Left one of my camisoles in the dryer. My sister found and thought someone else in our 3 tenement house was using it. Had to admit it was mine, and that was the end of it.
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Left one of my camisoles in the dryer. My sister found and thought someone else in our 3 tenement house was using it. Had to admit it was mine, and that was the end of it.
I have to have my morning walk, 45 minutes to an hour. Sadly, not, umm, dressed to impress.
I'll take the 5th on this subject.
My old landlord would ask me to clean out apartments whenever some one moved out. Got a few nice pieces that way.
I definitely prefer to blend. Or at least keep them guessing
This has been floating around for a while:
"At age 20, we worry about what others think of us. At 40, we don't care what they think of us. At 60, we discover that they haven't been thinking of us...
The only thing I worry about are my panties, bras and pantyhose after I wash them. I hang them on a big CD rack and cover it with a bathrobe.
See my signature. it's what I tell myself. Or maybe it's just what was once a vice is now a habit.
I'm full time 24/7. I only have women's clothes. If one was to put a label on my wardrobe it would be androgynous. Everything was chosen from the ladies' section.
If people are talking about me... at least it's an intelligent conversation.
Had an older assistant at a Rainbow store tell me "Don't be shy, come back anytime". It was one of my earliest forays, and yes, I was nervous.
That sums it up for me as well. Is what I'm wearing from the women's side of the aisle? Yes? Then all is well in the world.
Don't really keep track. All I'm sure of is I live by this sentiment:
“Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen and six , result happiness.
Annual income twenty pounds,...
After looking at my little buddy here I want to come back as a comfortable and overfed house cat
After seeing this thread I have no idea why she came to mind
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I'm trying to fathom the mysteries of mascara
I have no compunction about going to a yard sale and asking if anything for sale would fit me.
^^^^^^This!!^^^^^^^^
When I'm dressed I feel like I'm ready for anything
OK, so it's not clothing, but lip gloss
1964. Really started noticing the world around me at 7-8 years old. 1970's? They were great!
Kool and the Gang "Ladies' Night"
I'm listening to it even as I type
Not exactly a cross dressing song, but a lot of fun
I dress, though you may have to look close to notice it. That's as far as I want to take it.
My shirts that button on the left
I've switched from beer to wine