This is a funny little story that I thought I should share with everyone. Keep in mind, that for the last year and a half, I haven't gotten the chance to dress very much and have only gone out about 1 or 2 other times before this. Also, since we've bought a condo, the conditions of me going out have been slightly different- where I can get ready at home, but really have to change, etc. after I leave the house. With this in mind, enjoy...
Another forum that I'm on was having an outing back on August 30th and I really wanted to go. I missed the meetup in July due to an overload of classwork I took my time getting ready and doing makeup and carefully planning out my outfit to make sure that I looked totally cute (and appropriate). I packed my duffel bag and left the condo plotting where to complete my transformation. I didn't want to go somewhere that I frequent TOO much just in case something happened and anyone got upset, etc. So, I went to a mall that is pretty much on the verge of shutting down (planning on using a bathroom there, then walking through the mall). As it was a Sunday evening the mall was closed- surprisingly the main doors were bolted shut as well. After some careful thinking, I decided to head to a nearby McDonalds. I used the side door and went straight into the men's room. I entered a stall, which I locked promptly and fished out my denim pencil skirt, purple top, and black peep-toe heels. I stuffed my bra and put on my outfit quietly. A couple of people came in and out using the urinals (my heart was beating hard and rapid). After the coast was clear I stepped in front of the mirror and adjusted my wig and applied my lipstick. I hadn't felt this excited about being dressed in a long time and it really caused me to remember how much I love going out dressed. With no other incidents, I left the bathroom and strode confidently towards my car. It was at this point that I notice 4 guys hanging outside of their car smoking cussing and chowing down on McDonald's food- right next to my car! All I figured I could do at this point was to just proceed and be on my way. As I approached my door, the guys stepped aside and smiled and one looked me up and down and smiled and spoke. I flashed him a quick smile and a girly "how you doin'" (Wendy Williams style!). As I was backing out, I did hear his friends tease him with "you know that's a guy right?". I didn't care- I felt thrilled.
I had to park a couple of blocks from the bar that I was meeting my other friends at and walk. I passed another young couple as I was walking and they spoke politely as they passed. The girls that I met up with were great- it was my first time meeting them. I needed to leave after about an hour as I needed to get home to my wife. It was slightly disappointing that the night had to end so quickly, but it was well worth it.
What a great time- I can't wait to do it again. Although I used to go out dressed all the time, since I hadn't done it in a while, I will admit that I was nervous again- as if it was my first time. After a while, the confidence started coming back- and a big margarita didn't hurt that at all!
Originally Posted by Kathi Lake
