Football and Shopping

So having resolved myself the evening before to stop doing andro … because phace it, at this point in my life, andro is really just me being lazy.

22 days after my ffs … I went out in true Amy mode … even though I was just going out to run a few errands, nothing major, just day to day life stuff.

Yes … not the lazy Amy mode of recent times, sans make-up and gloss. Where I attempt to rely on my body language and sparkling personality to convey the look of chica. Whatever. 😛 🙂

But the real Amy mode, where I actually put some effort into my obscenely cutesy presentation. Now granted, real effort for me is still exceedingly moderate by all reasonable standards … as this was “day to day life” prep time, not “trying to look really cute so someone will by me drinks” prep time … so in between keeping track of the Sunday football games, I showered, did my hair, and put on more than just lipstick and gloss. Total prep time was still minimal and would have been shorter but for this terrible HATE-HATE relationship eye liner and I have with one another, well, not so much a hatred for one another, but more its disrespect and refusal for cooperating in its application to my upper and lower lids. You’d think after three years of attempting to wear the krap, I’d have it figured out by now … but nooooooooo !

Oh well.

Then I tossed on an average day to day turtleneck, snug faded jeans, black boots with a 2 inch, but wide, heel … and I was on my way to run some errands.

Within 10 minutes ….

The whole concept of boy-mode, girl-mode, and andro-mode had totally disappeared.

And I was just being me.

Totally, phreaking kewl !

I’ve often heard that you just know when it’s time to go fulltime.

Or that you should go full-time when enough things have changed in your life such that it’s easier to present girl than it is to present boy.

I don’t know …

I think right now … both are true for me.

Meaning … regardless of the answer …

It’s so time.

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4 Comments

  1. Chica,
    it’s like sooo the time for you.

    You’re the last one to figure it out, however. People here, and those around you have been telling you in many ways.

    Shaft told you.

    Ten year old boys told you.

    It’s Time.

    My little girl is all grown up!

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