It said 12, but must have been a 10...honest!

How come one dress size 12 dress from Warehouse fits me and another doesn't?

Had to get a 14 instead....grrrrr

Anyway - spoke to my friend who is interviewing me on Tuesday and he's desperate to know what I'll be in.
Lets be honest - this is more about an excuse to buy and wear smart office-wear (which I adore) and see if I can wangle working femme for day...!

I always used to fantasise in my 20s and 30s about going out dressed, clubbing dressed, shopping dressed and even going whole days fully made up.
Bit by bit with the odd nudge it has all come true.

So I shall meet 'A' at 2pm-ish and have the 'interview' at 2.30. After that off for a mooch around the shops (yes, all girl) and then I shall get a makeup top up from Illamasqua and pootle off to meet 'F'.

The good thing is I can take a day off like this. Slightly scary thing is that I'm meeting 'A' by the office....and I have to cross London on the Central Line daytime.

Mind you - when I last travelled on public transport in a dress all the blokes did was stare at my legs.

So BIG day next week - yet another boundary pushed, yet another dream and another escalation.

truth be told - 'passing' is addictive and a lot of it is in your head. So Chin up, tits forward and avoid sunglasses...
The fun of going out femme is sharing it with like minded people to give you confidence and to lark about with.
A chum to shop and dress with is a bonus.....and next week is going to be awesome. Plus 'F' promised me dinner if she doesn't recognise me and I am certain she won't recognise me!

'Interview' dress
I have as many 'work' dresses as I do work suits.