I decided to be nice to him this weekend. I took him shopping and chose a dress for him, a stretchy black peplum one, and picked out some fake suspender tights. He didn't even blush when the assistant asked if the clothes were a gift: he just smiled and said no, which got him a funny look and a smile. So last night I told him to dress in the new stuff and wear his animal print heels, and when I went upstairs he'd chosen a bra and knickers to match the shoes. He's getting the hang of this! :) x

He was nervous because I'd promised to give him a makeover. I spent ages on it, doing his makeup as if I was doing my own, giving him smoky eyes and deep red lips. The look on his face when I finally let him peek in the mirror was priceless. He looked pretty, and happy that he looked pretty. If I had a dollar for every time he said thank you, I'd have a lot of dollars :) x