In spite of the onrushing golf/short season, and against my own protestations the past few days, I gave myself a nice close shave from my hips down to my toes tonight. This morning, I shaved chest, lower back, belly, bikini area, underarms. Tonight, dolled up in Old Navy Collection stretch lil’ black dress, DKNY silver diamond pattern tights, parts tucked tight into a shaper foundation panty to flatten my bulges, so to speak. It’s OK “Prom” 5-inch spike heel, sterling western “squash blossom” earring, and a silver starfish on a thin chain that mom bought for SO, but that she promptly regifted to me — likewise the cat/onyx bracelet the year before. Crossdressing can be a little strange. Stay away from it in earnest for a few days, and it comes back like a wave. I feel pretty tonight.
mood: slight buzz, plants are in dormancy at moment, gathering strength for the spring bloom I will force in a couple more weeks. Smoking like a fiend, barely a buzz. Good thing I like the taste anyway, she says.
Kisses – KM