Well in a twist on "the norm"...... My wife keeps raiding my makeup bag, stealing my new panties, and to add insult to injury, today I had to go running in a bathing suit because she was wearing my (boy) running shorts. Oh well, considering everything I'll just chock this up as a good sign. lol

Quote from: melissa42013 on August 13, 2011, 10:54:22 PM
Well in a twist on "the norm"...... My wife keeps raiding my makeup bag, stealing my new panties, and to add insult to injury, today I had to go running in a bathing suit because she was wearing my (boy) running shorts. Oh well, considering everything I'll just chock this up as a good sign. lol

Wow, well just talk to her about it, im sure she has her reasons.

(You look like this girl I know, you're very pretty)

Welcome to the club. I can never find my makeup because my wife is always using it.

The trick is to have stuff she doesn't like or colors that don't suit her.

Sisters do this kind of stuff all the time. If it really troubles you talk to her about it. Remember that if she borrows your stuff you should be able to borrow her's too, right?

Someones been going through my stuff too lately. Maybe my 17 year old dautgher or my soon to be ex-wife when she comes to see the kids.

My ex-wife probably would have done that.   As it is, we usually go shopping together once or twice a week.

That said, my girlfriends know where my emergency makeup is in my purse and they raid it constantly!  Not that I mind, but still...

Quote from: Zoë Natasha on August 14, 2011, 02:22:58 AM
My ex-wife probably would have done that.   As it is, we usually go shopping together once or twice a week.

That said, my girlfriends know where my emergency makeup is in my purse and they raid it constantly!  Not that I mind, but still...

you coud be right. My wife and I just when the store together she did like a lot the stuff bought.

That sounds like a great situation to be in, you'll just have to suggest she buys the styles and colours you like when you shop together.

Karen.

Or, encourage her to buy some new clothes. Since she can borrow yours and it fits well, then chances are you can borrow hers! Definitely a great situation although I think I would draw the line at shared underwear...

Quote from: xxJuliaxx on August 13, 2011, 11:15:14 PM
(You look like this girl I know, you're very pretty)

Thanks! *blush* working on it. That pict was actually my first time ever with makeup and dressing up. I just did it to see if I could pass. It was back at Easter and I was getting worried that the HRT changes would only get me so far and then I would be "stuck". I've gotten further with the HRT but set a weight goal for the next rounds of picts. I only want to give the dysphoria so much of a leash.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not mad she is taking it. I think it's funny and ironic. She is now at a point where she accepts the transition and isn't freaking out (even now that i'm a b-cup) so I will take that any day! Hell if she leaves it the cost will be a lot more than a couple hundred dollars in makeup! (that stuff is expensive!!)

I never liked dressing because the reflection was just too painful for me. Now I just don't want to feed "the monster" and dress. I'm just plugging along until more people call me mam than sir and then I will make the change. This also gives my wife and family plenty of time to adjust.

I don't know if I'd call it a good sign. I had the same thing happen to me, and she would buy me clothes. But it was largely her way of controlling me, by removing things from my wardrobe that she didn't like me wearing and adding things that she did.

*is thankful that Sevan doesn't do makeup*

Quote from: cynthialee on August 14, 2011, 06:46:35 PM
*is thankful that Sevan doesn't do makeup*

I wish I didn't have to do makeup (need a laser in my face). My S.O. steals everything: heat protectant, body wash, clothes, eyeshadow, girl clothes, left over comfy boy shirts...

Quote from: EmmaM on August 14, 2011, 07:26:24 PM
I wish I didn't have to do makeup (need a laser in my face).

That's my lip and chin after 14 laser sessions.   There are very (and I mean VERY) few people who get to see me without copious amounts of foundation and powder.

Mine steals my things but they wind up in the trash or at Goodwill. She does not approve of me having anything girly and is openly opinionated about how she feels. But then she feels bad about it afterwards and tries to talk to me-usually after the wall is back up.

I know first hand that Melissa is telling the truth and it's probably worse than she has stated...lol.  Ask Melissa about when she and I went shopping at WalMart and buying her wife panties so she would leave hers alone!

Quote from: JessicaH on August 14, 2011, 09:07:42 PM
I know first hand that Melissa is telling the truth and it's probably worse than she has stated...lol.  Ask Melissa about when she and I went shopping at WalMart and buying her wife panties so she would leave hers alone!

LOL what a story!

Yea, Jessica was visiting and we went to walmart (guy mode) to get groceries, etc. My wife asked me to get her a pack of the panties because she liked them but wanted a slightly different style. I went down the aisle while jessica waited nervously with the cart like we were getting ready to rob the little bank in walmart or somethiing. While I was digging through the racks to find the right size and style a walmart employee started stocking the same shelf. A few momennt later I had found the prize and turned to show jessica but she was gone. Damn I thought, the bitch ran when she saw the employee. So I walked out into the main aisle with the bag of undies and spotted her 50' ahead-  she has run and left me! So as I got closer I yelled out, "we're in luck! I found the right size panties and held them high in the air.." she just about fainted and I threw them in the cart. We she veers off to the boxers section and starts showing me some new style as if we either cared plus she hasn't worn mens underwear in years. Lol... so we finish shoppping and head tto the register and she suddenly veers off to check on "her prescription". I called BS on that one but she left anyways. Well in the line I throw everything up on the counter and watch the lady deliberately ring up everything but the undies which she pushed forward so the guy behind me could see. You could see his mind going a million directions with it. I thought the whole thing was funny. I am comfortable with who I am now and I would have welcome a smart ass comment from either of them but unfortunately they didn't speak up. So I check out and lean against the wall waiting on jessica, then realize she is going to hide until she is damn well sure I am through the line. So I had to text her and tell her it was safe to come back... lol, the whole thing was really funny but six months ago I would have had to move to a different town...lol. the really funny thing was that they really were for my wife.....THIS TIME... (I apologize for typos. My internet went down and my droid keys are sticking thanks to my toddler son who washed my phone for me in applejuice today!) I really do love my life now...its so much more fun than being a normal boring corporate executive....should have listened to my GID years ago....lol

LOL that story is just too good and made me smile. When I am shopping now I just don't care what other people think. The stock clerk started stocking panties the last time I bought some and I just went on with my search, found what I needed and checked out. I do remember a time when that was not the case so I can relate.

Randi

Lol, great story. My wife and I went to Mark & Spencers for my birthday when we were in the UK as we both love their underwear. We clearly don't wear the same size or style (I like high cut and she likes those boy short style) so the front counter is always a bit of an interesting experience as I clearly present as male at this point. Best birthday ever. I won't forget the store attendant. Very nice bloke and he didn't miss a thing but you wouldn't have known it. I think it was the bright pink, yellow, and baby blue socks I bought that gave it away. 

On those occasions when I would convince myself "this wearing women's clothes has to stop!" my purge consisted of taking my girl stuff out of my drawers and putting it in my wife's drawers.  She always liked my taste and appreciated the transfer.