Since becoming a member at Susan's, I have enjoyed reading about people's
"first time" experiences, like trips to the makeup section, dressing up
for evening walks through town and my favorite, girls night out.
I was always envious of the courage I have read about here.
The least difficult for me was buying the clothes. I always had bought clothes
for my GF and if I ever was asked if I needed assistance I would've
used that excuse and told them she is my size. But I never had to use the excuse.
Buying makeup was difficult cuz I was using the mirrors to match shades to my
skin tone, etc... just really taking an interest in what I was looking for...It was sooo
obvious that the makeup was for me, so I felt uncomfortable with all the GG's around,
but I got through it.
...Baby steps I know, but I am taking them,
and someone here at Susan's who has become dear to me has noticed.
and although she feels that she only did what any kind soul here at Susan's
would do, she did do it. She encouraged me, and her words of
encouragement have gotten me to be my best, and right now my best may not be
good enough in the eyes of others, but it is good enough for me. I think I
really got a taste of what self acceptance feels like thanks to her,
!It felt better than...Um! nevermind.
I took another step forward saturday night and had my first girls night out.
It was with my GF. We went to a local dance club. When I was near the door
I was freaking but after I got inside I was feeling better. I got a
strawberry daiquiri at the bar (first time ever having one, tasted great)
and I walked around the club just looking for peoples strange reactions
and you know what, I didn't see any the whole night...I was just another girl
at the club and it felt great, I really felt alive. By the end of the night
I had all the confidence I needed. I stopped off at a dunkin's for a coffee
where there were people hanging out after the club, and there also nobody looked
at me strangely. I am still glowing from the experience...I never knew I had it in me.
Thank You Sweetheart.
oh! before I forget this is what I looked like when I left my house.
The club lights were a lot less revealing than this flash though
so this camera isn't doing me any justice.
Nicole
