It’s funny how things go sometimes, I have a fairly long standing friendship, wouldn’t say ultra close but close enough, spurned from an unsuccessful attempt at asking her out on a date – she was already spoken for) with a girl at work and for the past week or so we have been chatting quite a lot using the instant messenger function the company as thoughtfully provided us with about outfits (she may have guessed I am trans given the conversations, she like me is an engineer and savvy enough to figure things out, but I haven’t told her directly) it has been utterly fantastic, dresses, shoes and all sorts.
We were discussing a number of dresses and bits and pieces that she wanted for a night out and her desire to wear a tux to a black tie do the other day and what shoes to go with it, things like that, it was fab. The great thing is that she thinks so too, her parting comment was “It's brilliant to be able to talk with you about clothes, shoes and engines” (she is a fellow petrol head and also a biker).
When I eventually come out fully I will be telling her ahead of the rest of the work crowd.