Its just happening naturally, I guess. We are navigating to neutral clothes and I so love pastels and pinks. We do our eyes enough for us and reshaped our eyebrows. Of course clear gloss on the finger nails and colored toenails which I do wear open toed sandals with. We de-furr often and I'm proud to wear short shorts.

Our phone has a pink case on it which I love the tone of the color. At our job I a many haters, but screw them. I'm there to work for me, not them. I heard one of them say "look, he shakes his hips when he walks!" Lol Omg. They're watching me. Geez...get a life.

I'm feeling freer and more comfortable in the skin that I'm in and trying to stay somewhat socially acceptable to keep employed but still be me. At least at home I can change to clothes that I'm comfortable in because at work we are required to wear a uniform.

Of course, there is no way I'll wear a dress out the front door because I can only handle so much attention, for now. Having this dissociation problem causes me to freeze often which fuels fear. Even though I don't know what I look like, I know it will noticeably clash.

Oh well, you only live once as I'm beginning to figure out. At least I can do the small things that are more orientated with myself.