I have a favor to ask.  I'm organizing an "age play" party for this coming February in San Francisco, and I'm looking for ways to publicize it .  I'm wondering if you would be willing to post the following message somewhere on your site: 

Well, it looks a bit 'Californian' for my austere Scotch tastes, but p.j. is an old friend, and  he reliably assures me that it is basically harmless fun, so I am happy to offer the link, which I will put on the 'Links' page for January as well. I trust that you will all be very neatly dressed, and will be very well behaved, so that your Mummies will be proud of you :)

p.j. has been one of my most involved and interested readers from the earliest days of 'Petticoat Discipline Monthly', and has made some first class contributions, but under another name. 

Unfortunately, my new Annemarie dress had to be sent back as it didn't fit well.  Annemarie was really very kind and understanding, and remade it for me in short order. Now that I have it back and it fits so perfectly, I just wanted to share how much I'm enjoying my new Annemarie dress. I just love the look and fit of my pretty Teddies dress, and the swish and rustle of my petticoats. And the feel of my Mary Janes, white tights, frilly socks and underwear is just seventh heaven!

The baby bonnet gave me a bit of tunnel vision and brought back memories of how restricted a baby's view is when wearing a bonnet.  That bonnet really kind of forces you into baby mode whether you want it or not.  Snugged up under my chin in a cute bow it is really delightful!

The matching bloomers tend to stick out from underneath even though they are puffed out a bit by my diapers and plastic pants.  Most unladylike yet very babyish.

It seems Annemarie has changed some of her approach to her auction items.  Several of the most recent items on eBay are not pre-sized but are offered made-to-order.  I just love the 'Ballet Babes' dress.  Yummmy! Also, Annemarie has begun using 'anonymous bidder' auctions to protect bidders identities. Needless to say, I'm under a bit of an Annemarie spell lately and doubt seriously that I can resist wanting more of her wonderful confections.

Wishing you and the staff each a very Merry Christmas, and Joyous New Year, with grateful thanks for all you and the staff have
done, and I continue to do I remain,
Very truly yours,
Baby Janet

Apart from now being a part of the Red Light stable, and being a friend of Debbie Sanderson's, I have no connection at all with any of the people to whom I provide links, and if I promote a particular person it is because of the high quality of that person's clothing and business practices. Annemarie is really special, and her clothing is just darling, and beautifully sewn. She has attracted nothing but the highest praise on Betty Pearl's Bulletin Board, and that speaks for itself. If you are not doing your job properly then you will be lacerated by that board's readers, as many charlatans in the petticoat world have found out.

Annemarie is having a website prepared by Krystina Tyler of the Girltalk To board. It's URL is planned as http://www.prettydresses.info. If it doesn't work yet, try again in a few weeks.

Readers may be interested to see Annemarie's 'Ballet Babes' dress, which is simply precious, and would make any male made to wear it go all  trembly at the knees:

I love to send her on her errands all around town for everyone to see. I hope you enjoy the pics and will post them on your site. I love your site, and it gives me some wonderful ideas.
Thanks,
Sarina

Dear Susan,

I was born with a physical problem, and had to wear nappies and plastic pants until my early teens. I always had to go to school with nappies under my shorts and this was noticed by my classmates. I was known as 'Nappies', and teased terribly until I cried.

My mother was very loving and supportive and would collect me from school at lunchtime in order to take me home to change me into fresh nappies.  One day Mum's hairdresser was there, and she suggested that I would look good if my hair were curled, so I had to sit for Mummy and her hairdresser in my nappies and plastic pants while my hair was done into curls. Afterwards, I was made to curtsey and kiss both of them on the cheek. I didn't really know what was happening but was enough of a sissy to comply.

Another time I was made to go to a Cubs party in a white fluffy bunny fancy dress suit, I didn't want to, but Mummy cajoled me into it - unfortunately I had an accident and the scoutmaster had to drive me home in my wet nappies and in my bunny suit - how embarrassing is that?

 This is all true and actually happened.  Now I am left with a legacy of sissiness, humiliation, and love for others, and would love to meet someone who would take care of me as a little sissy boy/girl again, in nappies and plastic pants.
Lots of love,
Sissie Sarah

The cubs are the junior members of the boy scout movement in Britain, the male equivilant of the brownies. I don't know if they have cubs in the United States, although they do have scouts and guides. Mummy certainly did turn you into a sissy; perhaps she really wanted a daughter.

