Trixie's Second Day Out

 So, I mentioned yesterday that I took all weekend spending time with friends to gain a sense of normalcy after my friend passed away. One of those trips was on Sunday: stepping out as Trixie and back to the college town with my best female friend.

As before, we started at my house with my friend doing my makeup. Next time, I'm just having her watch me while I apply it. I appreciate her helping me look beautiful before each trip but I also want to get to the point where I can do so myself. And practice definitely makes perfect for me.

I had an outfit in mind but some of the items didn't arrive in time (thanks Amazon: still not a sponsor). I wound up wearing a pair of jeans I bought last time from Maurice's, an undershirt I'd also ordered from Maurice's (it's black, lacy and VERY comfortable), my LGBTQ pride shirt, my high top sneakers, and I went modest with my wig color as I chose my long, flowing brunette wig. My mom likes it better than the black and red since the brown is closer to my natural hair color. One of the pictures I took from this look is now my profile picture. Still no face reveal though. I'm too shy and too much of a tease. 😋

Anyway, our first stop was to Kohl's (my first time inside this store). I wound up finding a pair of navy blue dress pants, a cute, sleeveless white and black striped top (the dress pants and top were on a mannequin and it was just screaming to me that I should own it), a cute denim skirt, a long sleeve black top, and a beautiful black dress (I'll definitely have to wear leggings with it unless I finally break down and shave my legs. Also, my lacy undershirt looked fantastic with the dress on overtop).

Like last time, nobody gave me any trouble as Trixie. I can honestly say that I don't believe the reception would be the same back home.

After a brief stop at Five Below, we headed back to Maurice's. Since it was "Back to School" weekend, it was much busier than last time. One of the girls who worked last time, as soon as she saw me went, "TRIXIE! I thought that was you! Awe, your shirt came in! It looks SO good on you!" Needless to say, I was smiling and blushing by this point.

The rest of the girls that day also treating me wonderfully. They called me Trixie, used she/her pronouns, were always smiling and super complimentary. Even though they were busy, they still gave me a few minutes for another impromptu fashion show. I know that they have a job to do but I've never felt so amazing, so beautiful, and so accepted as I do in that store.

I didn't go as crazy with my spending this time around. However, I did get another pair of jeans, a lavender colored top (it was funny because you could see the outline of my false breasts in it, so it looked like my nipples were hard. I couldn't help but giggle when I noticed this 😁), a brown top with floral patterns down the sleeves, and an AC/DC brand t-shirt.

I then took a walk down to a novelty items shop while my friend began her quest to find a specific pair of Nikes (this search would consume her for the rest of our trip). As I walked on my own down to the other store, my friend said, "Trixie, I'm proud of you (for being brave enough to go to the store by myself)." I smiled and continued.

The novelty store is not only my kind of store but is run by my kind of people (the fun loving misfits of society). I bought two more T-shirts (I won't say of what as one might end up as a gift for someone who reads this 🤫) and a party card game called "Extremely Personal Questions." Sounds like fun.

After locating my friend, she then dropped me off at Barnes and Noble while she went off to other stores in search of her Nikes. While I was there, I bought a copy of Uzumaki (I really enjoyed the miniseries and wanted to see how it stacked up to the manga) and volume 1 of Heartstoppers. The cashier gave me lots of compliments on my purse, my wallet and my general appearance. Again, it just made me feel so accepted, seen and heard. If circumstances were different, I'd just move here and always be Trixie.

By the time my friend came back to pick me up (still without her shoes), I was getting tired. This was due to my night out previously (which I'll cover tomorrow). Therefore, I hung out in the car and looked over my books a little bit while my friend went into one last store for her Nikes (she was finally successful this time).

A quick stop at a convenience store for some caffeine (which saw everyone with whom I directly interacted smiling and being kind to me), we headed home.

Another successful trip and more validation for me as Trixie. I've felt more love and acceptance in two trips out as Trixie than I have for most of my life as my masculine self. I know it won't always be like this but it's also been a very eye opening experience. Any day I get to be Trixie, is a day to which I look forward.