Not exactly an accurate description of this post, but any time I get to shout out deserving Rock Hall inductee Sheryl Crow, I do so. This song is about a relationship she had with Eric Clapton. Much like my infatuation with Martha Davis of The Motels (a future post), look at this beautiful woman. Beautiful and immensely talented. Another of my crushes…
Did you know, could you tell
You were the only one that I ever loved?
Now everything's so wrong
Did you see me walking by?
Did it ever make you cry?
You're my favorite mistake
Hey, you're my favorite mistake
You're my favorite mistake
As I mentioned recently, I was inspired by a post by Stana on her favorite things. While who we are and what we do is NOT a mistake, it can be perceived that way by the ignorant. I use that term as the dictionary definition: “lacking knowledge or awareness in general; uneducated or unsophisticated“. Different? Yes. Normal? In the context of a statistical percentage of those who have these feelings, no. In the context of human reality, doing something that brings joy and hurts no one. Yes, absolutely.
These are a few of our readers favorite things (plus a few from me), those joyful moments.
Expressing my feminine side is the joy of my life and I could never give it up. It is a part of who I am and I am proud crossdresser.
Looking in the mirror and thinking ‘I’d date her’.
Clarity.
The friendships. Knowing that I have a support group and people who want to be associated with me because of the person I am and it doesn’t matter what I’m wearing.
Realizing that walking in heels feels just as natural as walking in ‘his’ shoes.
Silence.
I have spent a lot of time (and money) growing both (her hair and nails), and love when a GG compliments me on each. Yesterday was a triple play. One person commented on my great looking hair. Walking out of the salon another mentioned how much she loves my handbag. Finally, a regular at the nail salon who I have gotten into talking with, admired my nail color and how my nails always look so good. Actually, I often get compliments about my nails and their color.
Standing in a queue and sharing a moan about how long it’s taking with the person in front.
Happiness.
“Ma’am, she, her, ladies”
Realizing that a compliment or comment from someone else signifies acceptance as a woman.
Writing.
Getting a chance to wear that perfect dress, or a new adorable hairstyle. The variety of woman’s fashions can be such an exciting experience, love the feel of the fabrics.
Hearing the click of stilettos on hard surfaces.
Purpose.
My supportive wife. Being transparent with her, loving that she likes to buy me clothes and wants to see my outfit when I go out. We’ve come a long way and I love her more every day. ❤️
I love the friendships I have made with other girls; they are much more emotional and lasting. I love shopping or having a lunch date with a dear girlfriend.
Empathy.
Shopping. It’s always fun to go shopping but I really love “shopping with a purpose”. A lot of times we go shopping to waste time but when there’s a specific item(s) to get it makes it way more fun and you’re fixed on getting what you need and not how others may be looking at you.
Opening the front door and stepping out into freedom.
Honesty.
The transformation from male to female is a unique and wonderful experience. To see that gorgeous girl staring back at you in the mirror is priceless. I love the way I feel when I am all filled up looking and feeling pretty.
Jim Beam Red Stag (which is actually My Favorite Mistake).
Walking amongst others and realizing that no one is paying any attention.
The little compliment. “I love your hair, nails, makeup, or your outfit…”.
Music.
Blabbermouth here, my brevity stands out on this list. I love the joie de vivre you girls bring!
