hey, so how many of you go out dressed as a female? do you go out alone, or with a friend. do you go to partys or to a dinner?
when was the first time you went out and were you alone, or do you went to a crossdresser party?
so how did it all started and who of you lives out of the closet and how does this looks like?
It was kind of a new year's resolution of mine to go out en femme at least once a week.
Basically, I do just about anything I'd normally be doing: going to church (yes, church), shopping, running errands. I try to spend the entire day en femme.
However, I'm at the beginning of transition so for me this is more like RLE lite rather than being cross-dressed. These days, I feel I'm cross-dressed when I'm out as my anatomical gender.
I like to go out, dancing, clubs, shows, and baseball games.
I go out everywhere socially, shopping, pubs, cafes, only dress as a man when there is absolutely no time to change, or when I know I'll have to walk alone in the dark, or at work. Nowadays I basically have to do it because if I don't go out dressed I feel either uneasy (good day) or depressed (bad day). Perhaps that's why like Shades O'Grey I now start to feel crossdressed when go out as a man.
I went out for the first time to a quiz night at a pub with my friends. It was amazing, and once I started, I knew I couldn't stop!
but you consider yourself a crossdresser, don't you?
not a transsexual, right?
I'm a woman. I cross dress to go to work for complicated reasons. Otherwise I dress as fashionably or as daggy as any other woman my age. Or younger ::).
What is the question behind the question?
That might be easier to address
Cindy
which question? my first one or the second?
I realized I didn't answer the second question.
How it started is a long story. I'm not fully out of the closet at this point, but that's changing.
Quotebut you consider yourself a crossdresser, don't you?
not a transsexual, right?
Hmmm....maybe I'd better stop posting in the crossdresser threads now.....I think I realised I was actually meant to be on the other side of the line (or the blur) about four months back, so my opinions "as a crossdresser" probably don't hold much wieght any more.
That's a lovely new picture in a very pretty dress by the way, Cindy!
Thank you Michelle,
You look really relaxed and very feminine. Looks like a nice garden too. Are you in the UK? I'm in Australia and our gardens are sort of dead at the moment ::)
Cindy
Why thank you, Cindy! Actually that is taken in a small garden in Leichardt NSW, about three weeks ago! I live in the ACT...
Ohh welcome to another 'Sheila" :laugh: :laugh:
Cindy
I like to go shopping en femme. Nothing fancy, just girl jeans and belt, nice top, and a little make up. I have gone out this way with my wife and daughters on a few occasions although they like to go their own way at times ;-)
I do go to gender support meetings dressed, usually a little nicer to these, skirt, cardigan, nice tops, a little jewelry, and make up. I like to meet up with a sister that lives near by, and we car pool to the meetings.
Cynthia Ann
hey, thanks for your answers!
i have the huuuuge problem that i feel repressed by society. i know that this is "my" problem, because i am the only one who can do something aganst it. but it is exhausting. and the biggest problem is that i feel alone. i have a great family and friends, but no one with "this" problems ;)
It gets easier each time. Nothing like starting today. Pluck up the courage and go for a walk, somewhere safe of course.
Cindy
I am not a cross dresser, rather an MTF, but the first time I dressed in the clothes of the opposite "physical" sex in public I drove around my neighborhood.... It felt exhilarating to finally be free of my 'manly' constraints. I remember a lot of thing for those brief 10 minutes, but I ended up chickening out and driving back home into the drive way. Basically, one of the best experiences, but definitely not cross dressing in that sense if you know what I mean.
I used to never go out. The first time I did it was to the local gay/bi/TS friendly club (one of the best in the city). I was so nervous I stayed in my car for literally two hours telling myself it would be okay.
Since then it was been Halloween, then once a month, then twice a month. I go get a new outfit or shoes dressed up to the mall almost every time before those two times I go out every month to the club. I pass quite well, but it can still be pretty nerve racking when somebody just looks for even a fraction of a second. I go so much my girlfriend goes with me and we dance all night long.
Think my biggest fear used to be make up, wig, and some parts of my clothes. I am a pretty fassionable person, but when you go out dressed as the opposite sex, you have to really wear the right stuff in my opinion. A little after I started, I learned more about make up, got an expensive and amazing wig, and more suitable public clothes.
Wish I started years ago.
I rarely go 'out' dressed. when I do, its usually at night or just for a drive. Having a non-accepting spouse who is pretty much a 'stay at home mom' means I may get the chance to go out dressed, maybe once a year for a few hours, like today, twice a year if I am really lucky. I have a small beard (my wifes idea) so I cant really dress-dress. My wife does not want me to get rid of it, so I am stuck. When I do get the chance to go out dressed, I wear everything except wig, nails and make-up. Also, have to be carefull. I live in Tennessee and while there may be some areas that are ok to go to, for the most part, not so.
