I met up with my aunt the other day, and she took me out for my first manicure. It was the first time she'd seen me since I started transitioning. I had no idea how awesome manicures are! Seriously! My nails are lime green, and my hands are so soft now. I don't think they've been this soft since I was a child (I still am a child, but you know...). And the massage! I had no idea they did that! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh..... it feels so good.
My aunt's pretty well-to-do, and I'm well... poor as ->-bleeped-<-. So she gave me some money, which was really nice. I figured "what the hell," and decided to get my eyebrows waxed. My girlfriends had been telling me to do this for a while now. They didn't take off too much eyebrow; they're still a little bushy. That's way better than what women did in the late nineties, apparently. I don't want pencil-thin eyebrows.
As I was getting waxed, the woman explained to me how eyebrows are not supposed to be identical. "They're sisters, not twins," she said. I think this philosophy carries over to breasts, too.
Aaaaaand, I also bought some blush and mascara. Squeeeee! Princess day!
