Thursday, June 17, 2010

Filly's Frolic #5

With the colder weather showering upon us and drenching us with clear liquid goodness, what's a girl do to dress herself warmly in this chillingly beautiful season?

I remember reading (but can't remember where) that the art to successful passing is to blend in. If you blend in, then people will pay less attention to you and therefore less attention to whatever it is that might give you away (be it your walk, facial features, whatever). I guess the same applies to clothes since if you dress like a drag queen you'll probably be thought of as a drag queen rather than a flamboyant female...

So, in the top ten lists of wardrobe items for every girl would be a nice warm coat. Maybe a pea jacket or even a classic trench. Ok, I have a black trench, although it's not quite classic and is actually quite an eye catcher if I may say so myself... With my arms shivering so hard that I could whip cream without trying, I needed another coat. What sensible, non attention seeking, blending-in coat can I get?

I thought about it for days then found the warmth providing garment of my dreams. With a swift mouse click, I ordered it. Then swiftly clicked again since my shivering arms had caused me to miss the first time.. Then began the long wait with the laptop fan my sole provider of warmth.

Finally, my package arrived and I opened it with glee. My frozen fingers snapping like icicles, but I cared not! I held it up, the most sensible garment ever.. A warm, fleecy black and brown cloak with an ornate brass clasp! Wearing this, I would blend in seamlessly.... if I lived in Rivendell or Rohan or was planning to start my own coven.

I pranced around the room gleefully, checking myself out in the mirror and twirling and posing to view try and view myself from every angle. Lunchtime was almost upon us and I dashed to the car wearing my new cloak. I jumped in the drivers seat and strapped on the seatbelt. My attempt to hold the steering wheel was strangely difficult. I panicked. Was my new cloak cursed? Was it in reality a cloak of restraint -2? I suddenly realised why coats have sleeves..

A few moments of tugging and struggling and my arms were free enough for me to begin driving. I arrived at Doncaster Shoppingtown and made my way down the escalator. I noticed and felt the stares of several people. What are they looking at I wondered? Is my hair out of place today? Did I put my makeup on wrong?

As I made my way to the foodcourt, I could feel several other people looking a me, but I kept smiling and walked on. My parents were waiting ahead and they had a surprised expression on their face. What? Them too? Like they don't know I'm a t-girl already.. hrmph... The rest of lunch was much the same and after I made it back home I decided it must have been an off day. Imagine how much worse it could have been if I didn't have my wonderful cloak... :-) 

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