Duchess Elsa

“Oh, don’t try that!,” you respond.  “You could never land a girl like me.”  His face turns red as you plow forward.  “Just tell him I’m your business partner.  Your totally single business partner.”

Oh, look at his face turn red!  Maybe you could have a little more fun…

Looks like you can toss all your suits and ties…

No one can set your course for you.

“Wh–h-hat?,” you sputter.  “Why would you say that?  I…”  Your voice trails off as she looks into your eyes… and the once comfortable lie dies on your lips.  You’ve always wondered what her side of the street was like.

The cool, light fabric lifts as you turn from side to side.  How have you lived this long without skirts?!

If they can’t handle you, that’s their problem.

“… Not exactly what I had in mind, but that can be fun too.”

Decision time…

Small splashes of color… tasteful jewelry… confidence in your choice of womanhood…

We change, we grow, we move forward.  We strive to become the person we want to be, and discover who we are along the way.  Keep moving.  Keep making yourself better.

How does he do that masculine thing so effortlessly?, you wonder.  It was always so hard for me… I never had muscles like that… or that take-charge attitude… it’s just easier being girly.

The old pains are behind you.  It will take time, but you will come to accept that this is who you truly are…

Sometimes, our skeletons just don’t let us be the woman we want.  That doesn’t make you less of a woman.  Just a different one than you were going for.

“I won’t wait up for you!”