Melanie Moxon
01-29-2018, 04:11 PM
With my parents being out of town for the weekend I decided that now was as good a time as any to get out of the house. So I got myself together, bra on, chicken fillets in shaping underwear on, cute socks, womens jeans, my favorite pink and white hooped long sleeve top, my makeup consisted of beard cover, clinique foundation and powder, max factor matte purple lip paint and some mascara, ooh and some fetching pearlescent blue (Max Factor No. 14 dazzling blue) nail polish.
I watched the clock on my PC tick towards the time I needed to depart to be on time and headed towards the back door, I slipped my feet into Mustang brown flat boots and zipped them up, and put my distressed look black leather jacket on. My phone, purse, powder compact and lip paint in small bag. I stepped out of the back door, locked it and slipped my keys into the internal key pouch and legged it to my car, thunk (rattle rattle - it is a Ford after all), safe inside. You see the biggest problem I have is next door, the old lady stands there and smokes staring out of the back window, seriously, I can't even check my cars tyre pressures and vital fluids without being gawked at. Next door but one have put up a wicker screen along their fence to afford them some privacy; we share a drive so that isn't doable for us.
Anyway I fire the car up and run off quick, anybody familiar with a 2006 Mustang GT knows that even on a stock exhaust the cold start is rather aurally resplendent, this one has a sports exhaust and sounds amaaaaazing, anyway it's in gear quietened down and I am off and gone, my pulse goes back to normal on the short drive to my friends house where the plan was to sit and watch TV, play Exploding Kittens and eat food.
My friends are fantastic, I was best man at his and his husbands wedding earlier in the year (yes I was envious of every pretty dress and pair of cute shoes on display) and I felt really comfortable round at their place. Sadly I had to leave as I needed to be up for work the next day and I needed time to de-Melissa, I drove sedately on the way home, one because I wanted to maximise my time as myself and to not draw attention to myself. I was home uneventfully and sadly began the process of removing the clothes makeup and nail varnish, I washed the hair spray out of my wig and after patting dry and combing it through left it to dry.
Sorry no photos (I'm not very good at this am I); I only did one selfie in the car but I look more scared than happy and one at my friends house.
I watched the clock on my PC tick towards the time I needed to depart to be on time and headed towards the back door, I slipped my feet into Mustang brown flat boots and zipped them up, and put my distressed look black leather jacket on. My phone, purse, powder compact and lip paint in small bag. I stepped out of the back door, locked it and slipped my keys into the internal key pouch and legged it to my car, thunk (rattle rattle - it is a Ford after all), safe inside. You see the biggest problem I have is next door, the old lady stands there and smokes staring out of the back window, seriously, I can't even check my cars tyre pressures and vital fluids without being gawked at. Next door but one have put up a wicker screen along their fence to afford them some privacy; we share a drive so that isn't doable for us.
Anyway I fire the car up and run off quick, anybody familiar with a 2006 Mustang GT knows that even on a stock exhaust the cold start is rather aurally resplendent, this one has a sports exhaust and sounds amaaaaazing, anyway it's in gear quietened down and I am off and gone, my pulse goes back to normal on the short drive to my friends house where the plan was to sit and watch TV, play Exploding Kittens and eat food.
My friends are fantastic, I was best man at his and his husbands wedding earlier in the year (yes I was envious of every pretty dress and pair of cute shoes on display) and I felt really comfortable round at their place. Sadly I had to leave as I needed to be up for work the next day and I needed time to de-Melissa, I drove sedately on the way home, one because I wanted to maximise my time as myself and to not draw attention to myself. I was home uneventfully and sadly began the process of removing the clothes makeup and nail varnish, I washed the hair spray out of my wig and after patting dry and combing it through left it to dry.
Sorry no photos (I'm not very good at this am I); I only did one selfie in the car but I look more scared than happy and one at my friends house.