Here are some archive pix of what they look like:
Note the pink toe nail color peeking out from under my housedress...that was a one-time thing a couple of years ago, while my wife was out of town. But it's likely to happen again the next time, too!
Out and about in my sandals and capris
Another view of my weather-resistant sandals from the archive.
She initiated the following discussion at dinner several days later, by reminding me that on vacation, she'd invited me to wear my ballerinas in the rain the first morning, to keep rainwater from soaking the suede insoles on my new sandals. The next day, she observed (but said nothing) that I wore my ballerinas all day...which had dawned drizzly but cleared before we left the hotel. Yes, I know I should have changed, but didn't. And for 4 more days, when rain was forecasted but the days were dry, I chose my ballerinas - in spite of our agreement when I bought my new sandals, that I'd have to wear them every day for the rest of the summer. There's even pictorial evidence of my wearing ballerinas in our photo album of the trip (it's the 6th picture of the blog FINALLY TIME FOR A POST, dated 5/22/14.) Guilty as charged! Because nothing was said immediately, I wondered if I might escape repercussions from the issue. Silly me....I should have known better!
"If we'd prepared properly for this vacation, you'd have worn ballerinas only for a couple of hours on each of two evenings, rather than pretty much 'at will.' The problem was that we both forgot you already own 3 other pairs of cute little sandals, none of which have suede insoles, and you've already worn them in the rain. They still fit you comfortably, right?" There was no way I could dodge the question, especially while sitting at the dinner table, so I answered truthfully "Yes - they fit, yes - they're comfortable, and yes - I've worn them in the rain."
"Good. From here on, we're going to be much more prepared around here, aren't we?" My comment was "Yep, and I'd definitely put money on it..." Then she went into the details of how we'll (or more appropriately, how I'll) deal with the issue.
"Until cold weather hits in the fall, when we're not traveling, you'll wear capris, tops and your choice of sandals - all the time, unless I tell you otherwise. For any trips or vacations, I want you to pack and wear ONLY capri outfits, sandals and a sweater, with a couple pairs of nude pantyhose in case of unseasonably chilly weather. I'll determine in advance whether any events planned will merit your most masculine outfit - that's stirrups, polo, pantyhose & ballerinas. It's my call, and I'll make the choice for you. Sometimes I'll want you to look like a guy. You just don't need to know about it till it becomes necessary."
"A 'Yes' decision means your stirrups outfit will be neatly packed in my suitcase, and I'll hand it to you as we dress for the event. Afterwards, I'll lock it away again, safely out of reach, so you can't possibly make the New York mistake again. 'No' means you'll be wearing capris and sandals our whole vacation. I'll remind you to make yourself look attractive when we get ready for each evening, and you'll choose an appropriate capri outfit. That's why you'll always color-coordinate everything!"
She reminded me that on vacation, every morning I'll dress for all-weather shopping and sightseeing, sporting capris/pedal pushers, a sleeveless (or for now, short sleeve) top with light sweater, my choice of sandals, purse, light foundation and makeup, with only lip balm and no jewelry. "It's a very popular informal style for today's on-the-go women, so most folks we meet will presume we're together, on a 'girls' day out.'"
"You'll need to 'up-scale' your presentation for some of our dinners, as well as for unplanned, mis-described or impromptu events, where you can't wear stirrups because I didn't pack them. It's going to happen. Probably often. So, you might want a matched capri set for dinners and a cute, feminine 3/4 sleeve blouse for events, your single-band sandals, full makeup, lipstick, necklace and your purse. The girls at your nail salon could create something really colorful and artistic to look pretty on your fingernails, but you wear acrylics and those colors are relatively permanent. That's something I'm not prepared to deal with right now. But at the very least, we need to find you a bracelet."
"Before you ask, your silver painted toe nails are appropriate with any color combination, but you're going to have to spend more time with the girls at the nail salon. You don't want ragged-looking nails on display in sandals. They'll make sure your toes always look their best."
My response: "That's all fine with me. Sandals are my absolute favorite summertime shoes - I love how cool they keep me, and it's fun having my painted toes visible. Yes, I messed up in New York, so I'm really glad you're now making me wear sandals. Capris full-time will be fabulous - I might even need to buy some more. They're so playful and feminine, as well as stylish - and much more fun to wear than stirrups. And, they'll make packing for trips much easier."
At that point, everything was resolved, and my wife decided it was time to change the subject. So we both went on to other things.
Over the holiday weekend, there was another neighborhood party. Both of us wore similar white pedal pusher leggings (like the last two pictures above). White sneakers and a tan blouse (with light white sweater - she's always chilly - completed her outfit. I wore my white sandals (what a surprise!) and a red sleeveless polo, closely-shaved face with very light makeup, no lipstick, a necklace and a small purse. We both had a great time, and there were no issues with my appearance. Those who knew me as a guy, talked to me as a guy, despite my attire. Others ,who didn't know me, just omitted the "Sir or Ma'am." I didn't see any of the kids staring at me, but then, I really wasn't looking. It doesn't matter.
This all seems to be moving along "swimmingly" as they say...and frankly, quite a bit faster than anticipated. (Maybe like a rocket on a sled?) Time will tell for sure whether this is real positive movement, or just another false start. It could be either. I don't count my chickens before they hatch. And I definitely won't "rock the boat" in moving toward skirts - slow, steady progress is so much better than backsliding. Five years ago, I never would have dreamed I'd be wearing only women's clothes, applying my own makeup, and being accepted as a woman part of the time.
If it takes a year - or two - or three - for my wife to get more comfortable with my feminine side, that's fine. Because in the event I miscalculate, "rock the boat" too much, and swamp it, I can't swim! Nor do I have any life preservers...