Hi Folks ...
Although nearly all of my good friends 'know' ... I am not generally out to the public at large and especially, not in the neighbourhood...Anyway ...
I KNEW that I was likely to have a delivery today that wouldn't fit through the letterbox, but even with that, I wanted to dress anyway ... So this morning, I was, fully made up, wearing girls jeans and a white top clearly showing my bra underneath. Hair blow-dryed in a very femme way. Sure enough, the doorbell goes at 11AM and I pop my head around the wall and see the tell-tale signs of 'post office red' through the frosted glass of my front door.
I confidently opened the door - and there he was... My 'old' postie who I used to talk with ALL the time. He's a massive rock fan and we'd constantly chat about music. He's been put back onto this post round TODAY after about a year absence!
His face was a picture and I swear, his jaw was almost touching his shoes.
In the panic, the best he could say was "you have 'stuff' all over your face!"
I said: "Yes - does it bother you?" to which he replied "no" and that was that ... we talked about music as usual and we went about our day.
Far from feeling panic'd, it was actually quite an amusing encounter and I'm not even bothered who he tells about it.
Not an earth shattering story I know, but it feels good to 'own it' as they say.
Oh - and as a side note ... the world didn't end and I didn't die!
D x
p.s. ... Disclaimer: 'Outing' yourself is not to be taken lightly - I know that! ... My decision to be more open is something that I've given a LOT of thought to ... before the voices of doom chime in!
, When I got all my ear piercings a year ago any time someone would say something about them ,
