Fellagirly? Please.

[lildutchgrrl]

I guess if I'm gonna have a killer manicure (and I DO mean KILLER - you could disembowel someone with these and hardly notice the change in tint), I ought to learn to walk like a girl. My fantastic magenta fingernails do me little good, even when coupled with the fantastic librarian glasses, if I cannot adapt my short-skirt-long-legs (with heels, I

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[copperwise]

You sound ever so ravishing, dear. I miss my nails. When all of my crafty and housepainting is done, they come back.

[lildutchgrrl]

Why, thank you, ma'am. (I seem to have some sort of gentlemanly butch attitude stuck in this - soft femme? untutored female? - body. Of course, that's interspersed with bitch-kill princess... ness. Yeah. Obviously, thinking about gender presentation royally fucks my English skills.)

The nails are fun, though. There's a whole line of nail shops on Irving where you can get an $8 manicure or a mani/pedi for $18. When this polish is ready to be replaced, I think my nails will be long enough for RED. (But there's so many OTHER pretty colors! My toes are blue. ::whine:: I can't decide.) City life is good.

this time for the link

[lildutchgrrl]

Owch. Yeah, if you can't pull it off, PRACTICE. Or wear flats. I worry about that. I think I can dress for my abilities and strengths. It's expanding those categories that makes me nervous about public scrutiny.

Here's something that looks at femme my way. Also check out the community, rad_femmes.