A little weepy tonight
Apr. 5th, 2008 02:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mschatelaineMy best indicator that I'm not entirely stable and might need a rest is if I start crying at particular pieces of music. Usually they are either particularly bitter laments or WW1 memorial songs (The Accrington Pals or No Man's Land - difficult even to type right now), but joyous tunes like alboradas will also tear me apart.
This evening there was a lovely documentary about the harp on BBC4 and in the middle of it, when the presenter, a harpist, was playing with an old Welsh harp teacher some marvellous measure, I was completely taken by surprise, and I've been broken up on and off since.
I've been being very feminine since last I posted. While I was still on holiday I got a makeup lesson from the beautician I go to and went out with a new skirt, top and face, shopping on my own. (I've sorted out a way to present a decent - in both senses - cleavage) My confidence in female mode, partly established by going around and between hotels at Eastercon, is growing.
I got my eyebrows done yesterday, which given how bushy my brows are was both needed and terrifying in the level of noticeable change involved. They have been plucked up way past the brow ridges. Not a comment today. Of course I was wearing glasses that hid the change in my brows but I knew that they were different.
Tomorrow I plan to go to Violate, a fetish club that I've gone to before. I'll wear my corset and I'd quite like to have a pencil skirt and a white blouse to go with it, so I'm going to go shopping yet again.
This evening there was a lovely documentary about the harp on BBC4 and in the middle of it, when the presenter, a harpist, was playing with an old Welsh harp teacher some marvellous measure, I was completely taken by surprise, and I've been broken up on and off since.
I've been being very feminine since last I posted. While I was still on holiday I got a makeup lesson from the beautician I go to and went out with a new skirt, top and face, shopping on my own. (I've sorted out a way to present a decent - in both senses - cleavage) My confidence in female mode, partly established by going around and between hotels at Eastercon, is growing.
I got my eyebrows done yesterday, which given how bushy my brows are was both needed and terrifying in the level of noticeable change involved. They have been plucked up way past the brow ridges. Not a comment today. Of course I was wearing glasses that hid the change in my brows but I knew that they were different.
Tomorrow I plan to go to Violate, a fetish club that I've gone to before. I'll wear my corset and I'd quite like to have a pencil skirt and a white blouse to go with it, so I'm going to go shopping yet again.