My hobby requires that I travel almost every other month, so I always travel en femme. I dont meet the client as Linsey, I save her for my free time.
I always travel alone, but I stay near populated areas. I will rent a room at the location city, occasionally I will take my travel trailer.
I started going out gradually, short walks downtown, dinner at a small resturant, the movie theatres are mostly empty when they first open, I was building my confidence and finally realizing that unless you ae making a spectacle of yourself, people really dont pay much attention to me/us.
I love driving into the gas station and cleaning the windshield, sometimes I'll go into the mini-mart for a drink, my heart raced the first time I did that!
In a resturant, the waitress is always casual and helpful, even asking me where I bought my sweater. I sit and dine, paying no attention to people as they come and go. I eat carefully and slowly.
A sales women at Macy's helped me put together several outfits, I tried all of them on, I also loaded up on lingerie, she asked me to come in to the store dressed.
Several weeks later I went back, dressed, she didn't recognise me!
It gets easier as time goes by.
Quote from: CindyJames on March 17, 2011, 03:43:22 AM
I'm a woman. I cross dress to go to work for complicated reasons. Otherwise I dress as fashionably or as daggy as any other woman my age. Or younger ::).
What is the question behind the question?
That might be easier to address
Cindy
Ditto
this tread is very useful and iteresting,
My first experience was a short walk in a lonely park then i repeated the same drill over and over, in a lonely street, a corporate building garden, a closed shopping center, all these were taking place during eiter very late at night or very early in the morning, the point or no point was to do it where it were no one present.
I thibnk i moved on the day i got the guts on going out on haloween, the way i did it was carefully planned, I think i put too much atention to the details, now i think i really exaggerated.
Then i keep doing my drills in lonely places again, same time schedule etc, i became a little boring to tell the truth.
I took the courage to dressup and make up and do all to be passable and walk a typical and famous promenade in downtown, Im sure i was not wearing a good make up nor i was passable, i did enjoy and many people stare at me, i must say all who ran into me during the stroll, i though that my level of satisfactioan was to be low, but in fact it made me repeat the drill 3 times more in a row of 3 consecutive days, until the last time i did it became odd and boring except for the walking around in my favorite boots.
Then I got the idea to go dressed to a xxx sex shop, I did the drill 4 times, the first 3 times were nice and i really enjoyed, the cashier was nice to me and other people were looking at me as if they wanted to talk to me, on the 4th visit i got a guy looking at me and following me and checking out what i was looking too, i felt very uncomfortable, I wasnt there to atract men, i felt i was giving the wrong message. It took time for me to dress again.
I got to dress again recently and that one could be the opening of a certifiable going out, i will open a new tread giving the story as the plan went well. In short words i did went out totally in public, but i planned to go with another CD we did a makeover and then went out to a lounge. the story isnt a comon story, take a look and comment once i publish it. FYI i got even invited to post it on a famous TG magazine, and im still thinking to do it or not, just it need to correct some grammar.
I look forward for the next outing...again it will be a very creative one.
Dressing up never stops, it gets more and more creative.
Hi Veronica,
Do be careful of where you go, there are predators out there.
What you also do to give yourself convidence is do go out in 'male' mode and do female stuff. I had my eyebrows shaped on Sunday, and she was great, very friendly we talked about TG people. At the end of it, she said she ran a large salon in a different shopping centre, for me to come around and she would give me a pedicure and medicure etc, very fancy booklet. And was totally open that Cindy was welcome at anytime. When she asked my name I had told her Cindy, she smiled in a very friendly way and always used it. Possibly more confidence building that going to sex shops :laugh: :laugh:. Shudder to think what could happen to you.
I have found acceptance every where. As long as you accept you.
Hugs
Cindy
I have a week off and have been dressing as the real me all the time.
Yesterday I did the grocery shopping, and today had a Dentist appt, so outed myself there, she was great by the way, then had lunch and wandered around a local mall for an hour. No problems at all.
My therapist said yesterday that I had taken care with dressing, and had coordinated my outfit (Salvo chic) in a way that was age appropriate, suited the local area, and didn't stand out.
That seems to be the key to being able to merge into the environment.
Karen.
Friends of mine offerred the use of their house in Las Vegas, to which I readily accepted. Since no one was going to be there when I arrived, I decided to travel and arrive en femme.
The trip is usually 4 hours long. I left home in the early evening and changed at the first safe stop in my SUV, something that I normally dont do, but I wanted to have as much 'dresstime' as possible.
There is always a lot of venue choices and I opted for the one based on privacy and safety.
I kept my attire simple and easy, undies, jeans, tee-shirt, sandals, hair in a ponytail, and light make-up. I strolled around for a few minutes to enjoy that feeling of freedom and independance, then returned to the highway.
