Let Me Buy My Brocolli!

I have....had curly hair, I always wanted to see what it would like professionally done, and long. I remember thinking why can't I have long hair like that -it looks so nice. My mother said, "Boys have short hair, girls have long hair"  (I had a lot of gender questions growing up. Why can't I wear makeup too? Why can't I wear a dress?)  Sorry mom, I now have long curly hair.

I ordered myself a nice wig. I'm excited. I have more hair options. These (wigs I have) are considered costume wigs, but for now they are fine for me. It's from the same company as my other one, and I'm happy with that one.

I also ordered some more makeup and clothes online, they should be here in a couple days if my last orders are any indications. That's right mailman...more awkwardness on your part.

I had planned just ordering makeup and miscellaneous things, but the girl at the store messed up something and didn't activate my pre-paid credit card properly. So I have to go back and talk to someone at that store to make sure I get my 100 dollars. back.  Depressed that I couldn't have my things now, I broke out my real credit card and ordered both from walmart and my new wig.  It was impulsive. It was silly, but that's not changing my excitement.

I had to go to work for a couple hours today. I wore my pink tights under my pants. I doubt anyone could see them, but it felt so exciting. Not sexually, but a feeling of, well...I'm still wearing them...if anyone sees me so be it! After work I went to the grocery store, and completely forgot I was wearing anything "different" than I normally would.  These absences of awkwardness make me feel good when I reflect on it. Like, I just walked through a store wearing pantyhose.. I have bra lines still on my torso. My junk is tucked for no reason but me knowing it is. Nobody know it. Nobody gives a damn. Let me buy my broccoli, and be on my way.

Another day, another update. Feel free to comment. I don't bite.

-Cintia