My job sometimes requires me to travel several times a year, and of course, I took advantage of it.
Most of the clothing that I packed was Linsey's, the rest was the minimal work attire for her SO.
The trip was nearly 300 miles, I checked in to my motel and headed for the location.
6 hours later we were done for the day, thankfully we were all in separate motels.
So back at the room, I unpacked my clothes and laid everything out on the bed.
After a hot shower, a very close shave and lots of body powder, I got dressed.
Those are my favorite moments, when I'm putting on all of those nice garments.
Everything feels so cool and smooth, and it only gets better.
I sit in front of the well lighted mirrors and do my make up. I'll admit that I do the eyebrow
lift, which for me, makes a major difference in the way my face appears, my eyes are more
almond shaped as a result.
A pullover knit blouse and new Wrangler jeans looks nice.
After I secure my hairpiece, I always flip all that long brunette hair back from my face,
in a sort of a "hello there Linsey" way.
I bought some nice and comfy heeled sandals, so I remain less than 6' tall!
Well by this time my belly is sounding it's need for sustenance, so I gather up my few items,
clutch purse, cash, license, and head out the door into the fading twilight.
For some reason, I felt so liberated on this particular trip. I've finally convinced myself that
I'm in control always. And I'm no longer feeling guilty of anything. I feel really good now.
I walk past people, I watch how dad watches me from behind his wife and kids.
And those moments are just that...moments. I just keep on going, on my way to
my favorite little resturaunt for dinner and perhaps a little conversation.
All of my senses are awake, my long hair brushes at my neck and shoulder's, my curvy
figure moves in all the right way's as I casually walk to my car.
Linsey
