So last night I got dressed up, long skirt, top, corset, matching undies, garter and stockings, and 4" peep toes with a cute little bow on them.
Felt amazing, twirled around the house. Wife was laughing at me tripping over myself (heels are still a little tricky).
Now I'm not a wine drinker, but I felt I needed to have one in my hand.
Problem was, I felt I wanted to go out. Now I'm far from passing, and I don't even think I am ready for going down that road. Facial hair, big arms, chest hair in my ' cleavage', thinning hair. But I just felt so well dressed that I felt I could go out...
I'm finding I am getting more confused and unsure about what I want from doing this. Since I came out to my wife I've been on a roller coaster. Emotional, identity, family, work, life in general.
Even now, confused, I'm sitting here wearing, flip flops, no shirt, a motor sports cap, and the cutest white lace and satin v string ever! (Knowing my luck we'll get a knock at the door...)
XOXO Jess