Corri, Your insight is fabulous and thank you for seeing fit to share. Your post rang so very true with me. No one taught me how to relate to men in a healthy way. No one taught me how to appreciate a good stilleto (much less how to walk in them). No one gave me instruction on doing my hair/makeup. I still wear the standard jeans/t-shirt, hair in a ponytail, no makeup uniform of the fashion uninformed. This explains my long standing interest in drag queens. Not as fetishism, but in a how do those men end up looking more womanly than I do manner. I know this sounds like a doom and gloom kind of post, but it's not. If no one taught me those things, no one got the chance to get it wrong. I can take my adult sensibility and make it into anything I want. Anybody know where to start?
I don't mind the sun sometime
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and Sugar
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through someone elses eyes
BHS-"Pepper"
