So yesterday I left the house for the first time. I've been meaning to do it with a friend for a couple of months, but our schedules haven't aligned, so I decided I couldn't wait anymore. Woke up, got myself prettied up. Braved the neighbors, though a little paranoid about that, and drove to the nearest (nice) mall. Along the way I had the window down and was singing along (quietly... cant change the fact that I'm a tenor) to my girliest Spotify mix, and pulled into the mall all the while smiling and making eye contact with the other drivers. It was busy. Fixed my lipstick in the rearview while parked (it wasn't messed, I just really wanted to do that.) Then I got out of the car and strutted across the parking lot in my 3" knee boots to the Nordstrom entrance. Oh, I was also wearing a pair of high waisted skinny jeans and a white chiffon sleeveless blouse. I had my gold, tan and pink patchwork Coach purse that's super yummy as well.
My first interaction with people was a result of poor timing and good manners - two women were a few feet behind me so I held the door. Then I pranced right through Nordstroms and out into the mall. I walked across the entire mall to the Sephora I was at couple weeks ago (in a different post) when I realized that I was in such a rush, I forgot to bring money. Not being ready for dealing with a very boy name on my cards on my first outing, I decided that I would check out all the fuss in the ladies room, then head back. Went into the ladies, nobody batted an eye. There was no air conditioning and I didn't really need to go, so back out I went.
The thing that was amazing, is that I wasn't nervous AT ALL. I was MUCH more nervous at my first waxing appointment on Wednesday (chest/tummy) which turned out to not be as bad as I've heard. It was really the easiest thing in the world. Nobody batted an eye. Nobody looked at me twice. No murmurs or comments... If there were any double takes, I wasn't looking back It was the most liberating thing ever since telling my (fiance at the time) and her accepting me. I even got "miss?"'d while walking past a cosmetics counter.
Few takeaways:
1) No more shopping on Amazon now that I can just go to a store and try things on. I've been increasingly disappointed with online purchases anyhow.
2) Need new wig. Mine is way too "big" to be practical and it's hot as hell under there I almost died in the room with no AC. Would be a disaster trying on clothes. Need to go to wig store DRESSED and try things on (thanks Juliette Noir for that advice)
3) If I'm gonna start buying nice clothes, I think it's time to be realistic about the DD's and scale them back to a more modest C cup.
4) I'm a big girl now!
It's funny, since I made the decision that I was ready to leave the house a few months ago (had a very sad all-dressed-up-with-nowhere-to-go realization one night) I've been super picky about planning my first time out... I wanted it to be so special (I'm such a girl sometimes! LOL) But it happened just as it needed to. I dipped my toes in (if you consider strutting through a busy mall right into the Ladies room dipping and all the stress surrounding that is now gone. I'm sure I didn't pass, but I DEFINITELY blended.
Now I want to do EVERYTHING! I have arrived!
Here's a pic of me on the way there. My wife's response to it was "OMG it's your RBF!"
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