Today was a rite of passage mixed with a very good day. It started with a very good night with my dog. He slept well, making me sleep well. Then onto breakfast out where I'm wearing a new lacy blouse, which is new for me, as I usually wear cute t-shirts. Afterwards I went to my doctor and had more pellets put in. My next appointment is in six months. Yes, you read that right. We've gotten to the point where that's how little maintainence I need. I don't even take Spiro any more, yay. Then afterwards the rite of passage.
I picked up my mom and we went to The Perfect Fit for my first bra. The ladies were very nice, and tried hard to use the correct pronouns. I learned I am not an A, I'm somewhere between an A and a B. She called my size 36 B with a cookie meaning it had some padding. I wore the bra out and will be buying more online. My mom bought by first one. We hugged and continued my day.
Next was for a seamstress to adjust a blouse and a jacket. These are for two different options for a formal event. With the bra, I actually fit them well. One is black velvet with pink sequence, and the other is a blue and pink formal Chinese jacket. I'm not sure which I will wear. I do know I'm wearing some black suede boots adorned with stars and pearls on it though which I got at a rediculously low clearance.
After that lunch to celebrate, where I was gendered correctly with my mom to see. I loved that. After this, eyebrow threading, then extra makeup where the clerk told my mom I applied my makeup very well, when I was away. My mom was really happy from this.
Tomorrow night is a haircut at the salon for the family reunion next week. Oh, and my dog is having a fantastic day. I am flying high.
Days like today and you think, life isn't hard. Transitioning isn't even hard!
Bari Jo
