Can you see my dog & my hunting makeup?
This past Saturday my day began at 1:30am. I woke, dressed, and drove to the duck field. My morning, from about 5:00 to 9:00 was spent hunting ducks. I got 1, a canvasback, kind of a rare duck for where I go. I decided to get it stuffed and put it up on my wall. It is a really cool looking duck.
On the way home I heard someone advertise some firewood for sale. It sounded like a good deal on some good walnut wood so upon arriving home and unpacking, I called. A few hours later I was returning back home with a pickup load of wood. A bunch of it needed cutting down to size and the chainsaw did a short job of it; though my blade was smoking a bit from having it too tight.
Top - Chaus New York
Sweater - 89th & Madison
Jeans - Mossimo
Boots - Nine West
Around 4:00pm I finally got in the shower, had a quick shave, and changed into something cute. Jules and I got dinner, and then I tried to quickly get finished dressing before our friends, Edward and Vivian came over for game night. Unfortunately for me, they were on time! and I wasn't! Oops, sorry guys :( My tardiness was very minimal, and really only bothersome to myself.
It was during this day that I thought quite a bit about the idea of being a cross dresser. As I frequently state, I feel that I am truly a cross dresser. Meaning, I enjoy dressing up in a variety of outfits. Some of them are more conducive to dressing male, like duck hunting, and some of them I enjoy more dressed as a girl, hanging out with good friends for a fun night. I do like all of my feminine attire, but I also do really like all of my male attire. I really like both.
I think this post helps to exemplify the duality that is my life. With much research I have discovered there is a wide range of folks that call themselves cross dressers, some of us lean more towards one end of the gender spectrum. I find myself sitting just about in the middle.
And the more I understand this, and accept this, the happier I am.
I hope you are happy.
Love Ya! :)