After 2 hours of driving, I needed to stop and rest. After parking I got out and checked myself in the car windows, there was Linsey looking back at me. The gas mart was well lit and not busy. I strolled towards the side entrance,
closest to the restrooms. The door chimed as I smiled at the elder male attendant, he smiled back and went about his tidying up. The restrooms were the single use type, I was done and out in a few minutes.
I exited and a couple was in the store now, they only looked at me quickly as looked at them, I left the store and back to my car. Yes...there were some people around, but I didn't study them, and they did not study me.
90 minutes later, I was looking over the valley that contains the city of Las Vegas. From 15 miles away, Las Vegas is all lights, colors and huge shapes. No cost is spared in creating the mega-casinos, they tower on both sides of the highway as I pass through the 10 mile stretch of casinos, hotels, clubs, shopping and dining. One fellow was keeping alongside, obviously wanting a closer look, I smiled and merged onto my exit.
The house is in a modest suburban neighborhood several miles west of downtown. I parked in the driveway, it is nearly 11 pm.
Everything I needed was here, I made tea and listened to the radio, the yard is nicely landscaped, I spent a while sitting outside, enjoying the warm breeze and the overall quiet. I later fell asleep with the telelvision on.
Late in the morning, I made coffee and showered. I used this opportunity to launder my underthings. Everything was clean and fresh for tonight. I was in need of a new hairpiece and there are several well known and recomended places in Las Vegas,
one of them is Bare Essentials Fantasy Fashions on West Sahara Blvd.
This store is well known for its wide selection of fantasy wear and stage costumes. One section is devoted to hairpieces, make-up and other CD 'essentials'. The female sales clerk assisted me with sorting through the numerous hairpiece styles and colors. I decided on a dark brown shoulder length with some highlights, the cut is tappered and layered around the face and the back. I had almost purchased a solid brown with bangs, but the other choice looked more appealing to me by the styling. I paid and tipped the salesgirl, I don't think she expected that but I appreciated her help. At a drugstore I bought a skin cleanser and a deeper shade for my lips.
My next stop was for jeans, a blouse and shoes. I immediately found a perfect pair of Levis boot cut jeans that I tried on along with 2 long sleeved light sweaters. There were no shoes to be found, the same for the blouses.
I left, stopping on the way to the house for take out food.
After my early dinner, I proceeded to get myself ready for the evening. I intended on seeing the Las Vegas Strip, en femme. There are several CD friendly establishments here, but I had decided to visit them at a later date and just spend time
alone, no hurries or influence, just me.
I dressed casually, the new jeans fit perfect, the new hairpiece is wonderful and feels and looks natural. With this cut, the hair frames my face, and I have to occasionally flip the hair out of my eyes. I made a special effort to do my eyes right,
using my eyeliner and eyeshades, the look was very nice. Of course I did the facelift trick to raise my brows, which makes a big difference appearance wise.
Again my heart began to race as I gathered up my essentials...lipstick, compact powder, money, ID, all in a small handbag, i locked the house and drove away.
Within a few minutes, I was on the north end of Las Vegas Blvd. This was a holiday weekend, so tonight it was crowded. Perfect for dissapearing into the throngs of tourists. I drove towards the south end where the newer casinos are.
The casino self-parking is free, and there are many choices where to park. I chose the least busiest parking structure. I checked my make-up, hair and clothes. The weather was perfect, warm and breezy, no need for a jacket. My button up sweater,
jeans and one inch laced heels all fit together quite nicely.
There are cameras everywhere, and no way to avoid them, but I wasn't avoiding anything tonight. I took a deep breath, flipped my hair back and walked towards the exit to the street.
So here I am...Linsey is finally on the Vegas strip. I stood and took everything in, my senses were overwhelmed with the spectacle that Las Vegas is. People where everywhere, and I was one now one of them...just another person amongst thousands
of others. Which way should I go? It really didn't matter, I casually walked to the south, towards the Wynn, Palazo, MGM, Ballagio, Luxor, etc...
It is true about society, if you do not focus on everyone around you, they will not focus on you. Here it is too late to be concerned that they will notice that there is something different about you. I have every right to be here as much as they do.
Everything fell into place...my attitude, poise, appearance, feelings. People of all sorts walked with and past me, without so moch as a casual glance from anyone. Yes there were several men that gave me more than a passing glance. I even 'busted'
several as they focused on my body, particularly my 'upper tropics'. It was fun to look at them as they would look up from my chest and find that they were caught studying their particularly favorite object of a gals body. I smiled back at their
sheepish expression, no harm no foul, everything was alright. My confidence soared as I relaxed and walked. The Ballagio water show was about to start, I found a place along the rail, people also gathered on either side of me. Soon I was boxed in.
