Lynda K. Krupa
An Artist and Perfectionist

By Cassie Caye

IMPOSSIBLE! That was the word that hung in the my mind as I stared at the nearly 60+ year old face looking back in the mirror. How could that face take on a feminine appearance? That nose is too large. The shape of the was wrong. I had read several articles describing makeup tricks and had tried them with some small success over the years, but was never satisfied. What to do?

The answer to the question was on the Internet. Some years ago, I had found Lynda Krupa's CDtips website. I was intrigued, but hesitant to contact her. It was not just revealing my love of the feminine to stranger that held me back. How would she react when she saw what unfeminine raw material I put before her. Would she consider my desire to look as much like a true woman as I could ridiculous?

Finally, I decided to take the chance and met Lynda for a consultation. She asked me what my goal was and I answered to have as feminine as appearance as I possibly could. I wanted an age appropriate look. I had no illusions about what could be achieved. She looked me over carefully and said that she thought that she could work with me. We set up an appointment.

The first time that I went to Lynda's studio, I was apprehensive and a bit shy. Her matter of fact approach soon put me at ease. She supplied me with a gartered girdle and a bra and sent me off to the bathroom to change clothes. When I came out she put a pair of lovely sheer hose on me, put inserts into a bra, and put a pair of high heeled pumps on me. I was already enjoying a thoroughly feminine feeling.

Then came the delight of selecting an outfit from Lynda's extensive collection. So many lovely clothes. It was not easy, but I finally did make a choice.

Lynda stared at my choice and then stared at me - several times. She was deciding what makeup would fit with the outfit. That done - tentatively at least - she sat me down at her manicure table and went to work. Cuticles taken care of. Nails groomed, filed down, and polished with a striking red color that she had chosen. When she was done I was looking at feminine hands. I felt pampered and thought this must be why woman enjoy going to the beauty parlor. But that was only the beginning.

Preparatory to doing the makeup she trimmed my brows. Next, after carefully cleaning her brushes she placed beard cover and foundation on a pallet and went to work. Then colors were applied and blended. After each step Lynda would examine her work and if it didn't meet with her approval would modify it. Mascara and eyeliner cam next. As we went through these steps I began to realize that Lynda is both an artist and a perfectionist. Finally lip liner and lipstick. Then on with the outfit. Last a careful choice of wig from Lynda's extensive collection which she picked at and arranged just so. Lynda knows how important the right wig is. Then she picked accessories. And finally, I was allowed to look in the mirror.

Disbelief and joy were mixed in me. I saw looking back at me a miraculously feminine face and one from which quite a few years had been stripped. Lynda had succeeded in making me look like the woman I had always wanted to be. What sheer joy! I had to have pictures and here again I discovered the artist in Lynda. She made me pose just so. Not always easy with a body that had been schooled in masculine attitudes for so many years, but so well worth it when I saw the pictures.

What can I say in summary about Lynda? An artist and a perfectionist. Capable of drawing a thoroughly feminine look out of the most unpromising rough masculine clay. Totally accepting. Completely discreet. utterly trustworthy. A person comfortable to be with. Contacting her was one of the best moves I ever made. I see her regularly now always leave thoroughly pleased with the whole experience, though a bit sad that her marvelous creation have to be destroyed in the end.

Cassie