Sorry, I'm a bit behind in my postings, but a lot went on this weekend and I wasn't even sure how to convey everything... or if I even wanted to. But here goes.
I had another date with Evan on Saturday night. That afternoon, I had Lauren over beforehand to discuss the whole thing and my feelings around it. I thought I needed a second opinion to make sure I wasn't crazy in continuing on with Evan. Of course, Lauren wasn't as accepting as me, but we'd discussed it enough that she'd come to grips with the idea and knew that I felt very strongly for him. Plus as she'd told me, she knew what it was like to be "hung up on a guy."
So after talking at length about Evan, Lauren somewhat reluctantly got on board. However she insisted that she meet him when he picked me up tonight, so she could get a better sense of him. She had always been a mother hen, but that was one of the things I loved about her. I promised her that I wouldn't run off without giving her that chance.
Evan was going to take me out to a nicer place for dinner. On hearing where we were going, Lauren immediately asked me what I was planning on wearing since she knew I only had jeans and T-shirts for my new female self. She quickly admonished me saying that that wasn't acceptable, given the place we were going to. However since we had a few hours to kill before Evan was supposed to show up, Lauren insisted that she was going to take me out to upgrade my wardrobe.
So we made a trip to the mall and Lauren guided me through several women's stores that I'd never set foot in before. The end result was a collection of things that expanded out my female wardrobe to cover more than just casual situations. I got a couple of shirts (sorry, "tops") that were more dressy than my T-shirts. Also Lauren talked me into buying a couple of skirts, nothing too short but still sexy apparently. As Lauren said, "Since now you've got legs like that, it would be a shame to hide them." It's going to take a while to get used to being open and exposed like that underneath. I'm just so used to being fully contained in pants.
We made it to a lingerie shop as well where she got me properly outfitted. The lingerie that Lauren picked out was definitely more exotic that the "standard" stuff I've been wearing up until now, also not quite as comfortable either, but I had to admit that it did look much hotter.
Lastly for my date, I got a dress, my first dress. It's dark blue, sleeveless, cut a little lower in the front, with the skirt just above my knees. I'd tried on a bunch of dresses before this one, but as soon as Lauren saw this one on me, she just said, "We can stop there. That's the one."
Before we left the mall, Lauren also ducked into a department store saying that she had to pick up some stuff for herself. It seemed at the time that she was being a bit cryptic and when we got back to my place, I found out why. She pulled out a bag filled with makeup, saying with a smirk, "OK Lea. Since we're elevating your wardrobe already, we might as well do the full-out makeover."
The results of Lauren's handiwork is in the new picture I've posted for this blog. I got her to take this picture of me. It felt really odd to have all of that stuff on my face, but it wasn't long before I stopped noticing that it was there. I have to hand it to her though -- Lauren did good work.
By the time Evan rang my doorbell, I was completely made over. On opening the door, I saw Evan's eyes widen and he paused speechless for a moment before uttering, "Holy shit." He shook is head slightly, embarrassed by his exclamation, before continuing, "Sorry, I didn't mean... I just didn't expect you to look... Not that you don't always look great but...."
I kept quiet and let him keep stammering, just smiling and enjoying the fact that I threw him for a loop with my new look. He finally paused for a second and smiled back. "Hold on. Let me try this one again," he said, then reached in and closed my front door again leaving him on the outside still.
I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I waited inside the door. After a few seconds, the doorbell rang again. Just to torture him a bit more, I gave it a few more seconds before opening the door.
There he stood again, looking me up and down (casually this time, making a humorous show of how much "cooler" he was this time). This time, he kept it short and sweet, "Wow! You look phenomenal." I smiled and felt myself blush.
I invited him in and introduced him to Lauren. "Not only is she responsible for all of the work you see before you," I said, jokingly waving my hands across my whole body like some TV game show model, "but she's also here to grill you about your intentions with me. She'll be playing my mother figure for tonight."
Evan didn't miss a beat. "Well first of all, I should say thanks for all that you've done. You seem to have done the impossible and improved on perfection. As for my intentions, I insure you they're strictly honourable," he said in a faux formal voice. "But seriously, I think it's great that you're looking out for Lea. I'm sure you just want the best for her and, in that respect, we're on the same page. So ask away."
We talked for a little longer after that. Lauren didn't grill him or anything, but that's not really her style anyway. She was just trying to get a sense of what he was like. When we finally all left the house (Lauren going her own way), I looked over to her. She gave me a smile and a quick nod of her head, so I knew I had her approval.
I have a lot more to write about that night though, so there'll be more to come once I get around to getting my thoughts down....
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