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After some time as a guy, it has become a bit easier to notice some of the differences in the way being a woman makes me feel.

Long gone are the days when I would dress to turn myself on. Was a time, I would look in the mirror and see a hottie (my opinion only) staring back at me, and that was enough.

These days, I dress appropriately to the task of meeting and attracting others – friends acquaintances and others – and functioning in society while expressing my own personal style.

As I have been flittering through my home, I realize that being female means being aware – of oneself, of one’s environment and of others.