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Let's see how much trouble I get myself into, with this one! "GULP"

“Let’s be Girly”

So, this is a second attempt at my thoughts for this Monday.  For some reason, my saved and queued post disappeared and never posted.  Maybe something wrong with the Queue again.  If, by chance, it was taken down, I’d like to know why so I won’t make the mistake again.  Anyway, I’ll attempt to recreate what I had written.

This morning was one of those Monday mornings where I was practically all “male.”  It was a mundane Monday morning, diving back into work, trying to catch up from the weekend and pushing forward into the next week.  The only thing girly about my morning were the women’s tennis shoes I had on and the men’s bikini briefs, which are sometimes a decent alternative to panties.  I could faintly make out the fruity aroma of lotion I slathered all over my body after my shower, but that was mostly it.  There wasn’t much of Candie to brighten the mood.

I could hear the whisper, however.  My girly heart was nudging me for some girly time.  It was softly telling me things like, “Sit like a lady.”  “Loosen your wrists.” “Soften your motions.”  “Work your girly gait when you walk.” “Hug your coffee mug and sip demurely.”  “Elbows in.”  “Legs together and ankles crossed–like you’re wearing a skirt.”  “You should be tucked in, girly boy.” etc. etc.  I’d probably have to describe some of those thoughts, but I knew what they meant.  My heart was whispering to me.  And you know what?  I followed some of the advice and it perked up my mood.  Yes, my girly heart was wishing for some play time–some expression of femininity, some effeminate mannerisms, words, thoughts, and feelings.  What else could I do?  I can’t ignore such a pleasant and hypnotic voice.

Maybe you have those moments.  I’m sure you do.  If you’re a girly boy, it can’t be helped.  You can decide how you will listen to those sweet words, whether to act on them or put them off.  Know this, however.  Even while completely (or mostly) “male”, the soft whisper will eventually get your attention to follow it’s sweet urgings–”Let’s be Girly.”

Have a sweet day, my girly friends!

CandieHart 

💜Original femme captions by Princess Vikki PNK💜