Headed to another
cross-dressers meeting on Friday night. This time
around, I was feeling pretty confident. My plan was to get to the
meeting, sneakily slip into my new skirt and top, then do my
makeup.
That almost worked, though it turned out that I am not very sneaky. It
took forever for me to get into the damned things without showing the
world much more than they'd ever want to see of me! T thought it was
hysterical, absolutely hysterical!
One thing that didn't occur to
me 'til we were half-way to the GIC: it was going to be bright daylight
out when we got there. The last time I was able to go to a meeting, it
was nice and concealingly dark outside. This time around, not so much. I
had no choice but to change and get made up out in the daylight. Eeek!
So
after the humiliating fight with my outfit, it was time to get started
on my makeup. The first thing I noticed is that I didn't bring any
eyeliner. Bummer! I figured I would try and compensate by doing my
eyeshadow and mascara a little darker. That's when I noticed I was out
of mascara. :P
As I was working on the eyeshadow, T said to
wait just a sec. Up ahead, there was a late teenage boy walking straight
towards us on the sidewalk. The kid was obviously either drunk or
stoned - he could not walk a straight line. T was worried that the
kid had seen me putting on eyeshadow. I put down the compact and tried
to look normal as he passed by my car. I held my breath until he got
past the back of the car, T didn't really relax until the kid was
half-way down the block. Mi prima had my back!
After he passed, I
finished putting on the makeup I did have with. I especially like the
lipstick I have - my friend S is a Mary Kay rep and she got me set
up with a good color. I definitely like it, dunno if anyone else did.
Blended dark green (ivy garden) and light green (lemon grass) along with a
brown (caramel). It made a pretty cool blend. I didn't get a good pic
though.
It was another interesting meeting, if only for its
mundaneness. I am always a little surprised - pleasantly surprised -
that for the most part, its no different than any other club meeting.
Linux meetings, political party meetings, cross-dresser meetings, they
all boil down to one thing: a group of people sharing what interests
them. Once you get past the initial "there's a man in women's clothing"
reaction, everything else is extremely familiar.
This meeting we
talked about buying girlie stuff out in public, some of the cool
activities that the GIC and our meet-up group have planned for the
summer, how people pick their names, etc. There were times when I wanted
to try and direct the flow of the meeting - I don't know when I picked
up this meeting facilitator mindset, but it is there, and I get very
annoyed if I think the pace of the meeting needs to be picked up or
slowed down.
Anyway, after the meeting, I got back into guy mode,
then T and I went home. After stopping for some refreshments at
Sonic. Yum!
