linnea
10-12-2008, 09:27 PM
There's not really a question here, just an announcement that I'm proud of. Each little step that I take toward a more open and free expression of my CDing is a triumph and a joy for me.
Today I enjoyed one of those little steps (pictures to come). A couple of weeks ago I contacted a beauty salon about having a facial. That salon did not do facials but the person I talked to referred me to someone who did do them. I called her and told her what I hope to do. She was wonderful and we made an appointment for this morning. She also told me that if I was interested, I could have my makeup done by her daughter, a very good makeup artist.
I said that I would like to do both things.
This morning when I was getting ready to go to my first appointment, I got a call from the woman who was going to do the facial. She said that she was sick and could not meet with me after all, but she said that if I wanted, I could still have my makeup done at the previously appointed time, 11:00 am.
I told her that I was sorry that she was sick but I would like to have the makeup anyway.
Later that morning, I arrived at the salon (in a large mall near where I live) and entered. I asked for the young lady and she stepped up to greet me. She is an attractive young woman, in her mid to late twenties. She was wonderful and she did a terrific job on my makeup! She asked me what I was going to do after I left the salon and she told me that her mother the facial lady was going to give me a free treatment because of the cancellation.
When she finished my makeup, she asked me if I would like to go have coffee with her at a nearby Starbucks. She asked one of the other salon women too, but that person said that she didn't want any right now (she and all the others were VERY nice and told me that they have other CDs who come in on a regular basis).
So the two of us left the salon, walked through the mall, and went into Starbucks where we ordered our coffees (I offered to buy which she graciously accepted). At a table in Starbucks, we talked for over a half an hour. It was wonderful! As I told her, this was the first time I had ever gone out for coffee while dress en femme. We talked about a lot of other things too.
It was a great start for a very happy day.
Today I enjoyed one of those little steps (pictures to come). A couple of weeks ago I contacted a beauty salon about having a facial. That salon did not do facials but the person I talked to referred me to someone who did do them. I called her and told her what I hope to do. She was wonderful and we made an appointment for this morning. She also told me that if I was interested, I could have my makeup done by her daughter, a very good makeup artist.
I said that I would like to do both things.
This morning when I was getting ready to go to my first appointment, I got a call from the woman who was going to do the facial. She said that she was sick and could not meet with me after all, but she said that if I wanted, I could still have my makeup done at the previously appointed time, 11:00 am.
I told her that I was sorry that she was sick but I would like to have the makeup anyway.
Later that morning, I arrived at the salon (in a large mall near where I live) and entered. I asked for the young lady and she stepped up to greet me. She is an attractive young woman, in her mid to late twenties. She was wonderful and she did a terrific job on my makeup! She asked me what I was going to do after I left the salon and she told me that her mother the facial lady was going to give me a free treatment because of the cancellation.
When she finished my makeup, she asked me if I would like to go have coffee with her at a nearby Starbucks. She asked one of the other salon women too, but that person said that she didn't want any right now (she and all the others were VERY nice and told me that they have other CDs who come in on a regular basis).
So the two of us left the salon, walked through the mall, and went into Starbucks where we ordered our coffees (I offered to buy which she graciously accepted). At a table in Starbucks, we talked for over a half an hour. It was wonderful! As I told her, this was the first time I had ever gone out for coffee while dress en femme. We talked about a lot of other things too.
It was a great start for a very happy day.