Almost busted again!!!

Today I thought that I would be home alone for a couple of hours. I was undecided if I would dress as there was such a short time available. As I was desperate to try on some recent purchases, I proceeded to get all dressed up less the make-up. Having gone through the agony of getting the body into shape I decided that the face needed some attention. I applied very minimum make up and proceeded with the mini photoshoot, all the time acutely aware of the time pressure.  Thinking that I had until noon to clean up I started the process at 11:15. I was using the upstairs bathroom to remove my lippy and eye make-up with the intention of using the downstairs (better) shower to remove the remaining foundation etc.  At the last minute I decided to use the upstairs shower for the final cleanup.    Imagine my surprise when, on leaving the bathroom in nothing but a towel, I came face to face with my daughter in law who having returned early from her outing was putting our grandson to bed.

There was nothing for her to see but if I had followed through on my original plan, we would have come face to face with my face fully made up less lips and eyes Phew

This, the latest in a string of near misses, has come about as a result of my son and his partner moving in with us to save for a house of their own. This has severely curtailed Trixy time which is why I am taking a few more risks than I normally would with my dressing sessions.

Where do these crazy ideas come from?

While dressing today an idea just popped into my head that it might look good if I dressed as a girl in one of my old suits  Not sure what inspired me but it could be a silly illustration of the current infatuation with gender issues. What could be more gender fluid than a man dressing as a girl dressing as a man, confused?.

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The double cross-dressing idea is not the only crazy  one that has come to me in recent weeks.  The other day while pottering around E-bay I found  an auction for a lovely pair of harem/belly dancing pants. I entered a silly low bid, as you do, and thought no more about it until a couple of hours before the end of the auction when an email reminded me that I was still winning the auction.

Well the realisation that I might soon be the proud owner of a lovely pair of harem pants triggered another crazy idea or more precisely  a series of crazy ideas.  Realising that if I did win  the auction nothing in my wardrobe would match the gorgeous pants. Frantically I scoured E-Bay for all the separate items that make up a full belly dancing outfit (they were remarkable easy to find).  I loaded them into my shopping cart and waited for the auction to end, I was beginning get excited about winning and win I did.

I immediately placed orders for a matching veil headdress, bra top, hip scarf, ankle/wrist bracelets and a lovely gold pair of belly dancing shoes,   I am soon being the owner of a gorgeous belly dance outfit (pics to come).

Now on the surface my belly dancing purchases might appear to be an impulse purchase but in reality, I have fantasied for years about becoming a hareem girl so this apparent impulse buy was just making a fantasy come true.

As I have become increasingly comfortable with my femininity I find I am able to play out an increasing number of my long-time fantasies.  I was a French maid very early in my feminine journey (I still am from time to time) and on-line shopping is a great enabler when it comes to finding fantasy outfits.

So were the hell do the crazy ideas come from, I don’t know or care and only hope that they keep coming as they are so much fun.

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