Hay all.
I have been reading some thread and again was reminded of the feeling I get when out dressed and I am treated as a women.
Like when you get Mam'ed , or , when someone holds a door open for you and they say there you go miss, when someone says I look so pretty or sexy today, ya stuff like that. Or I will pass by a mirror as see Christina walk next to me and think she look good today and then , realise lol that that's me. I get that every time I go out at least once and it makes me glow. Then I think how strange it is when I feel that cuz, a man should not think something that makes you feel fem is a good thing , After I feel that I get all warm inside and sometimes I giggle to myself.
Now that my look is more gelling better I get that feeling more and more. I think it's cuz I have this new wig, The White one that one of my Girl friends (she shall remain nameless (Roberta M) said I looked like a grandmother. What is one to do with ones girl friends anyhow......
I think when your so happy with your look you will be happier then you ever thought you could before. I am at a high in my dressing that I love every minute of it. I am even the next time I am home going to start looking for a limo driving job I can do while dressed. I am going to go to the job Interview dress of course and (see) if they will hire me. If nothing else I will do another thing that's a first for me. I love to do new things dressed and I will never stop that.
So have you experienced the same thing I have described too. If so tell us all about it.
I think the first time I felt that way was last summer when My steering wheel pump started screaming and went to a min-lube and asked if they could fix it. I pretended not to know any thing about cars and let them tell me what's wrong. I knew of course and the guy came over to me and said " Ok Mam the problem is that your power steering pump was low on oil and I have my guy working on it. " Then he said " Now miss is there any thing else you want us to do like give you car an oil change." I said no in a daze cuz that was the first time anyone said Mam or miss. I figured he call me miss the second time is cuz I saw he sneaked a look and my ring hand and saw I had no wedding ring. But that's just a guess.
I was walking on cloud nine and as a girl friend said just today to me I am probably the one girl here who's been in the pink fog the longest and I guess she is right , It lightens up form time to time but for the most part I have been rocking in the fog for ohhh I would say a full year maybe more now.
So what was your first Fem-felling out dressed, or in of doors ?