So even though I told my new girlfriend several months ago about my dressing, it wasn't until a few weeks ago that she actually saw me dressed. We went for mani-pedis one afternoon. I was still a little nervous about having the girl at the nail salon put color on my nails, so she just did clear. When we got back to my house, my girlfriend painted my toenails and fingernails. And I got dressed and did my makeup before that.
Makeup was still a problem. The foundation I used was not very good. She suggested I go to Ulta or Sephora, which I did on another day. I got a great match and it made all the difference in the world. She's been around me a bunch of times at home and she seems pretty comfortable, even when I kissed her and she got lipstick on her face. I'm never dressed when we're intimate, but we do cuddle before I get undressed.
We discussed going to a movie while I was en femme. She said that would be okay as long as I didn't embarrass her. Of course I wouldn't. Since she's off work a lot of weekdays, I thought it would be safe to go to an early show, so I could be home before people were returning from work or school. That was my biggest fear and not really rational. I know this because when I'm driving in the neighborhood, I wave at my neighbors and they don't even notice. I also know that is is so random that they would be out at the same time as me.
So Monday, we went for pedis once again. This time I said, "The hell with it." I had the gal put color on this time. And flowers on my big toes. And once again, she did my fingernails when we got back to my house. And of course, I got dressed and did my makeup before. We planned on going to the movies the next day.
She had an appointment Tuesday morning, which meant that if we went to the movies, it would be later in the day when people were coming home. I thought about it and was thinking maybe not. I was thinking of the same thing as before, going to an early show and coming home afterwards. And while still thinking about it and deciding what to do, I thought to myself "the hell with it"
I showered, shaved and put on a nice dress. No hose or slip, but a nice pair of slip-on sandals that would show off my toes. I thought I looked pretty nice and so off we went. I was going to stop at my bank to get some money for her so she could pay for popcorn and whatever else we needed at the theater. While driving there, we discussed going to Sephora, because she needed something and then she told me she wanted lunch. I wasn't planning on that, since we were going to have popcorn in the theater.
Once again, I thought, "the hell with it". I walked into Wal Mart, got my cash and headed off to lunch. We went to lunch at a busy restaurant at a crowned outdoor mall. It went pretty good. One couple in front of me looked at me, while we were leaving, but it was just a glance. Maybe I passed muster. We drove the theater, where she ordered our treats and we watched the movies. We started to drive to Sephora on the way home, but it was getting late.
I was still a little nervous about the neighbors seeing me. I told her I would check the mail later. She said she would get out of the car so I gave her the key to the mailbox. When I pulled up to the mailbox, there was no-one there. I told her to give me the key. It was very liberating to get out of the car, barefoot, toes painted with a cute ankle bracelet.
I learned that from her. She takes her shoes off when she drives. I did too. It was fun . And you know what? I felt pretty. Not beautiful, not gorgeous, just pretty. A nice dress, sandals, nice pedicure and an ankle bracelet to set things off.
It was a great afternoon. There will be many more to come. Last week we were talking about me buying more clothes, which I don't really need and I told her it was her fault. I told her it was like pouring gas on a fire. Yep, she's to blame. LOL. She told me to get my ears pierced, which I did, that was followed by a new wig, new breast forms and about 10 new tops.
It's one thing to go to Wal Mart at night. Going to a mall in the middle of a weekday is completely different.
man, i feel like a woman 
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Originally Posted by Wendy O