The show began with a bang of lights and fountains. Everyone gasped at the onslaught, myself included. An older couple had moved in next to me, the gentleman was almost leaning against me as the crowd grew. The rush of sensations was pleasant
as we continued to watch. I momentarily took note of my posture...lower back in, shoulders back, chest out, feet together, behind out, hands turned inwards. I observed how the other ladies stood, I counted myself as one of them.
By now the crowd too deep for me to leave, so I would have to wait for the show th end.
I was relieved when the show did end as I was wasn't much for water shows and I was weary of standing there completely surrounded. The crowd slowly dispersed in all directions and I was free to continue. I followed the crowd towards the bridges that cross over the main streets. (to be continued)
Like another poster, my first experience involved me driving around in my car and then chickening out and going back home. My heart was racing the entire time and it felt like everyone within a miles radius was staring at me.
Not content to be controlled by fear, the next day I tried again, and actually made it to my destination: a thrift store. I was extremely nervous at first but quickly realized that most people really weren't paying that much attention to me. I recall when checking out (buying womens clothes of course) the cashier addressed me by a feminine pronoun, the first time I'd ever experienced that, it was exhilarating.
That was about a month and a half ago, in March. Since then I have been going out 2-3 times per week at least and I am now comfortable in pretty much any setting. Typically I go out shopping or running errands, or to places like the library, art gallery or museum.
I can pass pretty well appearance wise, but my voice is not passable which makes for some pretty interesting reactions from people I interact with. ;D
Not to belabour the point. Most people don't care. It's a bigger thing for you than them. Once you get used to that just do it. There is a restaurant in a local hotel, 5 mins walk from my house. I go once a week, the staff have totally accepted me from go. I know I don't pass, especially my voice, but they are totally cool about it. Now a days, it's good evening Cindy. How are you, you're looking good, what would you like? Invariably one or two of the waitresses will drift past and have a chat. Since I'm alone at these times I think it is a female thing just to say hello to a female friend. And the conversations are female ones. I'm even getting to know their children's names and what they have been up to. What we did on the weekend all that sort of stuff. It's so pleasant.
But do be careful. There are predators. We need to take all the precautions.
Cindy
Wow Lindsey, your story is very exciting i could feel the esxperience in a way cause you detailed it well, i think that vegas is the best place in the us to go around and discovering things without getting bored and not being caught easily,
As you say people are on their own biz and most likely is very tolerant if some one discovers you are a TV, in anyway vegas is vegas.
I think one day i will do as you, and will try to do all sort of things in a very sexy outfit, i will also try to grab the atention i dont care, maybe i will be hired for zumanity hahahaha.
as cindy says very wisely, as long as you feel sure and confident and your mind is clear on what you want to accomplish, you will be able to repeat outings over and over and people wont take it wrong at seeing you if you get to look too obious,
for me i am doing outings everytime i can i it takes me time to prepare myself physicaly and mentally, i need to plan everydetail, i dont think that i can start to improvize and let things hapening down the road, as i dont have experience to deal with things and encounters and dont know how to react etc,
so it is step by step.
I go anywhere I want enfemme within reason. I prefer company at times. Safety in numbers if you know what I mean. There are places and people I avoid because they may be hazardous to my well being.
I will never forget the first time even though it was more than 20 years ago. I wasn't very accomplished at make up yet so I'm sure I did not look that good. I was sooo nervous. I wanted to go downtown to a gay friendly bar. I thought that would be a safe place. I was so worried I would get pull over by a cop or get in to an accident. I was a wreck all the way. I parked about a block away (that was as close as I could get). Then I struggled walking over there in heels which turned out to be harder than I thought it would be. I got all the way to the front door before I lost my nerve and went home. I was so pissed at my self for chickening out.
It's gotten easier over the years to go out but I still find myself trying to avoid people. I don't like to go into brightly lit places like grocery stores. I know Cindy is right... most people don't notice and most that notice don't care. It's all on me.
I have always gone alone. I should try and go with a friend.
Quote from: lucaluca on March 16, 2011, 03:24:54 PM
hey, so how many of you go out dressed as a female? do you go out alone, or with a friend. do you go to partys or to a dinner?
when was the first time you went out and were you alone, or do you went to a crossdresser party?
so how did it all started and who of you lives out of the closet and how does this looks like?