I saw this item for sale at ebay, the world's largest personal trading community, and thought that you might be interested. I think these bloomers would be ideal for Donald and his sisters if they still made them today. I feel nylon bloomers would be wonderful for special occasions, instead of the regular cotton bloomers they now wear.
Regards,
Mary Beth

Dear Miss Susan,

I have been enjoying your lovely web site for some time now. I delight in your wit, wisdom, demeanor— and the affectionate way you treat and deal with those of us of the weaker sex. You demonstrate, again and again, that the most effective way to control us males is with gentleness, affection, petticoat discipline, and appropriate punishments (as opposed to those who practice verbal and physical abuse—as seems to be popular in some circles of female domination).

I notice that you have a typing pool of assistants, and was wondering if I might qualify to help. I type approximately 80 wpm. I also write, edit, and know shorthand (approximately 80 wpm).

I would deeply appreciate your consideration of me as a typing pool assistant. I feel that my proper place in life is serving charming, affectionate, alluring women who exhibit traits similar to your own.
Affectionately yours,
Suzette

I will give you a trial as a casual employee after the Christmas - Hogmanay break. There are no real staff shortages at present, but I am willing to give newcomers a tryout, and so you can work as a 'Girl Friday' for the present. For heating during the winter months, it goes without saying that you must provide your own scuttle of coal. I do recall you wrote a very silly, fluttery letter to petticoated.com in the past, so it behooves me to state that there is a very strict and modest dress code which Julie Anne will explain to you, and that excess make-up or hair-teasing is quite out of the question.

Yes, I do admire men, and believe that both sexes should play an important role in public life. I really don't like those who write to me stating that men should be disenfranchised and so on. Sometimes male skills are urgently required: unfortunately, right now is such a time. But in the cradle of the home environment a family is most happy and at peace if under feminine rule. I ignore the 'other circles of female domination', which are ridiculous, and have nothing really to offer either sex. 

I believe the person who inquired after taffeta slips might find Van Raalte slips on ebay might meet their requirements.  The Van Raalte 'Taffreda' slips were taffeta, and also many of them have a side zipper which can prove useful.
Hope this helps.
Best wishes as always,
Janet

Thank you for that. Taffeta slips are marvellous because of the sweetly feminine rustling they make, which petticoated males seem to find especially unnerving.

Attached is a transcript of a piece on last week's 'Home Truths' presented by John Peel on Radio 4. It was ‘phoned in by a contributor named Susan Skegs, and is an account of how she treated her younger brother. I thought you might be interested. The caller went on to say how well the boy turned out, but it must have been totally humiliating for the teenage boy to hear his
name read out on national radio as being a subject of petticoat control.

‘I come from a family of particularly matriarchal figures, especially my maternal grandmother. Whilst other grannies told tales of Flopsie Bunny etc., my grandmother used to fill my head with stories of the terrible deeds of Henry VIII and Bluebeard in an attempt to open my naive mind to the horrors of men.

' When my brother Richard was about 3, myself and my sister Debbie convinced him that if he was really, really good then he would grow up to be a girl. We used to dress him in our finest frocks and call him Rachel. This was not the torture. The real torment was when we delightfully told him that he had failed the test, and was destined to spend the rest of his days in ignominy remaining male. Naturally Richie was devastated.

'My brother has grown up to be a well rounded young man with an acute awareness of the female psyche, something that my sister and I naturally put down to our character-building attitude towards him at such a tender age.’

I hope this is of interest, and trust the Christmas edition is progressing ok.
Julie Anne

Well, it seems a bit severe to me, to tell a boy that he can attain girlhood, and then snatch it away like that. It sounds like he has certainly grown up with a submissive respect for the feminine. 

If you wish to print this account, I'm sure you will have to rewrite it. I am not a good writer. But, the story is interesting. I work at a nursing home in North Florida. A lot of elderly people have wonderful tales to tell, if you take the time to listen. I was surprised to hear one in particular, from an elderly female resident. She is now 89 years old. When she was 16, she lived with her mother and three younger sisters, ages 13, 12, and 9. Their father was in the military and was seldom home. The only house really close by was the home of a widowed lady about the same age as Mom. Well, it happened that their cousin, a boy named William, came to live with his aunt because of serious family difficulties. William was 12, and not at all well mannered. Mommie said it was because of being raised in a disorderly home, but she had a cure.

