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Sunday, April 23, 2017

day three


4/23/17            On A Lighter Side

Jane has begun buying me leggings again, I believe it began again this past Christmas. She had made comment about how she didn’t know what to get for me, and I jokingly told her she could always buy me some leggings.

 I wear leggings around the house a lot, and to the Walmart down the road. It is a Walmart populated by mostly college kids and in the 2 years we have lived there I have only seen one person I kind of knew. I was in a t-shirt and these orange leggings that were almost kind of see threw so I doubled up with a white pair underneath. Now these are ankle length leggings that I usually will fold up to just below my knee so they are capris length. So, on this day I had these bright orange leggings with a think white cuff just below my knee, I was also wearing a blue t-shirt and tan knee highs, to give you a complete picture. I am in the grocery section walking up the aisle just between grocery and the clothing sections, and that aisle is always a double aisle with displays halving it up, and I see this guy walk buy. I still couldn’t tell you his name, we just kind of head nodded at each other and kept walking. I have no idea if he saw my leggings or not with the way the aisle was, and I didn’t look back. He was a guy that use to work at the chemical plant with me, but back to my main train of thought.       

I wear leggings a lot, and surprisingly the kids have never given me a hard time about it or asked me or Jane anything in regards to them. I began with yoga pants and over the last 2 years or so I wear all shades and shapes of leggings with t-shirts, or sweaters depending on the weather. My point being, it’s the kids I must get by.

I ran out to my car one day for something, and just threw on the first pair of shoes I could find in the shoe box. (an end table type box that is about half open on the two long sides) Those shoes happen to be black ballet flats, after retrieving my phone or whatever it was I went out there for, it slipped my mind to take them back off and Jim notices, because he notices everything expect the mess in his room. “Are you wearing girl shoes?” I immediately retort, no I am wearing my shoes, take them off and put them back in the shoe box, but I knew the damage was done.

Damaging

            Setting the personas aside, the regular day to day side dressing we will call it (girl clothes in guy mode, leggings and t-shirts for example) isn’t much of an issue if the kids don’t question it. Jane doesn’t want to confuse them, and it kills her for them to notice I am not wearing typical male attire. This understandable, to a point, I believe, seeing me walk around in high heels would be very questionable. However, I also believe they are smarter and more open than she gives them credit for. 

I suppose the way I see it, if I am not hurting them or embarrassing them or anyone I am with (in public places or when company is over) then what does it matter what me or you or any of us wear, if we are not exposing ourselves.

            Interestingly, they have never said anything about my knee highs I usually wear with my leggings, at least when I have shoes on. I try not to make it obvious when I am putting them on, they have walked in on me and thought nothing of it.  Jinni tried to laugh at me one time for having a purse which I refer to as a bag, but I just stopped and asked why would it be ok for her to carry a bag and not me, she replied that she was a girl. I questioned what that had to do with needing something to tote your stuff in, which seemed to make complete sense to her at the time, thankfully.  Maddie is also perfectly happy painting my toe nails but that is a barrier that was broken down long before my crossdressing was ever an issue.

            I remember one time not long after we started dating, she had taken the day off and we were going to do some shopping. Jim however woke up sick so he stayed home. We still went shopping and Jane was perfectly fine with me wearing a t-shirt, short shorts and tan pantyhose with tennis shoes. Jim never made any comments to me about what I was wearing, he was only five then.  Side note, I am still amazed I went to Tallahassee’s biggest mall wearing that and didn’t run into someone I knew.

            So yeah, I have a LOT of leggings and a lot of tan knee highs. Over the past couple of months, it has been difficult for me to go barefoot, I get a terrible pain in my heels. It isn’t uncommon and most drug stores carry heel pad inserts for this type thing. I would love to wear my ballet flats around the house too, but apparently, they are just too feminine, so I am usually in tennis shoes.

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