We are not visiting my in-laws today. Most are dead. The ones who are still alive and kicking have never invited us to their homes to celebrate anything. So we are staying home and having a Polish dinner with my sister and my daughter.
Yesterday, I wrote, "I think I should dress en femme this upcoming Easter Sunday. I'm thinking of a real girly pastel dress with matching purse and heels, etc., etc. Then go visit my in-laws."
I think a lot of things, but before I carry out those thoughts, I usually consider them carefully before I do anything. Regarding yesterday's thoughts, I would never put my wife in such a potentially embarrassing situation.
I would absolutely love to do it and I would not be embarrassed in the least, but unless my wife said, "Why don't you dress pretty for Easter," I would never do it.
Anyway, Happy Easter, en femme or otherwise!
Wearing Haus of Topper earrings, Self Portrait dress and Aquazzura sandals. |
Alex Newell getting pretty in a 2013 episode of television's Glee. |
Stana it's unfortunate that our existence embarasses our partners and yet I have a lot of respect for your faithful adherence to your wife's wishes. I am in the position, fortunately or not, of being able to refuse to be with anyone who doesn't respect my identity. Have a wonderful Easter!
ReplyDeleteAlways the best decision! R - E - S - P - E - C - T! Never alienate the ones dearest to you.
ReplyDeleteDear Stana,
ReplyDeleteLike Joanna, I commend you on your loving caring of your wife's wishes. I have two Florida friends that are "in the same boat" as you. They each would love to live full-time as the women they are, but they do "male drag" 99% of the time because they love their wives (who would not accept them as full-time women). Like you, each of those two friends of mine are very attractive and very passable as women when they are en femme. One of them is the same age, height (6-2 in bare-feet), and seems to be around the same weight and build as you.
Brava to you ladies who play the male role for the love of your wives!
Love,
Sheila.