My last post was about deprincessing when having to be one's 'official' self but, as it happens, I have been bolder in presenting in a less overtly masculine way today.
I'm staying with a relative and had my third Covid jab at midday. But my grey jeans, shoes, top and hoodie are all from the womenswear racks (and my underwear is no-one's business but my own). My nails are mid-length and coated in clear varnish. Nothing's obviously feminine but I know it is and this feels right to me. I may be dressed a little young for my age, perhaps, but that's another matter. (Bah, who wants to be a grandma anyway?)
I had a bit of a reaction against the last dose of Covid vaccine I had in September so I'm taking it easy for the next day or two just in case it happens again, but as I happen to be in Milan, a fashion capital, I hope to get some time to look for bargains in the gorgeous shops.
|Milan's fashion district in winter. I took this photo in 2019.|
A short post, I know, but time to myself is a bit limited when I'm not in my own home.
Stay safe out there.