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least, is partly solved by the fact that my wife and my- self both wear the same size dress. She is 5'6" in heels and I'm 5'10" in heels, but her dresses fit me quite well. Of course, we argue about style. June prefers straight, slim skirts while I'm mad about pleats and full, full skirts. The odd time she buys me a dress, it always seems to look nicer on her! I must confess that for her birthday, I bought her a red wool dress with a full pleat- ed skirt and for some reason, she seemed to think I was being a bit unfair. We do have fun though.

I had been seeing the ad for TVia in a Canadian weekly for about a year until I got up the courage to send for a subscription. Why of why did I wait so long?

TVia has succeeded in bringing June and I even closer together in that it has enabled June to see things that I in my inarticulate way, tried, but did not succeed in explaining to her.

What I really want to do is in some way, from way up here in Canada, join in the activities that I find so magically revealed to me, by at least writing to you.

I know I should re-read, edit, and otherwise clean up this letter, but I'm sending it as is before I lose my nerve and crawl back into the hole of self-pity and in- completeness which you have helped to pull me out of. Yours,

Paula (54-M-2)

Women aren't embarassed when they buy men's pajamas, but a guy purchas- ing a nightgown acts as though he was making a deal with a dope peddler.

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