High Heels Master class from the lady who runs them for Selfridges. Walking up and down in a studio with a tennis ball held between my thighs. Loads of foot and posture exercises too. After an hour and a half - I was walking beautifully in my 135mm Louboutins...and my 120mm schuhs felt like slippers!
Then armed with a new jumper dress cream lace tights and some new tan boots for walking and shopping...I went to Illamasqua for a fantastic face of makeup...so good I was merrily shopping, trying on shoes and openly on buses and trains and went to a straight bar for a bottle of wine...and passed every time.
This passing thing gets easier. The more confidence you exude - the easier you pass. It was the first time I haven't been scared, shopped femme on my own and taken public transport alone. Got spotted a few times but people just smiled..no stares and none at all on Oxford Street or Regent Street.
A) Can't wait to do it again. I loved every second of it this time. Too many bags on me though.
B) It felt so liberating this time - sometimes you want to get home and safe - this time I was happy out there.
Think I'm ready for clubbing. Got the make up nearly there - time for a full day - London, Shopping, femme....possibly spend the whole weekend and go out every part of it. Bit of a faff but if half as good as yesterday....I probably won't want to change back again!
Certainly put taking it off last night till the last minute and left my gorgeous nude/beige nails on till the last 5 mins. My tights don't count - I always wear them...happily pad about the house with jeans and sheers on.
Jumper dress from Gap...I had my own skinny belt.
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