I’ve done another full day of wearing the bra top under my clothes. The one I have on is a pale pink and a couple of my knickers are the same shade, so I picked one of those pairs out so I can wear a matching set. I must say, matching underwear does make a difference. Looking at myself in the mirror before hiding them under male clothes, I felt good. I know that my wife doesn’t coordinate hers or have matching sets. She has knickers and she has bras but doesn’t seem to view them collectively and I think that is probably the case for many cis women. Maybe they just don’t think about underwear as a special thing in the way trans women do because there is no novelty factor if you have always worn a bra every day since your teens, whereas for me there is a lot of significance attaching to a bra. Whatever the reason, I’m wearing matching underwear and it feels pretty and I like it.
The second full day and the conscious awareness of the band around my chest and the shoulder straps has sort of faded into the background and I have forgotten about it for some of the time. When I do think about it though, I am still feeling positive about this as something that will become a full time part of my life. I’m already very settled with my knickers and I automatically use the toilet as a woman now without even thinking about whether to sit or stand. These are normalised and embedded in my life now and I’m sure even after two days, that wearing a bra every day will become normal for me too. And the idea of needing to wear one and it being part of my life is a happy thought.
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