Time Flies, but Flies Can't Tell Time

Has it really been over a month since I posted? Bad! Bad Marika! LOL

Things have settled into a rather dull routine since my outing to the drag performance. I haven't gone out fully "done up" since. However, I have purchased 2 new wigs, a bunch of makeup and yet another pair of the addictive Gipsy Metallic tights, this time in Fuscia. In fact, I've taken a few photos of my first attempt at doing my own makeup, and whaddya know, the fuscia tights and both wigs are pictured! Wanna see?

Not the best makeup job, I know. From the photos, I can barely tell I'm wearing any makeup, though I spent the better part of an hour slathering it on. It's better than slathering too much and looking like a party clown, so no hurt feelings. I'm really looking forward to improving my makeup skills. I know it won't happen overnight, but when it does happen, look out, world!

I actually got a compliment on these wedge booties from another member at Crossdressers.com. I also was asked why my dress looks so "bumpy". I was trying out a new pair of hip & butt padded undies, along with a waist cincher and a bra. I can see where the bumpiness comes into play. I think what I need to find next is some sort of spandex tank top to smooth out my look. Any suggestions?

Tomorrow is my day off! Hooray for tomorrow! Of course, I have to work the following 3 days afterwards, but the payoff is going to see Metallica with my sibs on Tuesday night. Holy crap, is it only 5 days away? I'm so excited! I've loved Metallica since I was just a boy...err girl(?). Anyway, I digress. Tomorrow is my day off. That means Marika gets out of her drab cage and gets to go out into the world. The world may never recover.

It gets better! Marika has a mission! Our car's registration expires at the end of the month. Uber believes it expires in 4 days. If I don't get that registration renewed before then, Uber won't let me drive until I prove to them it's current. No problemo! Tomorrow, I'll take Larissa to work, keeping the car (it's her daily driver), then run home, get all dolled up (maybe even with makeup!) and sashay my fancy butt down to the local DMV office. As fun as that sounds, it's doubtful that even a man in a dress, wig, heels and (crappy) makeup could liven that place up. Truthfully, I probably won't wear makeup. I'm in far too dire need of practice to attempt an outing without Brenda's help. So no makeup, and probably no wig, either. The dress, pantyhose, heels and earrings, however, are an absolute lock.

I've recently come to realize that I don't own nearly enough dresses, and the ones I do own are mostly floor-length. So, after the depression party at the DMV, I'm off to the local thrift shops in search of new and shorter dresses! If I find any cute tops, I'll probably buy them, especially if they're on some sort of clearance sale.

After that, I'll probably go home, change into my drab male clothes, meet Larissa for lunch, change back into Marika's glam clothes, do a bit more shopping or hang out with Brenda. Typical day off stuff. Marika won't see the light of day again until next Wednesday, so I hope I can pack a lot into a short period of time.