When we go to live theater I see women actually wearing dresses or suits and-this time of year- sheer panty hose-not 'tights'. I feel a mixture of admiration, envy, and sadness. I admire that -despite the super grunge look everywhere-they know how to dress like ladies (in my early 1960's criteria). sensible lower heels, nylon pantyhose. a well fitting dress. Yet, I know that I have to keep my pantyhose concealed under male slacks, my breasts restrained by a bra so I don't show too much-as an outward presenting male, this will never change.
So admiration and envy collide-and momentarily, at least, I am sad.
How do others feel when they are in a similar situation?
