Helen Grandeis
11-08-2013, 06:07 AM
:)About a month ago I had a midnight trip to a Walmart five towns north of us. That trip got me a nice black blouse, a few pieces of unmentionalbles and a winter coat; however, all the intervening opportunities have been raining.
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My wife despises the thought of my crossdressing :thumbsdn::thumbsdn:(a separate future post) but she accepts my new found knowledge of women's fashion enough to explain the white under layer she needed to complete an outfit. We had been to about ten different stores looking for a white pullover blouse with no collar and at most 3/4 sleeves.
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Sooo, after she went to bed - Helen to the rescue. A quick visit to the phone booth in the garage. BTW-its a very cold phone booth in the north in November. Pantyhose into 3 inch black, fabric closed toe wedges followed by an ankle length, lined black lace skirt, with a black blouse and a black Walmart winter coat. Crowned with my short red wig and just a few finishing touches, off I went to a Walmart three towns north where I immediately scored two size 8-10 "George?" T-shirts for the wife. Then I discovered, clip on earrings in two styles and some clip on converters. I also bought a pair of short winter boots since my near term adventures will all be in MI-WI-IN-IL.
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Next I wanted to check out the makeup department but on the way back I made an emergency right pivot at warp two when I thought I saw a coworker approaching. False alarm: 1. the coworker had been fired, 2. it wasn't him it was a lookalike Walmart night manager, 3. Although far from passing, I look good at 60 feet but I don't look good enough to risk a port-to-port passage.
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Next got on the road and went to South Bend which is five towns south of home where I bought makeup brushes, sponges and pads. A sales associate took my picture. All sales associates were very nice and helpful. I felt so great. It completely cleared the black despair that had been weighing on my soul since the first reveal to my wife. DADT is not for the weak of heart but it is better than having no heart.
:sad:.
My wife despises the thought of my crossdressing :thumbsdn::thumbsdn:(a separate future post) but she accepts my new found knowledge of women's fashion enough to explain the white under layer she needed to complete an outfit. We had been to about ten different stores looking for a white pullover blouse with no collar and at most 3/4 sleeves.
.
Sooo, after she went to bed - Helen to the rescue. A quick visit to the phone booth in the garage. BTW-its a very cold phone booth in the north in November. Pantyhose into 3 inch black, fabric closed toe wedges followed by an ankle length, lined black lace skirt, with a black blouse and a black Walmart winter coat. Crowned with my short red wig and just a few finishing touches, off I went to a Walmart three towns north where I immediately scored two size 8-10 "George?" T-shirts for the wife. Then I discovered, clip on earrings in two styles and some clip on converters. I also bought a pair of short winter boots since my near term adventures will all be in MI-WI-IN-IL.
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Next I wanted to check out the makeup department but on the way back I made an emergency right pivot at warp two when I thought I saw a coworker approaching. False alarm: 1. the coworker had been fired, 2. it wasn't him it was a lookalike Walmart night manager, 3. Although far from passing, I look good at 60 feet but I don't look good enough to risk a port-to-port passage.
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Next got on the road and went to South Bend which is five towns south of home where I bought makeup brushes, sponges and pads. A sales associate took my picture. All sales associates were very nice and helpful. I felt so great. It completely cleared the black despair that had been weighing on my soul since the first reveal to my wife. DADT is not for the weak of heart but it is better than having no heart.