I think I did mention once that I have no hair on my lower legs. I know it has been decades since Dressed up for Halloween with my Gothic Witch Gown. Since I used a cream hair remover on my legs, I can assume I had hair on legs at some time, though it might have been very fine. One of those things if I intended to remove the hair permanently, it would not have have done so. Since I had done this as a one time thing just for a costume, it permanently removed the hair on my lower legs. There may have been a few that came back that I removed through electrolysis especially on my toes, though I might not have put the cream onto my toes.
At the time I was still trying to live as a male, and a bit afraid of what people would say about my hairless legs. No matter how hot the weather, I would be wearing long pants. Living as a female, I wear a skirt and the hairless legs do not bother, and I am a lot cooler in the hot weather.
Scanning some Polaroid photos into my computer, I finally came across a couple that were dated 1993. Since they were from my brothers wedding, I can figure the dates of other photos are within a few years. I have some Polaroid photos of my private lingerie show. I used a pool stick to push the button on the Polaroid camera. In a few, I can see the uneven hips, caused by a short leg. I can even see the rib deformity.
The thing is, a lot of the transgender stuff does not apply to me. I find it hard to believe that having long hair and a fanny pack would be enough, that others would clock me as being female. At the very least a feminine male, that put up with the harassment. Part of it may be my attitude, practicing my feminine walk back as a child. At the same time learning the proper way for a lady to sit, it is very natural for me to sit with my knees together, occasionally crossing my ankles. learn how to squat to pick up my pencil from the floor, of course if I bend at the waist I might get a lot of back pain.
I never married, so no spouse or children, but then somebody might have told me I need to set a male example for my nieces and nephews. I get called weird by my nieces for not having the proper gender toys, boys don't play with dolls.
It might have been a problem with the language, I may have misunderstood what was said. Having two or three younger sisters at the time. Just a little cord organ, but my one sister tells me that my dad has stated that I am not allowed to play it. Her wording "Only us girls are allowed to play the cord organ." The same applies to the piano. To me it is only the girls can play the piano, or the cord organ. Now, present time, I do not know if my dad really said that or if the whole thing was a lie made up by my sister, just so that I never got my turn to learn to play.
Kind of expecting to be called out as a man wearing a dress, and it never comes. A lot different from the Walmart janitor that time in the men's restroom telling me to use the family restroom. There was one time when the janitor just got done and was removing the barrier. He says careful, the floor is still wet.
Or the time before my cataract surgery trying to see the sign at the men's rest room, and some guy points towards the women's restroom for me.
I have some makeup around here someplace. I planned on trying it out, but I never learned how to put on makeup. So, I go do my shopping without makeup. I don't really go out due to my anxiety, but I should go to the local pride event. It's just that it is after dark, and I can use that excuse. Mostly, being a pride event, it is a bit scary, getting to know other people, and feeling I won't fit in.
Michelle
I must be getting tired I came back after uploading a photo and noticed I forgot to post.