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I left home last Sunday and returned home today. Some of you may have read an earlier post of mine about not being able to dress at home any more due to a granddaughter coming to live with us.

I had to go to Colorao to work on a project and my wife couldn't go due to an injury and need to stay home with the granddaughter starting school. So I packed most of my fem things and went on my way, hoping to find some time enjoy myself being dressed.

As it turned out the trip was more than I could have hoped for with some exciting new discoveries about myself and my dressing. One of the big things was, quite by accident, I discovered that women's jeans fit me better than mens. I also got bolder and more agressive in my shopping. Then there are sports bras, something I had never considered but on whim went there.

I went out dressed, to stores and and things while wearing women's jeans and t shirts. There was also an occasion where I went out in a dress and ended up having to "expose" myself in public.

Bottom line of it all is I had a wonderful time and spent almost the entire time dressed on one way or another.

I am not going to bore you with all the details here. I did write a journal of my week and what happened and some of my thoughts and feelings. I have thought about putting on here in the appropriate section if I thought people were interested. (**)


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Sarah Beth, I am glad it went well and you had fun.

kimberlys

Oh, Sarah, I'm also glad to hear you had a great time and had great experiences.

I don't know about anybody else, but I for one would NOT be bored by the details. Please share as much as you are willing about your trip. I would be especially interested to know about where you went in Colorado, as I travel to that state frequently and would love to know where the safe spots are.

Kelly.

Sounds a bit cat out of the bag-ish. It would be interesting to read your journal.

An account my week of dressing:

A few months ago our granddaughter moved in with us. I’m not going into the details of why just that my wife and are happy to have her with us, she is a good kid who works and earns her own money and helps out around the house. I wasn’t planning on having another teenager around to raise but things in life sometimes turn out unexpectedly.

The drawback to having her move in is that all my “girl” things got put in the storage shed and I can’t spend my evenings being dressed. I was getting used to freedom I had and was looking forward to maybe getting better at putting on makeup.

Since the g/d is now living with us and my wife hurt her foot I will be going alone to work on a project in Colorado. Since there shouldn’t be a lot of people around in the secluded area I’ll be in it’s going to give me the freedom to spend some time with Sarah in the forefront.

I thought it might be fun to write down my experiences and thoughts on my trip.

Day 1
I start my trip.

Woke up early, about 3:30 am took a shower and finished my packing. Since I was traveling alone I thought why not make the trip underdressed. I put on a pair of navy blue panties with a matching bra. It felt really good to have them on, I had missed this the last two months or so. Not sure if I missed it more because I it was “forbidden” or because it is just that big a part of me.

It was way too early to think about breakfast so I hit the road finally around 4:30 am. The drive was pretty uneventful not a lot of traffic. About two hours into the trip I had to take to the ditch to avoid hitting some deer that had run out in the road in front of me. Thankfully the bar ditch wasn’t steep or deep where I went in and I just drove right back on the highway. I stopped and checked to make sure there was no damage to tires or the truck. As I was standing there I started chuckling at the thought of having been injured and ended up being hauled to the hospital, all stretched out in bra and panties.

It’s exciting to think about having the freedom for a week to dress when I want and how I want. Not sure if I over did the packing but I brought all but one of my dresses, all my undergarments and three nightgowns. I can just imagine how many different outfits I will put on in one day. The thing I am most afraid of is the desire to dress will overwhelm the work I need to get done while I’m there.

I ran across a garage sale in a little town near my destination. I stopped to browse the usual nick nacks and household items and a few of those things they hawk on the infomercials that some people go for. The first thing that really caught my eye was a purse. Now I wasn’t thinking of a purse for me I don’t have one as I don’t go out dressed and never really needed one, this one is the type my wife likes and it looked brand new so I picked it up. There were a lot of women’s clothes but no dresses, skirts or tops that were my style. On the next table was a pile women’s jeans that looked like they would fit me. Now I have never really thought about having jeans, I’ve always been a skirt or dress kind of gal but for some reason I thought it would fun to try a pair. They were only $3 so I though why not. When I went to pay for them the lady says to me “I suppose you don’t realize these are women’s jeans” I told her I knew they were. She just shrugged and took my money.

A few miles down road the urge, I suppose brought on by that little studied but oft mentioned psychological condition known as the “pink fog”, to try on the jeans overwhelmed me. I couldn’t wait to get on to my destination to do it so I pulled over on a side road and tried them on. I was pleasantly surprised that they fit. Not only did they fit really well but they fit better than the ones I had been wearing. I wasn’t sure if I just thought that because they were women’s jeans and they fit me but I just couldn’t take them off.

I stopped at a grocery store to pick up some supplies for the week and forgot I had on the jeans until I was standing in the checkout line. I was glad I hadn’t dug my forms out and put them in or I probably would have forgotten I was wearing them too.

