It’s true, Stephanie!
The whole process of bathing, shaving, dressing and getting the makeup on is a release, both of the male side and the female side.
I enjoy every part, from luxuriating in perfumed bubbles, to gliding on various bathing products – exfoliating scrubs after shaving are particularly delicious, and then the final moisturise – wow!!!
It’s not possible to identify the point at which tired, grey masculinity slips away – is it when the bra goes on?
Is it as the tights or stockings delicately encase the legs?
Maybe it’s while the foundation is being applied, the soft brushes chasing away the manly face, ushering in the woman and the intoxicating aroma of the makeup keeping us hypnotised as the blemishes and wrinkles melt away from our face?
The lovely colours of the eyeshadow palette as we work on our masterpieces – the windows to the feminine soul, framed lovingly with eyeliner, curtained with mascara.
The final “pop” as lipstick completes the facial transformation, or the wig, which makes her smile back at you in all her glory, perhaps?
It could be that the silky swish, as the skirt navigates the legs, or the dress envelopes the body sends him on his way – or does he finally make his exit once the outfit is complete and we pause awhile, to see what details need to be attended to, such as jewellery, a slight makeup smudge, and offending crease or stray wisp of hair…
Or maybe it’s the rush of going out – the moment of truth – will people like this look as much as I do? Then the affirmation – the first person who looks at you and smiles. The wide eyes and slightly parted lips tell you everything. One person other than you thinks that you look nice.
Any further smiles are a bonus, but you’re not looking for them any more, just noticing.
Haters gonna hate – you are the best beautiful lady you can be right now, no longer a gentleman – that person is someone else in your past. And that beauty isn’t as much on the carefully prepared surface, as deep inside, projecting way out there, bringing joy to others as well as to yourself – it’s a strange but beautiful feeling!