
The day started basic enough; Bradly and I went to HomoDepot and gots some bolts for the bedframe in my room and then we picked up some fruit smoothies... yum! He drove me around today, top-down in his Saab! So much fun, and I must admit, I always wanted to be that pretty girl riding in the convertible, pedicured feet on the dash, music playing, enjoying the sun, and believe me when I savoured every second!
Later, after meeting his sister for lunchies, we went shopping for - ho hum - a bedskirt for the bed, now on a basic frame, but now showing the box springs. We get side-tracked at Marshalls when all of a sudden, there is was... dare I try it on?
I did!
Two ladies outside the dressing room- total strangers- complimented me on the look! Giggle! And then... a miracle occured.
For the first time, I started to feel silly for thinking that I wasn't passing as a genetic girl. Here I was, as bare in public as I had ever been, and drawing compliments no less! I actually skipped backed to the dressing room!
It may sound odd... after all, I've been passing for weeks now in the casinos, men have been flirting with me... I have no idea if I'm passing as a gg or as a tg, but the vibes have been supportive and positive... so why keep the fear of not passing? Why keep the stigma of my former gender?
No, if I can stand there in a little black dress, no makeup, hair a mess, and still be THAT GIRL... well honey, I left it all all the doubts and fears back in the dressing room. This girl doesn't have need for them any more!
The ironic part is that just 30 minutes earlier, I was feeling a bit insecure about my looks... I dare anyone not to in the company of supermodels like Brad and Lisa... but you don't let that get to you, oh no, instead, you take the focus away from you and simply enjoy being in their presence. That's how to survive around 10s... us mere mortals can't compete... so to go from feeling like Ugly Betty to Miss Holly Golightly... what a rush! B&L have a way of doing that- of bringing out the best in people!
Back at home, more housekeeping, but this time on the blog: I added labels to all the posts and a little display where the more a label is used, the larger it gets. As of this moment in time, it looks like:

What's missing? Hmm... Sex. Not a lot of that lately. A side affect from the hormones is a decreased interest in sex, but it's ususally reversible, and I think that's finally starting to happen, so who knows?
Music is oddly missing, but that's due to simplified label management; that's under 'media'.
Where's Love?
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