I Don’t Get It!

I don’t get it!

As I roll along on this topsy-turvy world of transition and living as the female I am, I discover things almost daily that perplex me.  I’m asking all of you out there in cyber land if you can help a sister out and as Ricky Ricardo would say, “You got some ‘splaining to do.”

Eyebrows

For the first 57 years of life, I never worried about my eyebrows. Now I spend way too much time considering their shape and placement upon my face. Do I tweeze, thread, pluck, wax or go Frida Kahlo. As I aged, my hair turned gray and so did my eyebrows.  Now I have to choose the right color of brow for the time of day, occasion and my makeup. I don’t get it!

Wide size shoes

Last week I went shoe shopping. I had an event to attend and wanted, nay, needed a new pair of shoes. I went into DSW. There, spread out before me, were about a million pairs of shoes. I walked around for an hour and found two pair that were wide size, but not in the size I wear. Am I the only woman in the world whose feet are wide? Sure, I can order on-line, but I have to wait a week or more and when I get them, who knows if they’ll fit. I don’t get it!

L’eggs are back in the egg.

Pantyhose/Tights

I was born in 1950 and grew up watching movies where the beautiful female lead would, in an alluring manner, stick out her glorious gams and slide on a pair of nylons, clip the garters, give the shapely calf a caress and they looked perfect. Jump to now. I pull a pair of pantyhose out of the egg and it looks like it would only fit Barbie. Then I struggle to get them on. It reminds me of making sausage or wrestling with an anaconda coated in baby oil.  I’ve tried my left foot first, my right foot first, both feet, sitting on the bed, sitting in a chair, sitting on the floor.  I end up jumping around like I’m on a bed of hot coals.  Eventually I get them on, but by then, I’m so exhausted, I don’t want to go anywhere.  I don’t get it!

Dress sizes

Why, why, why is it you can buy two dresses, both the same size and one wouldn’t fit on one of my legs and the other looks like a Bedouin tent? What is really frustrating is when I buy the same label, same size the fit is miles apart. The world standardizes so many things, why not dress sizes? It’s not like I’m buying something from Croatia and the next outfit from Mongolia. For gawd sake!  I’m at the mall!  Then to add insult to injury, I’m finding that a lot of on-line stores have their own size charts which don’t correspond to anyone else in the industry.  I don’t get it!

I don’t get it!

I’ve ranted enough for today. I wish I could tell you these gripes are from years of going through life, but, in reality, these are the things that got me just this week, and it’s only Tuesday! Oh well, life goes on and so do I. Next week I’m sure I’ll have a whole other list of things.

If you have advice for Cate on these dilemmas feel free to use the comment area below. You must be logged in to comment.

Tags: featured, opinion, shopping, Transgender

Category: Transgender Body & Soul, Transgender Fun & Entertainment, Transgender Opinion