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When it All Comes Together

I’ve been working on a remodeling project in our house and all the preparatory steps involved in the process are painstaking.  For several days now, all of my work has been prep-work without much to show for the hours of labor, except for paint splatter on my Keds.  But it’s all starting to come together.  The walls, the windows, the door, the counters, the floor, etc. are all beginning to pop.  

There might be many days when you feel like nothing more than a man living out a bizarre fantasy with your hidden thongs and shaved legs.  You may wonder if all those girly clothes you’ve been collecting over time can ever create anything special on you.  Has your practice in walking, talking, and gesturing feminine been for nought?  Perhaps you wonder if all the small girly gidgets will mean something.  You know what I’m talking about.  Those little items that you want or need in girly styles–the bracelets, watch, rings, phone case, wallet, key-chain, sunglasses, belt, socks, slippers, pens, satchels/backpacks, etc. etc.  Not a single one of them are in the styles meant for men, but you have them; and you wonder if you’ve blown your money on them.  Then, there are also those days you dare to wear a bra, encase yourself in pantyhose, publicly treat your feet to cute shoes. or apply a bit of makeup. Is it for something or nothing?   

All of the mismatching in androgyny, the sporadic self-dares, the occasional practice, the clothing, lingerie, shoes, jewelry, grooming, and gadgets, don’t always come together in the sweet girly melody that we wish that they would.  Yet, you should be okay with that.  Because girly boy, when it all comes together, you will definitely pop!  You will sparkle the way you were meant to shine. 

Boys who aren’t girly can have a certain sheen to them when they’re all put together.  It’s more like a paint in an egg-shell finish–glossy enough to look crisp, but flat enough to appear reserved.  Not you though.  You’re a girly boy, a princess, an effeminate man, maybe a sissy.  You are meant to be dazzling–to sparkle in a dim egg-shell painted room.  Maybe for you it all just needs to come together.  Somehow, I believe it can for you.

Light up the world, girlies!