Home Alone

I mentioned in my earlier post about the Tranny joy of being home alone unsupervised. Well I will confess to having got everything out and tried every workable combination for colour match etc. I thought I had next Thursday sussed but having re-tried everything I am not so sure. Stuck between halterneck satin top and pencil skirt and the paisley dress you can see on the right. Both have got adequate shoe matching and I shall seek the advice of the girls I know - after all, they ought to know best, right? To complicate matters I spoke to an old girly chum this morning and hinted about the mini gathering to celebrate my make over and she was totally flumoxed.

I guess the reason is because the last three people I came out to had already worked it out for themselves. And whilst this lass has made a couple of cracks about trying her clothes on, she seems oblivious to the hints I have made. I'm going to phone her in a minute and explain once and for all....

Anyway - delightful to spend the entire day fully dressed and made up and ventured as far as the off-licence to get some wine and ciggies. Bloke there called me Miss. Awwww...bless.

Update: spoke to chum and she had got it and was waiting for me to spell it out. Deed done. She hadn't had an inking but thought it was cool especially as she is my shoe size and takes the same size skirts as me. Said she might get skirt envy with me and all my pencil skirts...lol