My shoulder (the lump is plain as day in the above photo), and recent events forced me to adjust my priories a bit. I always workout, almost every day of my adult life. Only taking a day off when it simply cannot fit into my day, maybe one every three weeks. I tried to play pickleball probably three to four times a week. That became difficult physically. I have so many friends I cherish that play, so it’s more than the game or physical activity. But once I stepped away from all of that, some time open up and Kandi rushed in and now, I cannot get enough of her. There are days she simply is not possible, but there are more days where time windows have opened up. Now, having clawed back 2-3 hours spent on the aforementioned activities on those days, time is available to get dressed, which of course takes more time than otherwise. And I am all-in!
I still must be aware of the necessary guardrails to keep things good at home (no danger of creating a problem, but I am always aware that I do not wish to do so). I am committed to do anything and everything possible to be the woman I know I am. Sometimes that is simply what is on underneath. Well, there is always something. I have not worn male underwear in probably a decade; I own not a single pair. I frankly would feel odd wearing a pair. Now I relish it all. Always did, just always sought the balance toward male. Now I seek the balance, but toward female whenever possible. This day is an example.
72 Hours
Kandi is a much, much better human being than her alter ego. He’s a great guy (or he wouldn’t have all those friends), but he just doesn’t radiate the joy that is palpable when I am out. June 24, 2025, was originally planned as a workday, but I made two decisions. This day would be spent making myself happy, a beach day at the end of a run of 90+ degree days. The other decision, I would not wear a stitch of male clothing for over 72 hours. When home, I tone it down, no makeup, no wig and generally no dresses or skirts. Again, respecting the self-imposed guardrails. But clearly in female attire otherwise. This includes what is worn to bed. At the end of this run, I have to shut it all down for about four days with a family wedding and a business trip to attend.
Before we get to this day, the previous two days (in grubby male trucker mode) I took advantage of the current Victoria’s Secret bra sale, picking up two Bombshell bras on two separate days. I cannot lie, speaking the words “I am a 36B”, dressed like that, is amazing to me. These bras are literally as if custom made for me. Perfection! I also picked up an adorbs gingham dress that should see the light of day pretty soon (see tomorrow’s post). I am on girl overload!
I took my time getting ready and drove across town to Edgewater Park. Took some pictures on the pier and then laid out on the beach to slowly build bikini tan lines. Yep, makes me happy. Then I did something I has never done before; I went neck deep into the lake. Just awesome. People all around, this girl going about her business. I moved to the shade to air dry and relax.
I put on the T and short shorts and hit a local tavern for a beer. Then I did some grocery shopping and returned home. Spent the day with my nails painted (which will stay for two more days), in women’s shorts, a cute polo and my new bra. Bliss..
The 72 hours continued June 26, 2025. I had a full day planned. A meeting, then another meeting, then (finally) the pickleball league I signed up for. While nothing went as planned, it may well have worked out for the best. My outfit was completely planned to play pickleball. This interested me because I could look cute, wear athletic gear, do physical activities without sweating heavily (makeup being the concern) and I love the game (and play as myself). I was sad the league was cancelled, but it appears it may have been the victim of good weather (this is an indoor, 3.5 for those who play, mixed gender league).
The Best Laid Plans of Mice and Men
The first meeting went off as planned. I have what I refer to as my “technology therapist”, a great young (most human beings are young to me) man who is easy to talk to, knows his shit and can explain things to me in a “dummies” fashion. Time and money always very well spent.
Prior to this meeting, my evening meeting later was rescheduled for the next day. Then I confirmed my pickleball league was cancelled. So, back home a good five to six hours sooner than planned. I did stop (surprise!) for an Old Fashioned on the way home. I racked my brain for some way to extend the day but came up empty (despite the fact that a “friend” was out and about at this exact time but had intentionally excluded me from joining her, more on this disappointment tomorrow).
The remainder of the 72 hours tomorrow.
5 Responses
Kandi,
First a note of envy a 36B bra size !!! For many years I was a 36C but things do catch up with you no matter how much care you take of yourself ( which I do ) so I’ve crept up to a 38B/C depending on the supplier .
Also envy over swimming up to your neck , this is something I’ve still got on my bucket list possibly easier as you comment in the sea . The weather here has hit your temperatures so no excuse but the sea is a two hour drive !
It always amazes me how good modern makeup is even doing hot , sticky chores , it still does it’s job !
I’ve chosen to say away from the tennis group because I miss the game and my friends too much , once I step onto a court I play to win but my ankle gave me a warning last year , it took months to heal which isn’t good as it ruled out wearing many of my shoes .
It’s been so hot I either wear a very loose , short sundress or my very short , shorts , my neighbour’s eyes nearly popped out !!
Oh and don’t we love those tan lines , I try and get my pure white , winter legs exposed as soon as I can and avoid farmers arm’s as much as possible . There is something quite sexy about a tanned bra line !
It definitely looks like a wonderful day girl. Yo look amazing in your bikini, well worth all the work of achieving your lovely figure. If you got it, flaunt it, right? And I love your dress for pickle ball. You could wear that ifor so many occasions.
Love ya,
Trish❤️
Super cute in all your outfits as always sounds like a great girl time
I too took a half day of girl time the other day something I had not done in a while
Went to Ulta for makeup and also Old Navy for a new pair of jeans then walked the local mall.
Even stopped by the eye ware place that I had just been to the day before in mostly male mode except a bit of makeup and just wanted to tell the manage there how much I appreciated their kindness to me
She was super nice
That tug-of-war between joy and responsibility? Yep. Been living that dance for years. But reading this made me smile—because I feel that shift in you. That fullness. That “I’m done holding back” energy. And baby, I am cheering for it. Loudly.
Also? Bombshell bras and painted nails for days? Obsessed. 💖
Hi Kandi,
First, I hope your MRI shows the lipoma is above the muscle, then the surgery is very simple, outpatient with a minimal topical pain shot. (Watch Dr. Pimple Popper.)
Aren’t those Bombshell bras great. And their Bombshell corsets are great, too. I have many of both types. (I’m a VS Angel.)
In 2008 my urologist suggested I use women’s panties. I have been in panties since (mostly VS thongs). I wear 90% women’s clothing overall, and 100% many of the time. Only women’s shoes since 2011 because men’s shoes don’t fit my feet. Also, I am working on my bikini tan lines. I only wish I had places where I can go fully dressed and the cojones to. At most I wear 4″ heels, have nails 24/7/365, occasionally mascara, and of course, the bombshell bra on weekends.
Cute pickleball/tennis out fit.