I just drive out My Neighbor knows of my Hobby, He is the person I did the "Surprise" package at his 90th birthday, his wife is Cool, and has borrowed make-up from me,,,,
I just drive out My Neighbor knows of my Hobby, He is the person I did the "Surprise" package at his 90th birthday, his wife is Cool, and has borrowed make-up from me,,,,
JoanAz
Sounds like me going to electrolysis appointments. I wear a hooded zip-up sweatshirt even in the summer just so no one gets a clear view of my saran-wrap covered face. Oh yeah, and sunglasses.
No Woman wants to date a guy who owns cuter heels than her!Brianna
It just shows how different we all are and how different our dwellings are. From the moment I step out of my door - front or side - I am visible from about 20 houses, mostly some distance away but close enough to be able to see me. I then have a 30 metre walk down a steep slope to my garage. Emerging onto the lane and before I can enter my garage I might not only meet my neighbours, who are often working in their front garden and I might meet any one of a number of other local friends passing by. I would have nowhere to hide or retreat the method of getting to my car unseen simply isn't workable. Even if I drive my car right up to my side door, which is possible, the location and probability of being seen at some point is very high. After dark in winter might work - but such opportunities are no more than once or twice a year.
I know someone will tell me to "just get on with it"....but that is not an option for me. Good luck to all of you who can escape unnoticed - and to those who don't mind being seen, but it's not me.
I just let my neighbors know over a short period of time as we casually met for chit-chat and gossip. Did'nt want them to think some strange woman had bought the house or was about to steal my car. So now, when I go for a walk or a drive they just smile and wave.
I don't own a wig yet or mastered makeup, so when I go out I'm usally just wearing women's jeans with a male top over bra and panties.
Cary
For all this sneaking around, it would seem easier to by a smoke generator and stick it in the front yard between the door and the driveway.
Run, run very fast.
Get a garage.
Live like a vampire.
If dressed then don't leave the house.
If wanting to go out dressed, get dressed after you leave.
Tell your neighbors your sister was visiting.
Tell your neighbors your friend was visiting.
Tell your neighbors to butt out of your business.
Or if all of those are not to your liking?
Hold your head up and walk out the door, give your neighbors and nice wave and a smile and really leave'em wondering. lol
"Sammy, really next time do try to make your point without being quite so abrasive." -RD
I'm sure they noticed. They either didn't care, were too freaked out, or too polite to say anything.Originally Posted by Intertwined
the most gratification came when i realized that the only one on the entire lane that cared what i looked like WAS ME.
and that was years ago, will not go back to that lie ever again.
My deepest respect for the ones that still are not fully out as you are living your life on your terms RIGHT? lifes to short put on the heels and go.
Brandi
I never leave the house dressed I'm always naked.
Drink up me heartys,yo ho!
Kate
I just pull out of the garage. Who cares what the neighbors think? Not me. I paid for my house (and it's paid for) and I pay my property taxes. I come and go fully enfemme when ever I choose. I also sit out on my patio enfemme. If they have a problem, they can either not look or put up a privacy fence.
If a person is trying to remain secret about CDing, this can be a big problem. When I want to keep the neighbors out of it, I do what you've described--dress partially (sometimes underdress) and finish the process down the road.
warmly, Linnea
It is unfortunate that some of us have to go to these measures to leave the privacy of our own home to go somewhere dressed the way we want to be. I can relate to this as I was in the same situation at one time. During this time I dared to leave my home only under the cover of darkness. I feel fortunate in that now I live in the country and have the privacy to come and go as I please with no worries. I have only two close neighbors (about 100 yards away) and since they both know I am a cd I do not give a damn what they see or think. Yesterday a cd friend visited me and in the evening we decided to go for a cruise in my 68 Charger which was parked in the driveway next to my house. We got in the car and exited my driveway with absolutely no cares about who seen us! We were both fully dressed and it was daylight out and it felt great to be able to do this. I feel very fortunate to be in this position and wish that all of my sisters here could also be so fortunate. I do realize that everyones situation is different and that it is neccessary to take measures to protect our identity from others who would not understand.
Last edited by CD Susan; 05-20-2009 at 07:39 PM.
There is no car better, never has nor ever will be better than a '68 Charger.
Don't feel sorry for those of us who cannot stroll out the front door of our homes in girl mode, especially for me. We all have different lives and issues to consider.
I've made reference to my car being my "supergirl changing booth" and that is the way it is. Why? Because with kids I don't need their friends, the community, neighbors, whoever saying crap about how their dad presents. I may not personally care what others think but I have to consider them first and foremost.
It's about respect for one's situation. Advice around here should consider that what fits one doesn't necessarily fit everyone else.
Like a corpse deep in the earth I'm so alone, restless thoughts torment my soul, as fears they lay confirmed, but my life has always been this way - Virginia Astley, "Some Small Hope" (1986)
Sunlight falls, my wings open wide. There's a beauty here I cannot deny - David Sylvian, "Orpheus" (1987)
This is to everyone who has read this thread, especially Sara Jessica. I apologize for the post that I entered here yesterday. I know now that I should have worded it differently and I have since edited it so hopefully it is not offending to anyone. If my original post did offend anyone I am very sorry for that as that was not my intention. I was only trying to show how some of us have better home life situations allowing freedom of coming and going than others do. I try to be courteous and respectfull to everyone here and if I failed to do that I am truely sorry.