On his third day there, just after William fell asleep, Mommie locked away all of his clothes; that is, what she didn't throw away. From then on, William was dressed as a sissy. He was not made up to look like a girl, although all of his new clothes were girls' things. Aunt Bessie knew that it was more humiliating if he could not fool anyone. She kept his body shaved and his hair cut short. The first time that Sally (the woman who related the story) saw him dressed up, she howled with laughter. He was wearing a frilly pink party dress that flared out so much that his frilly pink panties were clearly visible. This was the 1920s, and skirts were short.
He also had on pink socks and black Mary Janes, and carried a little black purse.

'Sally, I'd like for you to meet Wilma', said Mom. From then on all four girls had a wonderful time playing with and teasing little Wilma. There were days when they would change his clothes eight or ten times. He could be seen wearing all kinds of short dresses, little shorts, which were cut and tailored just for his humiliation, and yes, even diapers. The girls had a grand time with their new playmate until he was 22 years old and joined the Navy. That was about 73 years ago.
T.R.

This is a very interesting note. It points to one of the aspects of petticoat punishment not often discussed by my correspondents, that sometimes, much more so in the past, a boy might be required to, in effect, be a baby doll for his sisters' play and amusement, and have allow himself to be treated as such. This was sometimes because the boy had had a fight with one of the girls, and had broken her doll. Sally does not say that this was the case with her cousin, but the case sounds remarkably similar.

What a great site, Susan. My son, aged 12, attends ballet lessons where he has to wear black tights. It was impossible to buy proper boys' ballet tights locally, so in the end I got him a pair of suitable women's tights to wear to ballet. At first my son hated wearing tights, but he soon got used to tights, and actually likes wearing them now.

Going to ballet classes has helped him overcome silly prejudices about male and female dress.Males should be encouraged to explore their feminine side...what better way to start than by trying on a lovely soft stretchy pair of tights?
M.W.

What better way indeed? And, apart from cold weather, which is an excuse that some crafty mothers use, there would be no better reason than a direct appreciation of ballet. Tights feel funny to a boy at first, but they quickly grow to like them. Nevertheless, the very clinging tightness imparts a feeling of control, so that the benefits of petticoat discipline are not lost.

Hello Susan
 
I would like to recommend a site that should be added to your Links page of 'Petticoat Discipline Monthly'.  It is Manties.  They are panties especially made for men.  I have just bought some, and I can vouch for their quality, and they are so very pretty.  Their pricing is also very reasonable.  They start at $6.95 per pair, and postage to the UK is only $5.00.  The site address is:

Every male should have at least one pair.  The postage took just under four weeks, but as they come from New York it is quite understandable at the present time.
 
I am really looking forward to the December issue of the magazine.  Keep up the good work.
 Best regards,
 Belinda

They do look very sweet, although I have a feeling that my readers feel more ecstatically sissy if they are wearing frilly panties that they know have been made specifically for feminine wear. Isn't 'lingerie' a lovely word? Still, these 'manties' are one way of getting a really pretty set of 'Days of the Week' panties, and they are very reasonably priced. Even the low-paid staff at petticoated.com could afford them.

If you are a woman who wants to petticoat your partner or son in really frilly beribboned panties, then manties would be the most economical answer. What do readers think? 

Mommie thought I should share with you that there is a wonderful product for those of us who like to have smooth legs. It's called: Hairaway. I used to shave every day, but after using this for the time indicated I only have to do it once a week. It can be ordered on line at www.hairaway.com. It makes legs feel delicious. She is really pleased with the results.

I love obeying Mommie, but, please use this information as you see fit.
Very respectfully,
Nikki

Sissy girls and big babies should certainly not have wirey male hair on their bodies, and perhaps this is the answer. I know people have electrolysis, but I reject that kind of very physical interference with normal anatomy - it all sounds a bit frankensteinian to me, and I have never suggested it. The same goes for males taking female hormones, which is even worse. Do not do it. If you want larger breasts, then wear a bra and fill the cups with Mummy's silky panties, or tissue paper, as teenage girls do.

Nikki's note sounds like a Horlick's ad from the Women's Weekly in the 1950s, but this product may be just the right answer to making your baby silky smooth, well powdered, and gently scented before he is pinned up in his nappies.