Long story short (too late, I know!), I got the same boots she did, only black instead of brown. They’re ankle-high, maybe 2 1/2? or 3? heel, and cute as nobody’s business. I don’t know if they’ll go with anything I currently have, but I’ll put something together around them at some point.
I am floating! I cannot believe she did that for me! She says it’s not going to become a habit so don’t expect it again, but I’m just grateful for this one show of acceptance and support. It’s a point I never thought she’d ever reach. I know sometimes as we talk about my crossdressing she feels like I am pushing her to accept things she’s not ready to, but I’ve really been trying not to. We do talk occasionally, but mostly I just let her drive the conversation. And every once in a while she shows me that she is processing it all.
So just before bed, she asked if I had tried them on yet. I said no (my daughter was still getting ready for bed), so she said to go make sure they fit.
If nothing else, at least now when I’m out shopping with her, I can feel more comfortable browsing the racks
And when she’s looking at shoes, I can be maybe just a little more open about my opinions, and she won’t be so upset at the thought that just maybe I’m thinking about them for me.
Before getting to the shoes, she stops by the clearance rack. Pulls out a black dress with a black-and-white skirt. She holds it up to herself and looks at the price ($20) and goes to put it back. I notice another price on the flip side of the tag. $6.99.
My gast was completely flabbered. I couldn’t even think of anything to say. She found a large, but looking at it more closely she said the belt would be too low on me and the skirt was too short anyway (it was a very long top section in solid black, and a very short black-and-white skirt portion, set very low). Read more