Yep, the other day i was busted well kind of not all the way though. while my mom was at work i finally felt like dressing up after a long time. i wore a pair of my shorts, my mom's bra and a tight 95 percent cotton and 5 percent spandex shirt that looked absolutely sexy along with my hair that finally grew out a little bit for me to have a chance to form a somewhat feminine look. so there i was looking at myself in the mirror wondering where my mom keeps her other make up. the make up she leaves home whenever she goes out. i searched through her set and i only found a lip gloss and a mascara. i applied both and there i was out and about right to my balcony. i don't know if it counts as going out dressed since i was technically outside and inside of my house in the same time. maybe it just means i was outside only 50 percent? i don't know. anyways, the feeling of walking out to the balcony dressed up all pretty with my hair made up and everything felt like i was someone else. i felt like a girl in every single cell of my body especially when people looked and kept walking about their own business just as if i was another girl chilling on the balcony. it felt wired in a good way how no one cared whats so ever, it absolutely gave me the freedom to be myself to the fullest. funny thing is what i didn't realize at first was the way i was fixing my mascara and touching up my lip gloss in a feminine manner. it was an amazing day. then when my mom got home she looked at me and asked me if i was using her make up and i said yes. apparently when i was washing of the mascara i didn't wash everything of and left several spots under my eyes. my mom kinda of made a laugh out of it since she thought i didn't know how to use the make up properly but that was about it. no big deal, or thoughts of hers thinking i might be transgendered. so this instance plus a few months back when i put a dress in front of her and she still didn't say or ask me anything along the lines of me associating with the opposite gender or is she just in denial. i don't know what she thinks. for all i know it seems as if she takes it all as a joke. kinda like im playing around and being the funny guy.
any thoughts?