Hi lovelies. I'm feeling happy at the moment so I'm just gonna....blaaaaaa
So, I'm presenting female full-time at the moment, I don't really know what I'm doing with make-up yet so I just do enough light/shade/blush and mascara that I can look in the mirror without wanting to throw up. I wear flowing tops, well-fitting girl jeans and converse. Anyway. You can tell it's a man's face, but also that I'm trying to be female, and my hair helps. So, I don't "pass", but I'm pretty clearly a transgender woman, or at least cross-dressing.
ANYWAY. I was walking down the street in Glastonbury, a super hippy town, with my mum and sis. There was a little boy in my way, so I was just waiting for him to move over - and his dad said, "Come on, let the girl...let the girl past." And I was the only person that needed to get past! Okay, hesitation, but I don't care. Biggest f%$&ing beamiest smile on my face as I turned to him and said thank you.
Just feels like a vindication that what I'm doing does actually make me look different, and though I don't "pass" (again, inverted commas as I find the term a bit urgh), people can actually see what I'm trying to do. I got misgendered later on by some idiot, but actually, I didn't let him get to me, because he's not important today.
Would love to hear of similar experiences from the rest of you! ^___^
L x