The other day I had a couple of hours home alone time so put on bra, forms , knickers, hose and my LBD finished off with modest heels. As the title suggests, like Goldilocks I found myself thinking that everything was just right. I felt in my comfort zone. A creature in their element. Me in my natural state.
I think it's a measure of just how my dressing has matured and become second nature. I felt it in the way I moved, no conscious thought needed to walk in heels, no male residue in my mannerisms.
I'm sure many others experience times like this. Femininity takes over and suddenly all is right, at least for a while.
