"It's great color for the fall and it even goes with your lipstick"
She was right but I didn't need the sales pitch since I was already hooked.
I hadn't planned on buying a new purse but both salesgirls thought it suited me and my final inspection in the mirror sealed the deal.
Later at the cash I glanced over at the young woman next to me buying some heels. She was a transwoman I would estimate to be no older than 25 with the slightest husk in her voice but looking lovely and confident. I dared not say anything to her to make her feel uncomfortable because for most people she would fall under the radar but not for me. I took a second glance to be absolutely certain.
There we were, two transwomen from two different generations 30 years and 3 feet apart with the younger one having had a slightly easier road. But I was bouyantly glad for that and I couldn't conceal my glee; I was that happy for her thinking she had her whole life ahead of her.
"You must really love your purse Madame"
"Oh I do!" I said to the young woman cashing me out and walked out of the store with a warm feeling and a smile on my face.