It's not every day things like this happen.
In fact its been 3 years or so since something very much like this happened.
Me and the Mrs don't really see eye to eye on the whole crossdressing deal.
Aside from the fact that she's not really into it, in that, while she does not encourage me to do it or like that I do it, she understands what it is for me to dress. She knows that this is just part of who I am and that I need this in my life...
Me and the Mrs don't really see eye to eye on the whole crossdressing deal.
Aside from the fact that she's not really into it, in that, while she does not encourage me to do it or like that I do it, she understands what it is for me to dress. She knows that this is just part of who I am and that I need this in my life...
Aside from this, we have somewhat different styles for the most part, we share the same tastes in more expensive clothes, which I don't have any of, but I still like em ;)
But for the most part she wears whatever is bang on trend, floaty pastel colours mainly, rocky edge stuff.
She's fucking cool, let's put it that way.
I on the other hand, tend to dress in very form fitting, low cut or high hemmed (never both) almost trashy but still kinda classy, sexy without showing too much kind of clothes. Leopard print and sexy office wear would sum it up quite well.
You've seen my pics ;)
Anyhow, she comes home from a shopping trip, and as normal she shows me each item in her haul.
(Turns out H&M had a sale on).
So she starts showing me all these lovely things she's bought, all of which were great.
Of course there were items I would have liked her to 'get one for me', but they were all more her style, but still very nice stuff. Then she pulls out a Sonic the Hedgehog tshirt for me, being a Sega child of the 90's I loved it, any self respecting geek (moi) would have.
Then she continues to show me her haul, item by item.
Then she pulls out a dress that was on sale in H&M, she pulled it out and my heart sank, it was exactly my kind of thing. Short, but not slutty, black mesh from shoulder to bust line, grey jersey material with black leatherette bodycon strips down the sides.
I had to get my point across and drop a hint to go out and get me one soon, so I tried my luck as hard as I could,
"They didn't have any in my size did they?" I Asked.
Her reply stunned me
"Errr, this is your size... you think I would wear something like this?"
Partially offended, but overwhelmed with gratitude and joy, the best I could muster came out...
"Thankyou so much".
She hasn't bought me any girl clothes of her own volition since she found out, that's over 3 years ago. She's bought me clothes I've asked for, or put together an outfit at my request - personal shopper style, that was nice but not really my thing. I didn't feel right in it.To have her see something and think of me, part of me anyway, meant the absolute world.
But for the most part she wears whatever is bang on trend, floaty pastel colours mainly, rocky edge stuff.
She's fucking cool, let's put it that way.
I on the other hand, tend to dress in very form fitting, low cut or high hemmed (never both) almost trashy but still kinda classy, sexy without showing too much kind of clothes. Leopard print and sexy office wear would sum it up quite well.
You've seen my pics ;)
Anyhow, she comes home from a shopping trip, and as normal she shows me each item in her haul.
(Turns out H&M had a sale on).
So she starts showing me all these lovely things she's bought, all of which were great.
Of course there were items I would have liked her to 'get one for me', but they were all more her style, but still very nice stuff. Then she pulls out a Sonic the Hedgehog tshirt for me, being a Sega child of the 90's I loved it, any self respecting geek (moi) would have.
Then she continues to show me her haul, item by item.
Then she pulls out a dress that was on sale in H&M, she pulled it out and my heart sank, it was exactly my kind of thing. Short, but not slutty, black mesh from shoulder to bust line, grey jersey material with black leatherette bodycon strips down the sides.
I had to get my point across and drop a hint to go out and get me one soon, so I tried my luck as hard as I could,
"They didn't have any in my size did they?" I Asked.
Her reply stunned me
"Errr, this is your size... you think I would wear something like this?"
Partially offended, but overwhelmed with gratitude and joy, the best I could muster came out...
"Thankyou so much".
She hasn't bought me any girl clothes of her own volition since she found out, that's over 3 years ago. She's bought me clothes I've asked for, or put together an outfit at my request - personal shopper style, that was nice but not really my thing. I didn't feel right in it.To have her see something and think of me, part of me anyway, meant the absolute world.
I was beginning to think we were falling into a DADT (Don't ask, don't tell) arrangement, but I've never in 9 years with her, been so surprised at anything she has bought for me.
Especially when I didn't even hint, she just straight up went and got it, and I LOVE it.
She absolutely nailed it.
Only trouble now....
I need to one-up her surprise.
The bitch.
Updated 14/08/14
I took these photos a couple of weeks ago, but forgot to update the blog.
So just for the sake of posterity, here you go
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Especially when I didn't even hint, she just straight up went and got it, and I LOVE it.
She absolutely nailed it.
Only trouble now....
I need to one-up her surprise.
The bitch.
Updated 14/08/14
I took these photos a couple of weeks ago, but forgot to update the blog.
So just for the sake of posterity, here you go
Don't forget to hit that follow button xx
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