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Some things never get old. After doing my hair and makeup, that first reflection of a woman I see in the mirror. Being referred to as “she” and “her” while I am out among the civilians. Wearing high heels. Hearing the click of my high heels. When a gentleman holds a door open for me. Touching up your hair and makeup in the ladies’ room. When a civilian female engages you in conversation. Smoothing the back of my skirt as I sit down. Carrying a purse. Taking my compact out of my purse to touch up my makeup.

Being called “Ma’am.” Even better… being called “Miss.” When a complete stranger stops to say, “I like what you’re wearing!” Shopping. Dangly earrings. Wearing lipstick. Admiring glances. Realizing that while I am presenting as a woman, it comes so naturally that I don’t have to think about it.

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