Got to the cabin just before noon and carried my things in to get settled. Grabbed a sandwich and went to work and kept at it until about 5. Then I went in and took a shower and shaved my legs. Yes I shaved my legs and it felt wonderful to do that for the first time in months. I shaved my face and put on some makeup. Now I’m not very good at “doing my face” as I haven’t had a lot of practice but 45minutes later I didn’t think I looked to bad.

I put on my under things, it was nice sliding the stockings up my freshly shave legs. There is just something about that feeling that is so much better than when my legs are not so smooth. I slipped in my forms and went to fix myself some dinner. I liked the feeling of moving around the house in my dress. I wouldn’t say it was a sense of euphoria, but I felt really at ease and peaceful. It had been a long day for me so about 9:30 I took off my makeup, put on my nightgown and went to bed.


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I have decided to go ahead and start posting the journal I kept. I did day one if people seem to want more I will keep adding to it. This was a big event for me but I'm really not sure others will find it that interesteing.

What I think the most interesting thing for was, how much different I find people's attitudes a scant four hours from where I live.

Sarah,

Oh how well I understand the attitude difference in a different place. My local small town (450) would burn down my house if local knew, but I go south about 35 miles to a lager city (49,000) and people could care less and pay Carol no mine as she goes about her business.

Different place different folks

I for one loved your first day, how no one committed on your jeans when you stopped?.
My one pair of jeans are Jordache skinny and there is no mistaking for anything other then female.

Fun read. Sounds like you lined yourself up well for this.

Day 2
Up way to early, the sun comes up later here than at home so it was still dark out and no furnace in here, it’s 58 degrees, a bit to nippy for me in my nightgown so I started a fire in the fireplace. Turned on the tv to check the weather, going to be nice today as far as I can tell but the nearest place the give a weather report for here is about 30 miles away and not in the mountains. I fixed myself some cocoa and curled up in a chair next to the fire.

Fixed myself an egg white omelet for breakfast, good thing my mother indulged my desire to cook when I was growing up. I do enjoy cooking but I don’t do much of it because I hate to clean up after myself. I’m a messy cook and even in girl mode I don’t like doing dishes.

Put on panties and a bra but didn’t insert my forms. I’m not prepared to work on a remodel and worry about them being in the way or someone coming by and seeing me. It didn’t take me long to remember that doing that kind of work while wearing a bra has its drawbacks, but still I’m in the “pink zone” and I’m not going to shed it just because I have to keep adjusting it.

One of the neighbors stopped by and talked about what I was doing and asked some questions about his place. He is going to have to have to do of the same stuff to his cabin wanted my opinion on some things. I was nervous about him noticing the bra as I had worked up a sweat and was afraid with the dampness of my shirt it would show. As soon as he left I went in the house and looked in the mirror to see. It is possible he noticed but I don’t think he did, guess it doesn’t matter that much.

The rest of the day was just work and no one else came around. It was really hot in the sun in the afternoon and as I was working on the back side and not in view of the road my shirt was soaked so I took my shirt off and worked in just my bra for a time. I got to thinking about seeing a woman painting a house awhile back wearing only a sports bra on top and I’ve seen some girls washing cars just wearing sports bras. What’s the difference between one of those and the blue lacey one I have on. I had never thought about sports bras for myself but I have to wonder if maybe they wouldn’t be more comfortable to wear while I’m working.

Took my shower and lamented the fact that I have gotten here without any nail polish. I really wanted to do my nails, I love just knowing that my toes have a nice color on them. Besides I don’t ever really feel fully dressed until my nails are done. My fingernails are awful, they get a lot of damage from the work I do.

I put on my makeup, it takes me awhile to get it done but I think it’s worth it because it makes me feel so much more feminine. I put on a floral print dress and fixed some dinner. I have never been much of one for floral patterns but I got this one off ebay some years ago for $3, cheap enough and it works well for doing housework. Watched tv for a while awhile then slipped into my nightgown and read for about an hour before removing my makeup and going to bed.


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It is pretty hard to have beautiful nails and do heavy manual labor. A sports bra is comfortable but like everything else once you work up a sweat everything is wet. Sports bras like tank tops with a shelf inside really do not provide the same comfy feel of a supportive bra but they are more comfortable and are an alternative for women who want more freedom with some small amount of support after that is bra less under a shirt.

I have worried about the dry triangles being outlined on a wet shirt when jogging and it is true they can be seen sometimes....

Thank you for a lovely journal Sarah. It sounds as if you had a wonderful and fulfilling time as Sarah.

I know the feelings around having someone come to live with you as my son recently returned to live at home.

I to look forwarded to times when I can go away to be myself and be Requal without any fears of being exposed.