never had Z like you”. This kind of thought is no step forward, it’s a decree to stay motionless and play the hand you’ve been dealt instead of making up your own game.

I can definitely see moments in my life where I couldn’t swallow the bitter pill of reality, where I let all the bad things that happen to me turn into negativity, even hate towards others that have had it better than me… the kids with new backpacks and their parents still together, the girls with daddies, those who haven’t had to scratch and hustle for money their entire lives, transgirls who make an easy transition… I have found myself with clenched fists thinking of these, but it all comes down to a definitive statement that came about in another introspective writing exercise, I’ll share it here…ย 

We’re going to start hearing of more well-off, balanced teens transitioning with ease with the law on their side and protected from bullies, that’s a wonderful happy thought, even if that was hardly the case for most of us. Feeling anger towards them is the definition of bitterness, and the cure for bitterness is finding peace in who and where you are in life.

I was told that learning to deal with jealousy is part of becoming a woman, not just from male-to-female, but also from girl to woman. Whatever they put in these hormone pills sure sets it off, it’s all part of the experience and I’m better for it. I can be petty, I can be short with people, I can even act a bit spoiled sometimes, but the more comfortable I become with myself the more those negative traits go away. I’m especially happy to be rid of my masculine traits, such as overcompensating for low-self esteem and putting up walls for relationships/emotions. Your soul simply rots if you can’t express yourself, the soul here being your consciousness, the thing that makes you *you*. People grow like anything else under the sun, we need to be nurtured and to grow together, the togetherness is what makes us thrive. Jealousy begets hate and hate buries us, washes us away.

Tactics to deal with jealousy… realize that deep down we’re all the same, we all dream and hurt and occasionally feel hopeless. Who among us doesn’t have a brain, a heart or a secret, who isn’t jealous of at least one other person? Humans will always covet, but it’s a matter of not letting those wants turn into either hate towards others or towards yourself. There will always be someone funnier than you, same with richer or poorer, younger and older, more or less privileged. Just focus on what you have to contribute to the world, how you can make yours and other peoples lives more harmonious, more productive, more fun ๐Ÿ™‚

ย This also goes for people that just annoy you (people who are all about diamonds/designers grrrr…), just because someone is an ass doesn’t mean you should hate them… I am wincing as I write this, but really, some people just aren’t enlightened and it’s really not their fault. Instead of mumbling angry things and then going home to drink away those sad feelings of being poor, of being a less-than, how about you just put them out of your mind? Or maybe make some art/media about how you feel about the issue? The playground of the Ego and the Id is littered with ways to feel superior, but putting people down isn’t the path to finding peace yourself. I’ve caught myself thinking “oh, i’m smarter/more creative than her” or even going as far to wish bad things to happen to others because I feel invalidated by them, I feel many people have felt this secret shame, it’s petty and awful, a symptom of depression and self-loathing. One must respect others and their journeys, this strange statement I found stuck to a mailbox in the Lower Haight has been in my thoughts often lately~~

I feel I’ve said everything I’ve wanted to say, I’ve always been a little bitter, jaded, sardonic, even from a very young age, as I grow older I grow more comfortable… getting older isn’t bad like I imagined, it feels good to have my brain fire the right synapses, someone said “Wisdom comes from the brain slowing down”, and I’m coming to like this late 20’s brain speed. I think I could’ve shared this whole post in one tl;dr statement, you’ll find that below ~~ thanks for reading, big hugs and more soon!

the better we feel about life, the less jealous we become
the less jealous we become, the more we can love ourselves and others.


Hey there friends! It’s April 1st and I could care less!~ I’m a total grinch about April Fools Day, I have a story that would make you want to cuddle me and tell me it’ll be alright. But i’m not going to tell my April Fools story because I’m feeling really smiley and positive this morning ๐Ÿ™‚ I would rather show you some pictures over the last week or so. Some of these were posted on my Twitter and some are brand new!ย 
Here’s just two cuddly pics of me in my depends just as I was leaving my place. It’s been pretty chilly here lately (50’s~60’s) so crinkles have been in order. I am doing better about wearing on my own again, I sometimes feel sad after spending time with someone that I don’t have anyone else to play with, and wearing reminds me that i’m alone (i’ve complained about this before). But I do realize that crinkles before bed are a sure-fire cure for bad dreams. So I’ve been wearing to bed more and if the weathers right, all over town. Like a good girl ๐Ÿ™‚
ย I was in the sleepy beach town of Ventura, California. And visited a rather posh mall. I of course was in my crinkles, malls are only tolerable if you had a mommy or daddy and luckily I had a friend visiting so I had a chance to be little, it was fun, I have been wanting to feel more little than big lately, perhaps because i’ve been too much of a big girl lately. Anyway, I found a my little pony sleeper and this sleeper… it seems lately they slap a pony or a potleaf on anything and everything ๐Ÿ˜ฎ
I went to the store and this middle-aged woman was stocking up. I’ve questioned the scenario a few times, from a Netflix marathon or maybe delivering to a seniors tennis camp? I figured that I shouldn’t bother with it, though I did kinda want to make a little bed out of them all ๐Ÿ™‚
Que burro es pequeรฑo.
ย I have been playing with plugs more often lately too, but also stuffing with pads and all that fun stuff. Again, I have been having moments of feeling really really little lately, cuddly and vulnerable. I’m doing good with my hormones, staying soft, just trying to feel good about my diaper situation.
Here’s a little preview of a new set of portraits, excited to get the whole set on disc. I just couldn’t help but share one a little early pics, cute!

This last picture is a coloring page from a littles event, I was coloring the fairies but then I was called away and my friend made the fairy have an accident :/ Poor little fairy!

Talk soon friends, happy April, big month for me, capcon and clips4sale hooray!
Best spring wishes and more stuff soooon!ย