[size=3]Do any of you feel stupid after dressing? Sometimes I do. I mean I look forward to it. I enjoy it. The putting it all together that is. I love choosing the outfit. Primping the wig. Applying the makeup. Putting on a great pair of heels. Then I look in the mirror, and there it is. A man in a dress. That looks like a woman! It’s hard to explain, but sometimes after I am all done dressing I ask myself what the hell are you doing? [/size]
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[size=3]But that’s like my other hobby – building trucks. I LOVE designing and building them. Taking them out for a spin and enjoying them. But then I want to get a different one and build it too. For me it’s in the design, preparation and construction. The final product is always really cool – but I know there can be cooler. If that makes any sense.[/size]
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[size=3]I say this because I had the house to myself on Monday. I was all excited about being Jennifer for a day. I was going to go do some shopping, whatever I felt like. So I got up early and showered and shaved and everything. Chose my hosiery – my favorite item. Then I chose the rest of my outfit. A miniskirt, a light top, and some strappy 3” heels. I sat down in front of the mirror and put my makeup on. Then the wig. Ever notice how much better makeup looks once you put the wig on? Anyway, next step was to slip into my shoes and then out to my truck for some adventure.[/size]
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[size=3]I never left the house. I had a diet coke trying to decide on where to go and what to do. Then I said to myself, this is stupid. What the hell am I doing? I’ve got lots of other stuff I could be getting accomplished. After about an hour of being dressed I was in front of the mirror removing my makeup. I kept my suntan L’eggs Sheer Energy sheer to waist hose on, and put on a micro pair of womens shorts and one of his t-shirts. Then my 3” open toe slides from Payless and proceeded to take care of stuff around the farm.[/size]
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[size=3]And that’s all I really wanted. To see my painted toes beneath the hosiery, my long legs glistening in the sun with the short-shorts on. Around noon I decided I was hungry and changed shoes into man shoes and went and got something to eat. Picked up some beer and went back home to my activities. [/size]
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[size=3]So I don’t know if Jennifer is going away or what. I feel like I am a crossdresser from the waist down sometimes. I wear pantyhose and shorts every day, everywhere, work, play, home, you name it. As a man. High heels usually only at home or as Jennifer. I wish that would change sometimes. But at the same time I LONG to become Jennifer. I have so much fun putting it all together.[/size]
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[size=3]And it’s not that I look bad when I am done. But lately I see a MAN in a dress. Not Jennifer. Maybe it’s because hosiery is my favorite item and I wear hose every day in the open that I feel less of a need to be Jennifer. Where before, Jennifer was the only way I could feel the breeze on my legs. I don’t know. I am nowhere NEAR a purge – I love all of my girl stuff. It just seems that lately, I am better at being Mike than I am Jennifer. What do you think?[/size]