Paula Siemen
04-14-2009, 08:34 AM
Well....I was laid off from my job three weeks ago and have been very down over it as there are no jobs available in my career field due to this SUCKING ECONOMY. At first it have a devistating effect on my dressing. I virtually lost all need to CD and kind of "just didn't care anymore". I'm still somewhat in that mode as unless someting picks up in my field, it may be the end of a 35 year career....about ten years too early. I'm an OLD DAWG and not very sure about new tricks?????
Anyway, last week the cleaning lady came to the house. I knew she probably knew something as she regulary cleans in our closet and my bras, panties, dresses and shoes are pretty obvious. Also, once after Halloween, she caught me dressed up early in the morning. I wrote it off that she probably figured it was a Halloween costume??? So, last Thursday, I though what the hell. After she arrived about 8:am, I went up stairs and began to get dressed as pretty as I thought I could. I felt so fem; it was wonderfull. I put on a white lace thong and lacey bra, my makeup, then an above the knee black staight skirt and white blouse, a pair of red pumps, a red belt and loaded up my red purse. I was finishing just abouth the time she called up the stairs if she could come up to clean the bedroom and bath. I then came down in full fem. She never batted an eye and said that I looked very pretty. This really made me feel good. We chatted just a bit in the kitchen as she continued to work. I asked if my attire made her uncomfortable and she replied no, not at all; it ws ok. So then I realised she's known all along that I like to wear ladies clothes and now she finally saw the product.
I left the house shortly and drove to NorthPark Mall in Dallas. I went to Dillards as I had not been there for some time. This was mid morning and there were very few other shoppers. All of the sales ladies were very polite and complementary towards me. I went to the womens' department where I saw a knit top in a very vibrant gold with a cowl neck line and a printed long skirt that went nicely with it. I took it into the dressing room, not even asking if it would be ok. It looked pretty nice, but as I am out of income, I knew I could not buy anything.
I redressed and left the top and skirt in the dressing room and went to another area. I saw this nice black dress. It was belted with the same fabric as the dress and had a square neck line, back zipped and just above the knee length. I had to try it on, so off to the dressing room. Again, no asking permission. I looked fabulous on me. I'm a heavy person (losing 10# since the layoff) and this dress looked like it was tailored for just me ($120). the belt gathered the waist and flared out a bit giving the impression of feminine hips. I so wanted it, but could not have it. I already have several black dresses and should buy some other colors, so it made taking it off a bit easier.
I went next to an area of more upscale dresses...and formals, I guess. I found four that I wanted to try on so off to the dressing room where one after another I wiggled into them. Three looked pretty good, a royal blue one was the best of this bunch ($84) and another black dress, but neither as good as the other black dress. I finished trying on the other dresses, feeling ever so much better about things and left the store empty handed.
I went to Best buy to look at some computers and them had to go back home to get into the job search. But it certainly lifted my heavy heart for a while and gave me a bright spot in my day. Maybe next week I can do it again....Macy's maybe. I can't wait.
Paula
Anyway, last week the cleaning lady came to the house. I knew she probably knew something as she regulary cleans in our closet and my bras, panties, dresses and shoes are pretty obvious. Also, once after Halloween, she caught me dressed up early in the morning. I wrote it off that she probably figured it was a Halloween costume??? So, last Thursday, I though what the hell. After she arrived about 8:am, I went up stairs and began to get dressed as pretty as I thought I could. I felt so fem; it was wonderfull. I put on a white lace thong and lacey bra, my makeup, then an above the knee black staight skirt and white blouse, a pair of red pumps, a red belt and loaded up my red purse. I was finishing just abouth the time she called up the stairs if she could come up to clean the bedroom and bath. I then came down in full fem. She never batted an eye and said that I looked very pretty. This really made me feel good. We chatted just a bit in the kitchen as she continued to work. I asked if my attire made her uncomfortable and she replied no, not at all; it ws ok. So then I realised she's known all along that I like to wear ladies clothes and now she finally saw the product.
I left the house shortly and drove to NorthPark Mall in Dallas. I went to Dillards as I had not been there for some time. This was mid morning and there were very few other shoppers. All of the sales ladies were very polite and complementary towards me. I went to the womens' department where I saw a knit top in a very vibrant gold with a cowl neck line and a printed long skirt that went nicely with it. I took it into the dressing room, not even asking if it would be ok. It looked pretty nice, but as I am out of income, I knew I could not buy anything.
I redressed and left the top and skirt in the dressing room and went to another area. I saw this nice black dress. It was belted with the same fabric as the dress and had a square neck line, back zipped and just above the knee length. I had to try it on, so off to the dressing room. Again, no asking permission. I looked fabulous on me. I'm a heavy person (losing 10# since the layoff) and this dress looked like it was tailored for just me ($120). the belt gathered the waist and flared out a bit giving the impression of feminine hips. I so wanted it, but could not have it. I already have several black dresses and should buy some other colors, so it made taking it off a bit easier.
I went next to an area of more upscale dresses...and formals, I guess. I found four that I wanted to try on so off to the dressing room where one after another I wiggled into them. Three looked pretty good, a royal blue one was the best of this bunch ($84) and another black dress, but neither as good as the other black dress. I finished trying on the other dresses, feeling ever so much better about things and left the store empty handed.
I went to Best buy to look at some computers and them had to go back home to get into the job search. But it certainly lifted my heavy heart for a while and gave me a bright spot in my day. Maybe next week I can do it again....Macy's maybe. I can't wait.
Paula