Journal Entries for Rachel Cassidy
Working for the Girl: By working the girl.
February 6th, 2012 8:57 am MST
And by “working” I mean working out, mostly cardio I don’t really touch weights. There is something super fun about working out in tiny gym shorts or stretching out in some yoga capris. For me it really helps the mental aspect met the physical part, I obviously work out for health benefits but more so to keep my figure feminine, which is what actually keeps me on the stationary machine.
Anyways I just wanted to talk about how the same workout can be done but the feeling from it can change by just wearing some really short gym shorts, you know the ones girls love to wear but burn holes in you with their eyes if you notice them, yup those gym shorts. I remember getting my 1st pair, they were these bright red ones that barley gave me the coverage I needed but the feeling I had wearing them gave me probably one of the best work outs ever, I felt so light.
Those sadly met their desire in one of those great ideas (purged) lucky they got replaced by some black and turquoise ones that are getting many miles these days. Also for some reason knee high socks seem to fem up the ensemble as well. And one more also, watching chick flicks seem to pass the time very well, it must be because you have to pay attention a little bit more to the subtleties and not uninspired CGI.
Fulfillment and Torture: Another stroll through the ladies department.
February 1st, 2012 9:29 am MST
There is always a part of me that screams not to do it, that I’m only torturing myself then again there is a part of me that feels so alive and fulfilled in the act. It’s a rather harmless act, merely walking around looking at ladies clothes and dreaming of fabulous mixes and matches. More times than not it’s a quick trip since I’d hate for the actually ladies shopping to get the creeps by the guy lurking around the misses section, of course they don’t know I have actually zero interest in them and am dying to try on the top they are holding.
The ladies department is almost like an art museum for me and like art museums some are better than others. I hate circle racks and cluster clutters it just isn’t art at that point. I love the ones that have a good mix of manikins and open presentation or layout, nothing like seeing an outfit and instantly knowing when and where I want to be wearing it. It’s really what captures my imagination, sometimes it’s colors or patterns, sometimes it how short the skirt is and sometimes it’s the perfect top for the jeans I’ve been dying to wear.
I should mention that I do buy girls clothes as a guy and girl, which can vary from painless to awkward (mostly painless, it’s just an exchange of money) and girl cashiers are always preferred. Since I’m not in a going “out” phase of my life, looking at new clothes seems to fulfill something inside of me, it’s like I’m getting ready for something. For now the excitement of the ladies department is like this surreal dream land where I can be a girl in public even if dress as a guy.
