Macey
02-10-2019, 07:11 PM
So Saturday is usually when I doll up, but a social engagement prevented me from my usual full-on girl time.
So, up early (as usual) this morning and nowhere to go, I dolled up early in a full on vintage housedress with crinoline and all. Full face of make up a little later on after most of the housework was done, and relaxed most of the day.
On Sunday our son usually comes over and we have a nice dinner, and tonight we decided to have Indian food delivered. Overcome with a momentary lapse of caution, I answered to door. Blendable clothes? Oh no, full on vintage look that I delight in when my wife and I are relaxing at home.
The deliver guy is actually the owner of the establishment and has seen me at my door and in his restaurant several times in my man disguise. I am a gregarious person who normally stands out due to my friendliness and desire to engage in conversation and show appreciation, so he knew full well who I am. He paused in shock but for a mere moment, then smiled broadly. This wasn't a neutral smile, I am unsure if he was smiling out of unease, or smiling on the verge of staid laughter, but we conducted our transaction and off he went. No doubt he'll tell his wife (co-owner) all about it and it will be interesting to see her reaction to me next time I visit the establishment (in man disguise, no doubt). Never the less, rather than being filled with dread, I am a bit proud of myself for taking this small leap, at least. I know, I know, so many here have been through this and much much more, but what the hey, thought I'd share.
Post script: When himself arrived for dinner very shortly after, he was troubled about his station in life like so many hard working young people are. I'm very proud of who he is and told him all about how even though things are tough, I wasn't in better shape at the same age. I went on for a bit about my work experiences and life experiences and was able to compare and empathize with exactly the things he is going through. At the end of my ad hoc soliloquy I gestured broadly to myself and said "And that's how I became the man you see today!" (still in full fem, dress, make up, pearls and all).
He felt better, we laughed, and the food was excellent as usual.
So, up early (as usual) this morning and nowhere to go, I dolled up early in a full on vintage housedress with crinoline and all. Full face of make up a little later on after most of the housework was done, and relaxed most of the day.
On Sunday our son usually comes over and we have a nice dinner, and tonight we decided to have Indian food delivered. Overcome with a momentary lapse of caution, I answered to door. Blendable clothes? Oh no, full on vintage look that I delight in when my wife and I are relaxing at home.
The deliver guy is actually the owner of the establishment and has seen me at my door and in his restaurant several times in my man disguise. I am a gregarious person who normally stands out due to my friendliness and desire to engage in conversation and show appreciation, so he knew full well who I am. He paused in shock but for a mere moment, then smiled broadly. This wasn't a neutral smile, I am unsure if he was smiling out of unease, or smiling on the verge of staid laughter, but we conducted our transaction and off he went. No doubt he'll tell his wife (co-owner) all about it and it will be interesting to see her reaction to me next time I visit the establishment (in man disguise, no doubt). Never the less, rather than being filled with dread, I am a bit proud of myself for taking this small leap, at least. I know, I know, so many here have been through this and much much more, but what the hey, thought I'd share.
Post script: When himself arrived for dinner very shortly after, he was troubled about his station in life like so many hard working young people are. I'm very proud of who he is and told him all about how even though things are tough, I wasn't in better shape at the same age. I went on for a bit about my work experiences and life experiences and was able to compare and empathize with exactly the things he is going through. At the end of my ad hoc soliloquy I gestured broadly to myself and said "And that's how I became the man you see today!" (still in full fem, dress, make up, pearls and all).
He felt better, we laughed, and the food was excellent as usual.