Persephone
10-16-2009, 01:33 AM
Leaving the supermarket, en drab, I check my watch - 1:42 p.m.
Suddenly it hits me, I have an appointment with my hair stylist at 3 p.m. -- en femme -- 20 minutes from my house. And my stylist really hates it if you're late. Tick . . . Tick . . . Tick . . .
Rush home, toss items into refrigerator and freezer as appropriate - 2:05 p.m.
Grab the necessary clothes, lingerie, etc., along with makeup bag from purse.
And a few other items, because there's a catch.
My housekeeper is here and at best she doesn't know, and at worst we both pretend that she doesn't know. Either way, she has never seen me dressed.
Why am I worried about my housekeeper? Because she also works for other people in my en drab community, people who have no need to know that I crossdress. Yes, she is extremely trustworth and discrete, but we haven't talked about it in the ten years she's worked for me, and I'm not ready to tell her, not right now.
Into the bathroom for a really close shave -- 2:10 p.m.
Damn! Small nick. Quick hit with styptic pencil. Ouch! Shave done -- 2:17 p.m.
Quickly apply tinted moisturizer, makeup sponge disintegrates -- 2:22 p.m.
Into bra and panties, tight jeans (sorry Karren!), and a tank top -- 2:27 p.m.
Toss on button down guy shirt and guy shoes -- 2:29 p.m.
Apply eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, brush hair into high ponytail -- 2:34 p.m.
Select appropriate jewelry, set femme watch -- 2:36 p.m.
Toss forms, jewelry, and femme shoes into plastic bag -- 2:38 p.m.
Put makeup kit into purse, place lipliner and lipstick conveniently -- 2:40 p.m.
Tell housekeeper I'm leaving, will see her next time & thank you -- 2:41 p.m.
Into car and out of driveway -- 2:43 p.m.
At first traffic light discretely exchange boy shirt for blouse.
Second light, discretely adjust forms into bra.
Third light, change shoes.
Fourth light, apply lipliner & lipstick.
Drive like a madwoman, but one who obeys traffic laws.
Fifth light, insert right earring.
Sixth light, insert left earring.
Pull into parking lot -- 2:58 p.m.
Check hair and makeup and walk into the salon -- 3:00 p.m.
Made it!
Stylist starts my hair at 3:01 p.m.
My spouse arrives for her appointment -- 3:20 p.m.
After our appointments my spouse and I head to dinner and then home.
So, how was your day?
Suddenly it hits me, I have an appointment with my hair stylist at 3 p.m. -- en femme -- 20 minutes from my house. And my stylist really hates it if you're late. Tick . . . Tick . . . Tick . . .
Rush home, toss items into refrigerator and freezer as appropriate - 2:05 p.m.
Grab the necessary clothes, lingerie, etc., along with makeup bag from purse.
And a few other items, because there's a catch.
My housekeeper is here and at best she doesn't know, and at worst we both pretend that she doesn't know. Either way, she has never seen me dressed.
Why am I worried about my housekeeper? Because she also works for other people in my en drab community, people who have no need to know that I crossdress. Yes, she is extremely trustworth and discrete, but we haven't talked about it in the ten years she's worked for me, and I'm not ready to tell her, not right now.
Into the bathroom for a really close shave -- 2:10 p.m.
Damn! Small nick. Quick hit with styptic pencil. Ouch! Shave done -- 2:17 p.m.
Quickly apply tinted moisturizer, makeup sponge disintegrates -- 2:22 p.m.
Into bra and panties, tight jeans (sorry Karren!), and a tank top -- 2:27 p.m.
Toss on button down guy shirt and guy shoes -- 2:29 p.m.
Apply eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, brush hair into high ponytail -- 2:34 p.m.
Select appropriate jewelry, set femme watch -- 2:36 p.m.
Toss forms, jewelry, and femme shoes into plastic bag -- 2:38 p.m.
Put makeup kit into purse, place lipliner and lipstick conveniently -- 2:40 p.m.
Tell housekeeper I'm leaving, will see her next time & thank you -- 2:41 p.m.
Into car and out of driveway -- 2:43 p.m.
At first traffic light discretely exchange boy shirt for blouse.
Second light, discretely adjust forms into bra.
Third light, change shoes.
Fourth light, apply lipliner & lipstick.
Drive like a madwoman, but one who obeys traffic laws.
Fifth light, insert right earring.
Sixth light, insert left earring.
Pull into parking lot -- 2:58 p.m.
Check hair and makeup and walk into the salon -- 3:00 p.m.
Made it!
Stylist starts my hair at 3:01 p.m.
My spouse arrives for her appointment -- 3:20 p.m.
After our appointments my spouse and I head to dinner and then home.
So, how was your day?