Thank you Dianne Roberts for stating your views on 68 Chargers. I am very flattered but would like to point out that there are a lot of other muscle cars of all makes that are equally nice.
I might have to try this low profile method of going out. I want to go out but I am usually too afraid. I went for a drive for the first time in a long while just the other night. It seems like I always have the worst luck on the rare occasion that I do go out dressed. Honestly, on several occasions, I have had the luck of stepping out just as a neighbor will appear from out of nowhere at 2 o'clock in the morning on a weekday night. I seem to be lucky like that. But the other night, I couldn't resist the urge. I just had to go test-drive a new wig I had just gotten. I boldly and brazenly walked right out to my car sitting in the driveway in front of my house. And I did it with total confidence. Yeah right... OK, I confess, the planets were in line and all of my neighbors were gone. So I am steppin out. Yahoo. I drove the 100 feet or so to the corner and turned right into what seemed like the Nationl Convention of the Fraternal Order of Police. Here I am. nervous as can be and half of the cops in town are parked right at the end of my block. There were patrol cars and cops everywhere. The road was almost completely blocked off. I had to slowly weave my way through all of the cop cars and flashing lights. I was just KNEW one of them was going to step out and stop me. Oh crap.... But I figured it would be better to go ahead than to turn around and go running off in the other direction. How lucky can ya get? Oh did I mention that I also have lots of friends in the local PD. Great. I did get through the traffic jam and then I drove around until I figured they had cleared the area. The drive seemed almost uneventful after that bit of drama.
Whether you think you can, or you think you can't, you're right.
I've never had this particular problem, but here's a thought. If you scope out a unisex bathroom in your area (malls often have them, sometimes trendy coffee shops), then you could carry your makeup and girl clothes (neatly folded) into the bathroom in a man bag, change, and take the dude clothes back out to the car. You could even have one of those huge girly shopping bags inside, so that you wouldn't have to be seen carrying the man bag, your jacket, etc.
Do you know every thought that crosses your mind? To know the mind of many is to know the depth of the ocean. Where at? What era? Why? It is to ask of heaven, how many stars? Those near, those far, those seen, unseen, heard by whom, in darkness, alone, or in sunlight, beyond? How far? Who cares? Our creator, over all seasons presiding, knows each mind by name.
Susan, no offence taken. It was very sweet of you to change your OP, even though you didn't have to.
There's not a whole lot which pushes my buttons but generalized advice can do it in a heartbeat, especially when an individual's personal situations are not taken into consideration. Take leg shaving for example, I only started doing that year round about a year and a half ago, yet I couldn't recommend it for everyone. One has to look at their own situation in making such potentially "radical" changes in their presentation. Same goes for marching out the front door in girl mode. I'm not likely to do it any time soon, if at all. But even if I could, I cannot see being able to categorically recommend it for everyone.
This is one thing which makes us who we are, the lengths we go to when it comes to our craft in presentation (regardless of our personal motivations in doing so). Whether getting ready at home, in a hotel room, in our car, at some sort of public restroom, or any combination thereof, it can be such a pain!!!
Like a corpse deep in the earth I'm so alone, restless thoughts torment my soul, as fears they lay confirmed, but my life has always been this way - Virginia Astley, "Some Small Hope" (1986)
Sunlight falls, my wings open wide. There's a beauty here I cannot deny - David Sylvian, "Orpheus" (1987)
Given that the giver of advice can hardly be expected to know the unique situation of every member of his audience, and thus cannot be reasonably expected to account for it, it is incumbent upon the reader to decide if said advice applies to him or not. That's a long way of saying that free advice is worth what you pay for it.
Caveat emptor.
Always a good plan for internet posted messages.
It reminds me of many years ago before the internet, there was an international messaging "system" called FidoNet. It's saying was "Don't be annoying and don't be easily annoyed". Good advice for reading/posting on the internet. Written word can be deceiving in that it doesn't always express itself well and can be misinterpreted.
when i go out i like to try and go when its dark out, if this cant be done, i just go for it, think my neighbors already have seen me, but not sure. o well
Although my place is visible from many houses, luckily they're all some distance away, and when I use the side door it's about 20 ft. to the sidewalk, but someone would have to be in the exact right 15 ft. of pavement to actually see me, let alone notice me.
The only time I went out from where I live now was at night, and I just parked as close as I could to the house while in drab, loaded up a bag with boy clothes, got dressed, made sure the outdoor lights were not on, then just made to 10 steps to the car as quickly as I could and drove briskly away.
If I go out during the day, I'll have to use a variation on the strategy described in this thread... get mostly dressed, then cover up with sweat pants, coat, sunglasses, baseball cap, complete the look in a parking lot somewhere else. No one would be close enough for long enough to notice my makeup, but I think waiting until I'm eslewhere to put on heels would be smart!
For those who are hiding it from say their spouse, I can see that being a tricky situation and my best advice is to leave in drab but change in the car or another location (a friend's house for instance who you are out to). Since I live alone my attitude is that I have the right to do what I want and it is nobody else's business. I still get a little nervous when the occasional neighbor (or visitor of theirs) gives a weird stare and I never can tell if it is because I look good or I'm not passing. Regardless, it is not their business. If they ask, I will tell them but if they give me an attitude I will give an appropriate one back. They don't pay my rent and they don't control my life and that is the end of it. Good luck to everyone else.
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