Hummmmmm, I started going out in public back in 1993. I would go to a Lesbian bar . I kwew I had to "Grow if I were to fully transition ". I simply watched what other real women wore , those that I found were sucessful in their professions and sometimes in the media . ellen
The post of JulieC, made me remeber some of my first outings, i never wrote the following one as i forgot completely,
I was all there fully dressed in my car parked next to a closed shopping center, it was around 8 pm, therefore no one was around , to the fron of me was the highway and the service lane was full of cars going back home from a long day of work, as usual....i was finishing my make up, i was getting it better and better, i put on my earrings and there i was exactly with the outfit is on my avatar the pink suit, i was wearing pointed pumps with a metallic heel, and i was feeling amazing, i took a drive over a bar that is open for all kind and on my opinion very friendly, the cashier lady is a tg and she was very glad to see me entering the venue, it was actually very early to arrive, there were maybe 5 souls already in there drinking a beer or something, i was really feeling very insecure, i took a sit next to the dancing area and i noticed that that night there it was gonna be a tv show, little by little the place started to be crowded, i was thinking on leaving as i was feeling many eyes over me, of course i was not really passing as a gg, but my outfit was giving a kinky feeling and many guys were around, and checking me out, many of them were giving me hints to come over and talk to me, i was feeling not like doing that maybe cause i am straight but i was not feeling threaten maybe only shy, i could explain easily after that i am not into guys when one of them will tell me his intention, and problem solved, but i never meant to be mean or unfriendly, the nerves just took me over and i took my purse and left, once at my car i was feeling i shouldn't leave i may better go back but there were already many people at the front door and everybody saw me leaving checking me out, i was feeling that if i go back i may get too many people trying to see my face as i already grabbed the attention for the night.
then i left for good, before going home i walk a park not very lonely but no one around me to see my face, i felt that that was outing has having no point at all.
For me now, going into the public and people looking at you is a thrill, i love the feeling of challenging beauty and people knowing i could fool them if i wanted, but i always do something in purpose to reconfirm to them im a guy in heels, and i dont want to fool you as a guy, just taking in easy!!!
Veronica, I think your pink outfit is gorgeous!!
I got a breif moment to re- read a lot of what our friend Cindy said , great tips too ! I also spotted one of the Gals remarking as to driving about , same here , for me it was back in the early 1980's. The point I'm going to make today is , each time you go out , you actually can and will do better . Look, going from one gender to another isn't something you accomplish in "Hollywood time ". Uh no offense to Hollywood , actually lived there one time myself . You get better by just working on a small step at a time . ellen
Last night I went out to a straight karaoke bar. I have been going there weekly for several months and have become a regular that everyone remembers. For some reason it has lost some of the appeal that I felt in the beginning. I left early and wanted to expierence something different while dressed. It was about 11pm and I ended up at Shari's restaurant for something to eat. It wasn't that crowded and it was a major step for me to be out in public and not in a bar. Someday I hope to get the courage to go out to the mall.
Samantha
I guess I would consider my self lucky, I live about 25 miles east of Hollywood, we a lot of places to go out in the Hollywood area, shopping, restaurants, and the usual clubs. In the malls I might get a few stares but nothing bad has happened to me. I try to go out
I go out but not often enough. "All dressed up and no where to go." When going out I always use caution. Where I live can be dangerous at times. Always stay in public view and preferably with a friend.
Look, going from one gender to another isn't something you accomplish in "Hollywood time "
True that, it's lots of little steps. I started out pretty young, teenager, with driving around, then going out hiking at the Coast or in the redwoods. Back then I was physically immature and it was the high mark of hippies in Sonoma county and the boy/girl thing was confusing everyone and I just took rank advantage of that. (To tell the truth I've achieved most things in life by taking rank advantage.) I didn't go to clubs or anything like that till after I was out of college. But I did keep up the hikes.
i have been out dressed 2 times, both times i went to a tri-ess meeting, but before the meeting started i went to a downtown mall in Salt Lake City.
:o I know this thread tends to be more on the "female" side, but you know me...I just have to add me-little-ol-2-cents...
I have been dressing in male-form every since I can remember...part of my military life, made the transition to wear male clothing, that much easier...
and when I go out-and-about...I am in full gear from, boxers-to-packing, to slacks-to-shoes...the "whole" nine-yards...even at home...it is the same....
I pretty much don't care what the hells people think...if I am not thinking about what they are doing, and whom they are doing IT with, then why the hells should they be all up in my business...plain and simple!
I am not afraid to go out in "full" form, and for those individuals whom I am surrounded by, I have no problem in explaining, why I am not a Lesbian, even though I date women...so for me, comprehension is very important, but not required, because I know who I am, and I have accepted me a very long time ago!
If I can accept you, then honestly, you should be able to accept me...notice, I said should...you don't have to be accepted, but you should be accepted... ;D
I think that FtM pass far more easily in public than MtF. Without being in any way offensive 'female bodied people' can wear anything they want and society accepts it. Sort of like when 'male' business suits were fashionable for women, no one batted an eye. But a 'male bodied looking person' wearing a 'female' business suit would be commented upon.
It seems very unfair.
