Yesterday I had a full day of femme. Had lunch and then a day of shopping with several of my friends, all but one CDs. We shopped at the largest mall in the area and had no issues at all short of finding a shoes store that stocked size 12.
After shopping and a few hours to rest up we all met at a local club and partied until well after midnight. As I drove home, my wife sleeping in the car beside me, My bra strap slipped down my shoulder for the umpteenth time that day. Thats when it hit me. The bra, hose, earrings, dress etc. that I was wearing were being worn for their purpose, not because of any attraction to the actual garment. It was the experience of being out and expressing my feminine self that was the attraction, not the clothes. I have really felt this way for a while, but last night was when it hit home. Why now? I really can't say, but maybe it was the completeness of the experience. I had done everything that day en femme. Had lunch and dinner, shopped, and went clubbing with friends. At the clubs I was confident and happy. I went to the girls room and even stood in line with GG's waiting for a stall to become available. I chatted with them, no problem. In the past if I went to the girls room if there was even one girl in line I would turn around and wait for a clear run at a stall, but not anymore.
So that is the 'Zen' spot, I know no longer do this for the attraction to the clothes, Clothes, bra's hose, even makeup are just aides in the process of the everyday life of a girl and I am now happy to say I fully understand and appreciate it, they are for me as well.
sweet!!
