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A slightly different and ironical “storing story”
Hello to all on TGR,
Wondering if anyone has had a similar experience to that below.
Many, many, moons ago I was newly married and in love with some one I ultimately divorced, a few less moons ago. It is important to state here that tho’ I told her early in our marriage about my “unusual hobby”, she hated it with a passion.
We moved into a house with little or no clothes storage, so via long lost “rellies” we aquired a small wardrobe with hanging space one side and drawers on the other side.
As fate would have it thats where she stored her dresses in one side and “unmentionables” in the drawers on the other.
Time rolled on and eventually the said wardrobe finished up in my place of employ where I was senior enough to be able store it on site.
It then takes little imagination to guess what happened next. Yes, it became the principal storage for all of Caty’s dresses and lingerie. Plus wigs, breast forms, shoes etc…
Never mind about if walls could talk, what about if pieces of furniture could do so???.
Ahhh… the irony of it all……
Anyone else find themselves in a similiar situation???
Happy dressing, (wherever you keep it all…)
Caty
PS The dear old robe was of sufficiently good quality that when the end was nigh and it was about to go into the rubbish skip, it was promptly diverted to the recycling depot retail shop!!!
Thiat was five years ago, so by now, doubtless it could tell a few more “tall robe tales”.
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Oh if the walls could talk in my former office what terrible trouble they could give me lol ! I had an office for some years and being self employed I always had freedom to do as I wished. It was the critical device in my gender awakening without that place I would still be trying to find myself.
