I'm Hooked, And So Is My Bra



Dictionary.com defines Addiction as - "the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice, or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, to such an extent that its cessation causes serve trauma."

 Welcome to the world of a cross dresser.  You get that first small sip, and you want a taste.  You get a little more of a taste, and you want a mouthful.  After a couple of mouthfuls you want dinner! And on it goes.  


My experience last month (see SISTER FRIENDS http://juliemshaw.blogspot.com/2017/07/sister-friends.html - and it's sequel entry, SISTER FRIENDS DAY 4 (a very long day)  http://juliemshaw.blogspot.com/2017/07/sister-friends-day-4-very-long-day.html) was heavenly.  Spending a whole week as Julie and sharing it with two wonderful and supportive ladies put me over the moon.   But now I feel like I've had the 5 course dinner, and I want the All-You-Can-Eat Buffet.

 I'm hard pressed to say whether or not I am suffering from an addiction, or if I have experienced a freedom that I now want to continue.  My daily routine keeps me busy enough, and when I'm busy I don't think too much about dressing.  But when I do think about it, the urge is pretty strong.  But then, of course, there's the eternal struggle -- it usually takes me 45 min to an hour to get ready and presentable, (a large portion of that is just deciding what to wear!) but I may only have 2 hours before I have to get to work (or whatever).  So, is it worth the effort?
This level of "Ka-BOOM" doesn't get thrown together in a minute, ya know!

 Circumstances have worked themselves out that I am able to invite Sarah and Linda over for a home cooked dinner one night this weekend.  We will probably stay in, but it still will help satisfy the need/desire for Julie to come out and play.  It's those moments - those events - that help me balance the "His and Hers" of my life.  

 So, here's to Friends Coming Together! It keeps one from Falling Apart.

 Stay safe and pretty, Sweeties!

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