Cindy
;D Hellooo Cindy...I agree, but sometimes, I ghet "THAT" stare...WE are ALL familiar with...especially from kids...with them I polity say, "Didn't your mother teach you not to stare..." or, "Did you know, it's not polite to stare?"
With adults it's quite different...if they are staring long enough, I have a tendency to say very Sarcastically, "Hello, can I help you?" this almost always ghet them folks ;D
Always the polite one I am....but yeah...I'm pretty much confident when I go out and about town....
I've gone out a couple of times by going to movies. My voice seems to be the biggest initial challenge for me.
I go almost anywhere I feel safe while dressed. As Cindi mentioned there are predators out there. I try to stay in public places and hopefully with a friend. Safety in numbers.
Only when i go interstate...then no one knows...small town syndrome for me.
I have only dressed in the privacy of my own home. Someday I want to go out into the world as Amber for the first time with my beloved fiance.
When I been in Russia I go out 2 times per week, it was my life style.... Dressing and stay home is not interesting for me.....
I hope no one minds, but this is not about my first time out..as it has not happened yet. I have read through all of the posts, and it seems that many people choose to go out alone, and in areas without people. I have worked in Federal Law Enforcement, and the idea of anyone going to a secluded area alone scares me. There are horrible people out there, and they will do unspeakable things. I would like to advice that you try to stay in areas where there are a lot more people. I know I cant yet know how difficult it is to go into a crowded area when you feel so vulnerable, but I would absolutely hate to learn that anyone hear was hurt. Just my two cents.
I will say you're all brave whether dressing at home or going outside cross-dressed! :D Never let others make you feel shame or embarrassment you are all beautiful both inside and outside!
I'm bigender and my girl mode was absolutely jonesing to go out en femme - getting dressed at home was not cutting it anymore. So one saturday night I put on capris, a nice top, and some 4 inch heels and drove down to a very busy gay bar and met some bigender friends. We ate there and then wondered over to a regular bar for after dinner drinks. Lots of walking in those heels and my feet paid the price afterward :D
I was absolutely petrified with fear. I had to make a two block walk from where i parked to the first bar, wobbling in my heels, right past a sidewalk cafe with lots of people sitting there (I almost chickened out at this point) but in for a dime, in for a dollar so I gave myself a little pep talk and made that walk. Nobody even looked at me.
After the first hour in the bar realized that NOBODY had given me a second glance - nobody. I was sure that something would give me away and if something did people sure didn't show it - or i passed well enough not to raise eyebrows. This provided much needed validation of my girl mode. My friends had never seen me in girl mode and they told me that i passed better as a girl than as a guy :D
After I realized that i was not the object of everyone's ridicule I was able to relax and enjoy the evening. It was FUN!!!
I already posted many experiences on my outings but this time i would like to actually talk not about the details of what i did but the conclusionas that as of today i came up and at every experience i have a new lesson to learn,
As provided above in an earlier post in this thread, most of us starts by going out to lonely places, prhaps is not safe or maybe it is you see by yourself, i started the same way i lost the count of how many times i did that, but everything has a reason, first i felt i was safe from the sight of others, also i wanted to feel the floor with my shoes and see if i actually can walk at least 100yards and not fall, then i wanted to see my sihuete in the reflection of any window or something that can reflect my image. then i wanted to feel i went out.
then i felt it was not exciting anymore but actually stressing,
i analized the situation i needed to jump to the next stage, so i went for the public area, but i selected the night time late hours actually, i ran itno people and everybody noticed me, and knew i was a guy, i realized that i needed to improve my look on all aspects but how?
so in 3 years i did understand to make a good and proportionate body shape, understood my age and my look that will go with me, learn how to make up and the tones i needed, for that i needed and used the help of profesionals, i went to a photo studio and they did all this sugestions and improvement in me.
now going out is a joy, is not always perfect, i sometimes make people keep staring but is actually because im too tall for the city i live and i love to wear miniskirts over fishnets, and 4inchers pumps, so i know how to make people stare to that way rather to the shadow of my beard.
i now realize that going to crwoded places is better than not crowded places, incredible or not, you dont atract much atention and when you do you pass, and you enjoy.
I did outings in daylight at the cowded places i still feel very shy, and i had to abort many times the outing cause of nerves and decide to go late afternoon instead, so what is making you go out is to feel you can do anyhting in this life, and no limits, you feel in the top and you feel you are more darin than the rest of the planet. so everytime you go ot you beat and you conquest something and enjoy your best hobby and therapy.
I go out quite a bit. I go out with friends or by myself.
:)
I go out all the time. Clubs, Shopping etc. Once I tried for the first time I felt like a women.
Since I live in LA not far from Hollywood, I go out often shopping, getting my nails done, the usual girl type stuff, the Hollywood area has decent amount of clubs to go out.
