Quote from: regina on July 09, 2007, 11:05:43 AM
Hey Nero, that's no fair that you didn't offer your own view. Pony up, boy!
My own experience defines passing for myself on layers... I don't believe it's an absolute and it has a lot to do with what the person wishes out of transition and how they experience themself.
Level one passing: Getting ma'amed in person. Always being taken for female on the phone without clues. Having other women say comments to you that suggest they feel you were born this way (childbirth, intimate body-related stories) Walking by groups of rowdy teenagers and not having them stare, loud whispers, make snotty remarks or laugh. Going into women's rooms populated by rowdy teenagers and not hearing them shout/whisper obnoxious comments or laugh. Not having old Chinese ladies glare at you (seriously, the ultimate arbiter!). To my surprise, I've reached this level of passing. I never thought I would. It creeped up on me and it makes me feel as if, yes, I'm doing something right. Very affirming.
Level two passing: Intimate body contact with another (intelligent, perceptive) person and they assume you were born this way. I'm preop for a few more months so I haven't gotten to this stage. It makes me nervous because, apart from my genitals, there are aspects of my body that just don't feel very female yet. Hopefully, by this time next year, I'll know more about this level. It scares and intimidates me but it gets to a kind of close connection with a man both mentally and physically as a woman and this means a tremendous amount to me.
Level three passing: Someone finds out your trans background and, literally, can't fathom that you were ever considered male. Now I know there are people who say this to transitioners, but there's a big difference between saying it (to be a decent person) and really experiencing it. Can't say I'm entirely convinced I'll get to this point? Perhaps just because being over 6', I think that alone could make someone tend to believe the possibility of me being trans, although a lot of this has to do with the sophistication of the person. I live in San Francisco and, while not everyone here is trans-knowledgeable, it is perhaps the hardest city in the world in which to pass.
Passing is a difficult thing to perceive because we don't know what's going on in other people's minds— did they have to ask themselves the gender of this person (me) they're glancing at? Unless they talk to you about your period or childbirth, it's hard to know what they really think. I do get some looks on the street and I never know if it has to do with "oh, she's tall" or "look at the ->-bleeped-<-" or "I'd like to do her" or "I wish I was tall and thin". Which one of those (or something else) are they thinking? An important part of passing will be when I don't need to ask myself that question.
ciao,
Gina M.
Hmmm, that's very interesting. I definitely pass at level 2 (as much as possible being pre-op) as long as my genitals aren't seen/touched. I have been intimate with several people who had no idea until genitals got involved.

Now the only person I'm intimate with still treats me how I want to be treated.
Then I pass at level 3 sometimes. I have told several people who could not fathom it. I had to actually spend time arguing with them and showing proof. Other people just kind of shrug and say ok. Maybe they don't believe me or maybe they don't care. Either way, I know how it feels to be treated as a GG and as a TS. I prefer being treated like a GG. There's definite subtle differences, so I can usually tell based on body language if somebody has read me.
However, to be passable, I don't think the last level is really required. It's nice to have, but I think there are some GGs who can't even get to that level.
Regarding integrating into society, I can do *almost* anything I want to that's within physical limitations (i.e. no childbirth or anything involving a vagina). Recently I have gone swimming in a bikini (tape does wonders) and am now rehearsing in a musical as a female singer/actress. I've had absolutely no surgery, but I am constantly putting my passability to the test. Once I have SRS, I don't see that there's anything I can't do that an infertile GG can. Heck, after SRS, I may even try going to
MWMF where only GGs (and trans-men

) are supposedly allowed just to do it. I just don't trust them enough before surgery since they may have something devious set up to scan genitals or something like with those new controversial airport x-rays.
So, to me passing means not only being seen as a woman, but being able to do just about everything I would be able to do had I been born as a girl. If there's something about me that doesn't pass sometimes (or even makes me apprehensive), I will work to find a way to correct it (or learn to accept it). I think I have an slight Adam's apple, but everyone (with the exception of Dr. O) I've voiced that concerned to looks at me like I'm crazy and that they can't tell. Truth be told, I can't see it without bending my head WAY back, but I can feel it. So I have learned to accept it--learning that some GGs have an Adam's apple helped.
My waist was in a female location, but it wasn't nearly as exaggerated as a GG's waist, so I started waist training. Last time I checked, I was down about 4 inches (but I temporarily gained a couple pounds). Anyway, it's looking much better now. I prefer non-surgical methods when I work on correcting something if it's possible (i.e. Learning about certain herbal supplements from Asia to assist with breast growth). SRS will be my first transitional surgery.
Regarding the use of the word "blending" to replace "passing". I certainly don't just try and blend. To me that implies you are just trying to get by and hope nobody notices you. In a way, passing carries the same connotations.
I guess if I were to choose a word, it would be "being". I don't pass as a girl. I just go and be a girl. 
Since I am being a girl, there usually is nothing to *be* read. In fact, I would even be bold enough to say that instead of being read, I am merely being mistaken for something else. I just use the word "passing" to convey that idea with a familiar term.