Christmas Shopping Outing 2017 – Part 3

November 17, 2017

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Hosiery Outlet
Every year, when I have a shopping outing in this town, I visit a hosiery, etc. outlet.  I walked to the hosiery outlet in the outdoor mall.  I passed a lot of people on my way.  My shoes were starting to hurt the balls of my feet.  Some people looked at me as I passed by, but mostly, I was not noticed, or I was ignored.

This is the outfit that I changed into at the end of my outing.

I walked into the hosiery store.  I browsed around.  I looked for some non-hosiery items that my wife wants.  One employee helped me a little.  Afterward, I browsed through the hosiery section.  A second employee spoke to me.  She said, “I have not seen you in about a year.”  She went on to say, “You are from xxxxx, if I remember correctly.”  She was correct.  I assume she is one of those people with perfect recollection of everyone they have ever met.  I have heard of these people.  We spoke politely for a few moments.  I left the store without buying anything.  I also left without asking someone to take a picture of me.

I walked to another store that was a closeout store.  It had lots of random clothes on racks.  I browsed the store.  I visited a dress section.  I continued on browsing into the fancier dress section.  I do not know why I visited this section, all of these dresses were sequined party dresses.  While I was browsing, two men asked a younger woman what the difference between Misses sizes and Women sizes.  She did not seem to know.  I said that the difference between Misses and Juniors was concerning the length of your lower abdomen, from your waist to your crotch.  However, I could not remember which was which.  I also tried to explain what the women’s section was.

Eventually, I asked, “Are you shopping for yourselves?”  They were a gay, married couple.  They were shopping for party dresses for a drag New Years’ Eve party.  So, picture this: I was wearing a dress while standing in the party dress section of a store while advising two inexperienced men on how to shop for dresses.  That was the most unusual thing that has ever happened while I was on an outing.  The young lady whom the men had spoken to earlier kept shopping nearby while listening in.  I wonder if she was amused.  I know I would have been!

Mexican Restaurant
It was past lunch time.  I drove to a Mexican restaurant.  My feet were hurting so badly that I considered changing into flats.  I did not.  I walked in and waited for the hostess to seat me.  I was seated at a table near the bar.  I ordered and ate quickly.  Two men at the bar glanced over their shoulders at me a few times.  They were not threatening, just curious.  I walked to the cashier.  While I walked past an older couple, the man let the woman know I was coming.  The booth was tall and obstructed her view of my outfit.  She leaned over to an almost horizontal position so that she could see me.  I paid and left.

It was time to go home.  I had squandered a lot of my Christmas shopping day buying things for myself…

Clothing Store for a Picture
I ran into a nearby clothing store with a camera.  I asked the employee if she would take my picture.  She did not need an explanation.  She gladly helped me.

Department Store
I had brought a second outfit that I never got to wear.  The second outfit had my pretty purple top in it.  I really wanted to wear it.  I changed into that outfit and started on my drive home.  I saw another store that I wanted to go to.  I went there and bought one more gift for my daughter.  The store was busy, but I did not care any more about other people.  It was a non-event.

Interestingly, while I walked to the cashiers to pay, I passed a male employee who had on red eye shadow.  He may have had some developing breasts.  He spoke to another employee with a male voice.  He did not see me and I did not slow down.  I needed to get on home.

I took a quick picture of my outfit in the parking lot.  Then, I drove home.

Debriefing
That evening I told my wife about my day.  I told her how the three women thought I was an employee.  I told her how it was flattering and made me feel good.  I told her how I am always alone when I have an outing.  I never have anyone to talk to.  I told her how nice it was to have someone want to speak to me.  She smiled and said, “Thank you for telling me about it.”

Later, I asked her if I could show her what I wore today.  She said, “OK”.  I put on my dress, cardigan and heels.  I came out.  She said, “Wow!”  She admitted that she was reacting to the shoes.  She has only seen me heels on a few occasions, and those were a long time ago.  She did not like my shoes.  Apparently, she is not fan of wedges.  We talked for a few minutes about my outfit.  I told her about the woman who said I looked fabulous.

I asked her, “So, does it look fabulous?”  She said the pattern was more bold than she is comfortable wearing.  She said that it looked OK.  She agreed that it was a couple inches too short.  She never called me fabulous.  That would have been a big change for her to say that!  She has come a long way to politely converse with me while I am dressed in womens wear.  I was very happy.  That night, in bed, I came to close to her and said, “I feel very loved tonight.”  I kissed her on her forehead.  Then we went to sleep.