Quote from: gennee on May 30, 2012, 12:10:14 PM
I go out quite a bit. I go out with friends or by myself.
:)
Me, too.
Last week I visited another city and stayed at a hotel for 3 nights. I checked in while dressing a juniors' skirt with flower pattern and a black stilletto heel. My colleagues made reservation using my male name. And my manly voice... But the cashier in the front desk did not pay special attention to me. I thought he is an able employee. In the street, my height alone attracts attention of people, especially middle-aged women.
This summer, I am going to work together with two graduate school students, one is for MSc and the other for Ph.D. They are 20 years young than me, and have seen me wear skirts and heels. At the campus, I dicussed something with them while wearing the skirt and heel. No problem, at least superficially. Another male student asked me whether it is very uncomfortable to wear high heels, and I replied "Sure. It is. But for beauty, I should put up with it.".
Barbie~~
I go out as much as i can. I wear Girl pants tops and have blue convers with big sunglasses and a cute hat with my lipgloss :) im not SUPER feminine but ive been mistaken for a girl often enough for it to work.
In the past, I made little trips dressed to gas stations, convenience stores, etc. and am at the point that I'm more or less at ease in public. It took a while to get to that point; when I was younger, I ventured into a shopping mall during the day, and got questioned by a couple of security guards as to what I was doing there. Small wonder, as I was wearing a white satin translucent blouse, black miniskirt, dotted black nylons and baby pink 5 inch stilettos and garish makeup, and a tacky blonde wig. Although at the time, I thought I looked sexy!
This past weekend, I went out with my wife. I packed Samantha's suitcase and we drove to another city and rented a nice motel room. After resting for a bit, I showered and selected my lingerie. I then dressed in a nice cream colored clingy, shirred V neck blouse with an above the knee black satin skirt that fit snug, but not too tight. My wife suggested the dark pink bra I chose didn't work well because of the lace decoration at the top of the cups; it didn't create a smooth look with the blouse, so I changed to a light pink smooth cup bra. A matching thong and sheer black stay ups completed the dressing, except for the addition of my favorite black kidskin Italian 4.5 inch stilettos. These shoes are so comfortable and easy to walk in, and I love how elegant they look.
After doing my makeup and brushing my wig, I put on some 2 inch hoop earrings and a gold necklace, applied a few spritzes of perfume around my neck and the back of my legs. I put on my coat, grabbed my purse and away we went. My wife drove to a large movie theater and parked in the parking lot some distance away from the theater. She walked a little ways ahead of me to buy the tickets for the show, while I waited in the car for a few minutes. I checked my makeup in the lighted visor mirror, and thought I actually looked pretty good. I started out swinging my hips a little and enjoying the click of my heels on the pavement.
As I walked up to the entrance two security guards were standing out front, talking. One glanced my way momentarily and continued talking to his partner. So far, so good. I pulled my shoulders back to push my breasts out a little more and walked over to where my wife was waiting in the lobby with the tickets, and fortunately we didn't have any line to stand in for the ticket taker. The theater corridor area was a shiny, hard linoleum, and my heels sort of slid around a little on it, but nothing too bad. A few people glanced my way as we made our way to the theater entrance, but nobody looked shocked or bemused. I just smiled slightly at no one in particular and continued on my way.
When we entered the theater, I was shocked how big a room it was. My wife started climbing a flight of stairs to go to some higher seating, and I followed along sashaying up the stairs. Some men already seated appeared to be looking admirably at me as I walked past going up the stairs. About 8 steps short of where my wife had chosen the seats, my left pump caught on something and came off mid step. Feeling embarrassed, I back tracked down a couple of steps and crouched down, picked up my shoe, put a sheepish smile on my lips and quickly climbed the steps to where my wife was seated, wearing one pump. When I sat down I quickly slid my pump back on my foot, crossed my legs and folded my hands on my lap and holding my purse not believing what just happened. The lights started dimming, the previews started, and I reclined back slightly so my knees weren't sitting so high trying to get more comfortable. After a few minutes a young couple walked right up beside us and the guy sat down next to me. I was really nervous at first and I could see he was stealing glances at my legs and shoes when the screen was lighter during some of the scenes. But then I thought to myself "If I was sitting next to someone with sheer nylons and sexy pumps, I'd be checking too." After a short while he didn't pay me any more attention that I was aware of. Because of their close presence, I didn't say much to my wife during the whole movie above a whisper.
When the movie ended, I wanted to wait until the room cleared somewhat before climbing down the stairs, but me wife told me that the best way to fit in is to leave with the crowd. I made my way safely down the steps and felt both exhilarated and nervous at the same time. Back in the lobby, a few men standing around smiled appreciatively as I walked past; I felt very sexy. The night air felt good on my legs as I went outside and clicked across the parking lot. I drove back to the motel; after parking I slid out and pulled my skirt down as my lace stocking tops were showing a little. My wife and I then had a few drinks and we had a very relaxed, amorous night.
