Lunch with the guys, in girl's jeans & trainers, guy sport coat covered my somewhat bulging bra. No one noticed, everyone was glad to see me back after surgery (successful prostatectomy). Then Starbucks for coffee & email, carrying my American Eagle canvas purse, which is just big enough for my laptop. Changed into Anne Klein brown pencil skirt, red girl's polo (St John's Bay from Penney's), Rain Forest Native bead necklace, 3-tone brown leather American Eagle flats--good color match to the purse. Have shaved my legs smooth as silk (almost) for this warm weather, but of course didn't shave the handlebar mustache, because I've had it nearly 4 decades and I can't get it back overnight.
Then shopping at my favorite place, Act II Resale boutique, Stella Link & Braeswood. The owner greeted me warmly, noting that it has been a while. I tried on beacuoup couture, found 7 great skirts, dresses, blouses, all heavily discounted, most a clearance prices, and all fit well & fill gaps in my wardrobe. You'd think that a wardrobe that fills a closet would have no gaps--if you were a guy. But of course you ladies know better.
Now, I'm sitting on the upstairs terrace at Benjy's in Rice Village, still en femme. Gorgeous day, warm, a few streaky clouds, sunset within the hour. I beat the happy hour rush a little, so got a seat. Now it's packed--lots of 20- & 30-somethings. Groups of gals, groups of guys, mixed groups. Enjoying warm pecan-crusted goat cheese cakes; agadashi with rice, bok shoy & ginger, and a split of Claiborne & Churchill 2008 Central Coast Dry Gewurzraminer.
Life is sweet. My wife is a little peeved--she knew I was going to town today, but apparently I didn't give her enough warning that I would stay for dinner to avoid the afternoon rush hour commute. She said she may not be home when I arrive, because she has some shopping to do tonight. So maybe I will go home en femme, hope the neighbors don't notice, carry in my purchases and change at home. Wouldn't that be great?
Unless she catches me, which would upset her significantly. She knows about my CDing, wants to stay in denial, and hence doesn't know about my public excursions.
Wish me luck!
Originally Posted by Lainie
