Alice In Yoga Pants

  There was a time, not so many years ago, when I hid from myself. Back then, my incontinence felt like a shameful secret, a silent struggle I carried alone. It started after my accident in the military—sudden, permanent, and completely out of my control. I felt broken. Less than. I tried everything to avoid the reality of it: staying home, skipping events, even risking embarrassing moments just to feel “normal” again. I was wearing adult diapers, but I couldn’t bear to look at myself in the mirror. It felt like I had lost not just control, but my dignity too. But she never saw me that way. My wife never once turned away. She never flinched or made me feel like I was too much, or not enough. Instead, she simply… loved me. Unconditionally. I still remember the first time I cried in her arms over it. I had soaked through everything. I was humiliated, angry at myself, and trying to apologize. She just held me tighter, stroked my hair, and said softly, “Baby Cakes, you don’t have t...

I didn’t choose incontinence. It found me years ago after a military accident—sudden, humiliating, and completely out of my control. For a long time, I did what most men might do: I hid. I avoided diapers when I could. I lied to myself, and I tried to pretend I wasn’t the man I was becoming. But life doesn’t stop needing to be lived just because our bodies change. One day, I stopped fighting it—and I started accepting it. In the beginning, I tried to make do with what I was handed—thin, institutional-style diapers that didn’t really fit my needs. I was embarrassed by leaks, especially in public, and that only deepened my anxiety. My wettings were heavy and frequent, and what I was wearing simply couldn’t keep up. I’d try to double up, pad with towels, or retreat from social settings altogether. It felt like I was losing more than just bladder control—I was losing my life. That changed when I stopped trying to fit into what was “expected” and started choosing what worked. I found thicke...

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Because Alice is who I became when I stopped hiding my incontinence and started embracing the reality of life in diapers.  What once felt like shame slowly became softness—something to care for, to dress, to live with gently. And like his namesake from Wonderland, I found that when I followed the path I never expected, I ended up somewhere more magical than I could have imagined. Alice wears diapers—not just because he has to, but because he’s learned to love what they represent: acceptance, surrender, self-care. And then came yoga. Not just the practice, but the clothing. The leggings, the sports bras, the crop tops—the soft stretch that hugs his puff and moves with him. The way yoga pants hold his diapered body with pride, not shame. The way his tote bag carries baby powder next to his leggings. The way he shows up, padded and pretty, one of the yoga moms. Alice isn’t hiding anymore. He’s flowing, crinkling, stretching, smiling. He didn’t just fall into Wonderland— He built his ...

After ConfiDry 24/7 disappeared from the market, I needed something that could keep up with my lifestyle—whether I’m flowing through poses in my mint green leggings, running errands in short shorts, or just enjoying my padded, peaceful morning latte. Enter: BetterDry. Let’s be honest—at first, I thought BetterDry might be overhyped, riding on reputation more than real performance. But wow, was I wrong. This diaper delivers . The absorbency is incredible—reliably holding 5 to 6 full wettings with barely a whisper of leak risk. And even when I’m stretching, squatting, or settling in for savasana, it stays put thanks to the strong leak guards and dual waistbands. It’s plastic-backed (which I love for that secure feel and satisfying crinkle), plain white (a discreet classic under yoga pants), and built to last. The padding doesn’t clump, the tapes hold beautifully, and I never feel like I’m sitting in a soggy mess halfway through class. Yes, it costs more than budget brands—but you chan...

If you’re reading this, thank you. Whether you know me in real life or you found your way here because of yoga pants, incontinence, or some mix of both—you’re welcome here. My name’s Alice, and yes, I’m a man. I wear diapers because I need them. I wear yoga pants because I love them. And I write this blog because I got tired of hiding. For a long time, I struggled—first with my body, then with how to dress it, and then with how to be seen in the world without shame. But something shifted when I stopped pretending to be “normal” and started being comfortable. I began showing up in leggings, in tunics, in sports bras. Not as a woman, not as someone transitioning—but just as me. A soft, proud, padded man trying to live fully and honestly. This blog is a place for real talk. About yoga. About life in diapers. About living out loud in leggings. It’s not about being outrageous or over-the-top. It’s not about kink or sissy play. This blog is for anyone—especially men—who’ve felt isolated, ash...