The next morning she suggested I should get dressed and go pick up some breakfast for us. I would have loved to, but I didn't have enough time to make myself look presentable in public before we had to check out of the motel. With regret, I packed up my things for the drive home. I can hardly wait for our next outing.
Quote from: Samantha403 on June 13, 2012, 12:50:31 AM
Small wonder, as I was wearing a white satin translucent blouse, black miniskirt, dotted black nylons and baby pink 5 inch stilettos and garish makeup, and a tacky blonde wig.
Hi, welcome.
I especially loves heels. I also have 4 inch stilettos. It can look sexy, but for me, it has been uncomfortable to walk. Last Sunday I wore it outdoors.
(https://www.susans.org/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fi943.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fad278%2Fbarbie_pictures%2Fstilettos2012_06_10.jpg&hash=40a09e999e9f708740353570de329370e980cd48)
This weekend I am going to wear plain 4-inch high heel sandals, which is far easier to wear and walk.
Barbie~~
I am a little too thick and chesty to be able to go out in public dressed as a female. I am trying to overcome this, although on one occasion I was dressed in jeans, joggers and t-shirt and visited my mother in hospital I did get a comment from another patient that " Your daughter has arrived". My mother has also been told on numerous occasions I am her. I still see a man in the mirror but I wonder if I am being too critical of myself? I think you who venture out in public are amazing and I salute you all.
Going out as female is always so exciting. The opportunities are few and the adventure is enjoyed. Most times I go by myself at night and find a safe place to window shop or go to a movie. A GG friend has gone with me a few times but only for walks. We often just stay in for a girls night of talk, movies and looking a fashion magazines. I'm actually more girly than she is so I help her with make-up, false eylashes and clothes style.
Quote from: Suzette on June 14, 2012, 06:12:41 PM
I still see a man in the mirror but I wonder if I am being too critical of myself?
In my case, passibility does not matter so much. Whether I pass or not, I pursue beauty together with social relationships. Of course, I enter women's restroom when I think I apparently look like a woman.
Barbie~~
Crossdressing to me was rather different, the only thing that I ever wanted, at that time was long hair and smooth skin (not through shaving). So when I started cd-ing I choose to go out only with other cds to local gay pubs and to the very famous Taxi Club. About a year later, I started 'entertaining' men if you know what I mean ;)
When I started hormones and my skin became softer and my hair started growing longer, I didn't feel like meeting guys for sex anymore (which is kinda awkward - because it takes very little effort). It also made me realise that cd-ing was just a phase in my life and who I am today is the real person behind the façade.
These days however, I hardly visit any of the gay areas and I remember coming out crying from Taxi when I went there last year. I really didn't fit there and I felt awful when I was constanly being hit by ->-bleeped-<-s. I just coudln't bring myself to meet any more ->-bleeped-<-s... :'(
This is me when I was a CD
(https://www.susans.org/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fa8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net%2Fhphotos-ak-snc7%2F198_11030356246_4867_n.jpg&hash=eff6dc0215a023fad10c0205e698183eb41a8562)
This is me a year into transition
(https://www.susans.org/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fa8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net%2Fhphotos-ak-snc6%2F230977_10150169217981551_6959548_n.jpg&hash=4820ec0a346742ed0c0257fe620a7bcef8ded743)
And this was from few weeks ago...
(https://www.susans.org/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fa8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net%2Fhphotos-ak-snc7%2F318002_10150928929331247_1912419037_n.jpg&hash=c32476ebb63f64ad4719cce7631aa7c1537682e4)
Quote from: glicious on June 26, 2012, 05:45:46 PM
Crossdressing to me was rather different, the only thing that I ever wanted, at that time was long hair and smooth skin (not through shaving). So when I started cd-ing I choose to go out only with other cds to local gay pubs and to the very famous Taxi Club. About a year later, I started 'entertaining' men if you know what I mean ;)
When I started hormones and my skin became softer and my hair started growing longer, I didn't feel like meeting guys for sex anymore (which is kinda awkward - because it takes very little effort). It also made me realise that cd-ing was just a phase in my life and who I am today is the real person behind the façade.
These days however, I hardly visit any of the gay areas and I remember coming out crying from Taxi when I went there last year. I really didn't fit there and I felt awful when I was constanly being hit by ->-bleeped-<-s. I just coudln't bring myself to meet any more ->-bleeped-<-s... :'(
Glicious,
You look fabulous! You seem to have transitioned successfully so far. I heard that there is a bar where m2f transgenders are serving. But I have not yet been at that kind of place.
Barbie~~