Broken Reflection

Clothes.

Sometimes the changes to watch, in both physical and mental terms, seem to spring themselves upon you. Of course, it's probably alot easier to spot them from the outside.

When I started to cross dress, trying to work out my feelings, I bought a few nightclothes. I liked them because they felt nice, and I didn't have to worry about people seeing me.

I hoped it looked nice on me, and the few people who did see made nice comments.

Then I've been in a state of semidenial I guess. I stopped wearing them, prefering to sleep naked. In the summer, I needed to anyway, for I got very hot and couldn't cool down. Then when Fated moved in with me, I stopped.

Fated's very warm person, and good and fun to snuggle.

Last night, I dug out one of my nighties. It felt as good as when I first bought them. Not just in feel, but I don't get so warm at night, as so it's actually more comfortable to wear.

They definatly look and fit better. :)

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