Favourite quote

What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived.
It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.
- Nelson Mandela

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Finally escaped man-land

April 30th, after being couped up with relatives for 3 weeks, I finally had some time to be myself (and also to move some boundaries)

I went to a wedding recently & fell in love with how pretty the bride looked, I wish I could be a bride for a while so decided to practice posing at One Tree Hill. Although the wind is very cool, I loved how the gown flowed. The spectators were very polite, with a couple being quite funny - in a nice way.
Although my wife volunteered to take the photos, it was a little early in the day for her to be up and about.
While at One Tree Hill, I decided to do 4 or 5 clothes changes & lots of photos and I loved my new pretty bra ( push up bra size 12B ) which was a big change from my usual large and heavy 14D false breasts.

While photography was on my mind, I visited the Auckland museum gardens.
While there some man of a mature age was hanging around showing great interest in my movements, strangely enough, I thought it was weird.
While I like women to show interest and don't mind kids (some ask me if I'm a man or woman), I've even had a bus load of tourists showing interest and smiling, but a single old man is just plain creepy.

With freshly waxed legs, I thought it was time to show them off at a Royal Oak Shopping Centre in my favorite tight mini skirt (I really enjoy being a girl, it feels so natural).
Ok I forgot my tight black mesh top was a bit see through showing off the pattern on my pretty bra, LOL.

My boots and shoes are now properly worn out, and I'm having trouble finding size 11nz or 13US replacements ( I mean nice looking, not just any ugly shoe). I'll try to see the shoe man this week to get new soles on my heels, the boots are ready for the trash

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Dinner (for 1)

Yesterday at 7.30pm I went out for dinner at the Cock & Bull Ellerslie. Monday nights is very quite for them with only about 30 patrons. The staff treated me very well although I forgot to ask them to take a photo of me with my BLT. I then had to do some shopping at Countdown Greenlane and decided to have a McDonald coffee around 9.30 while I was in the area. I felt a bit sorry for the girl serving me there, she did the "Sir" thing and later the "madam" - mind you, I'm often confussed myself, with 1/2 wanting to do body building and the other 1/2 wanting breasts & but.