Little moment of life.

This morning go to the ophthalmologist.
For a vision check, but especially to have a prescription to replace my too masculine glasses, with much more feminine glasses, it will be for in a few days.

But, there is a but, the ophthalmologist's assistant, coming to get me in the waiting room, says to me: "It's your turn, ma'am", I follow her, she looks on her list, finds my name and see my first name, look at me, and continue speaking to me in the feminine, big success.
Here's the face I had, it's also the face my colleagues saw today.

Kisses to all 

Jennifer