Marketa
10-23-2024, 08:46 AM
Girls, I'm so happy. I had a great day.
Two or three days ago I put together very nice outfit by a chance - white sleeveless top with tight collar with white bra under it - straps are visible, but I noticed during summer GGs don't care, so neither do I and paired it with a beige half-calves skirt with long split in the center front. With little bit of tweaking my nude hip-pads aren't visible under it. I put on white short jacket I bought recently, nude pumps with 8,5cm/3,5in heels and off I went.
I drove to a mall nearby I was few times en femme in already in the morning and first I went to Douglas, which is cosmetics store. I wanted to go to Sephora, but it's too expensive for someone with allowance. In Douglas a SA, young woman, asked me, if I want an assistance and with my best femme voice I said I do. I was looking for colour matched foundation, so she took me to a shelf and we tried some on my hands and my guess is she saw through me, because to me it looked like she's explaining little bit more than usually, like what eyebrow gel is for. But she addressed me as a woman (I already mentioned Czech language has these intricacies) the whole time, was very helpful and it was nothing but a pleasant experience. At the end I left with USD 140 worth of cosmetics and totally happy and satisfied :)
Then I went for a breakfast and I decided already last time, that as Marketa I enjoy cappuccino, while in drab mode it's black coffee. So I ordered little breakfast in cafe and after that I went to drug store for few more things. There I was trying perfumes, because my "home perfume" is running out and another SA asked me if I want help. I thought "why the heck not" and told her I'm looking for some perfume for myself but for some cheaper one just when I'm at home. She asked me "So for you?" I said yes and then when I answered her question what kind of scent I'm looking for she recommended few ladies ones and one I didn't even notice was exactly what I was looking for. So I thanked her and she went with her business. And again she addressed me as a woman the whole time and was very helpful and respectful and it was a joy.
Then basically the same experiences in two or three other shops I was in and it felt great. After I did grocery shopping I realized I don't feel cooking today, so I went to Italian restaurant in the mall (well, it's better fast food) and I was brave and ordered a lunch. I was brave not because I was talking with the young lady, at that time I was already confident and master of talking with others, but because I ordered pasta with tomato based sauce while wearing white top and beige skirt. But I left as clean as a snow. That's what I'm proud of the most :)
Then I went to a car to go home, because I didn't know what else to do there, as I already spent over three hours there, but in the parking lot I realized I could go to a movie. But then I realized I've got frozen sea food in the car I bought with groceries and it wouldn't be wise to leave it there for another two hours or more, so I headed home.
I said it already and I say it again: I love driving in high heels and the feeling of having seatbelt between my boobs.
I really enjoyed the day and I feel, how these experiences help with depression. And I'll look at program and see, if there's something I want to see on Friday, so I would go to the cinema I mentioned.
Two or three days ago I put together very nice outfit by a chance - white sleeveless top with tight collar with white bra under it - straps are visible, but I noticed during summer GGs don't care, so neither do I and paired it with a beige half-calves skirt with long split in the center front. With little bit of tweaking my nude hip-pads aren't visible under it. I put on white short jacket I bought recently, nude pumps with 8,5cm/3,5in heels and off I went.
I drove to a mall nearby I was few times en femme in already in the morning and first I went to Douglas, which is cosmetics store. I wanted to go to Sephora, but it's too expensive for someone with allowance. In Douglas a SA, young woman, asked me, if I want an assistance and with my best femme voice I said I do. I was looking for colour matched foundation, so she took me to a shelf and we tried some on my hands and my guess is she saw through me, because to me it looked like she's explaining little bit more than usually, like what eyebrow gel is for. But she addressed me as a woman (I already mentioned Czech language has these intricacies) the whole time, was very helpful and it was nothing but a pleasant experience. At the end I left with USD 140 worth of cosmetics and totally happy and satisfied :)
Then I went for a breakfast and I decided already last time, that as Marketa I enjoy cappuccino, while in drab mode it's black coffee. So I ordered little breakfast in cafe and after that I went to drug store for few more things. There I was trying perfumes, because my "home perfume" is running out and another SA asked me if I want help. I thought "why the heck not" and told her I'm looking for some perfume for myself but for some cheaper one just when I'm at home. She asked me "So for you?" I said yes and then when I answered her question what kind of scent I'm looking for she recommended few ladies ones and one I didn't even notice was exactly what I was looking for. So I thanked her and she went with her business. And again she addressed me as a woman the whole time and was very helpful and respectful and it was a joy.
Then basically the same experiences in two or three other shops I was in and it felt great. After I did grocery shopping I realized I don't feel cooking today, so I went to Italian restaurant in the mall (well, it's better fast food) and I was brave and ordered a lunch. I was brave not because I was talking with the young lady, at that time I was already confident and master of talking with others, but because I ordered pasta with tomato based sauce while wearing white top and beige skirt. But I left as clean as a snow. That's what I'm proud of the most :)
Then I went to a car to go home, because I didn't know what else to do there, as I already spent over three hours there, but in the parking lot I realized I could go to a movie. But then I realized I've got frozen sea food in the car I bought with groceries and it wouldn't be wise to leave it there for another two hours or more, so I headed home.
I said it already and I say it again: I love driving in high heels and the feeling of having seatbelt between my boobs.
I really enjoyed the day and I feel, how these experiences help with depression. And I'll look at program and see, if there's something I want to see on Friday, so I would go to the cinema I mentioned.