I took this as a "once in a lifetime" experience. I would be in Vegas for 2 days by myself. No wife, no kids, no bachelor party. Just me. My plane lands, I check into the hotel and I just go shopping. I have never shopped for female clothes before and it scared the crap out of me, but I just did it. I walked into Walmart first and it was scary. I meandered around for about a half hour and then just jumped in. I stated flipping through dresses and found a couple I really liked. I went to the dressing room and showed the clerk what I was trying on and there was o reaction from her at all. I tried them on, liked 2 out of 3, and opened the door. The girl asked me if everything fit! I said 2 did. I know it's silly, but it was the first time I confirmed to anyone out loud that wasn't in this world that I cross dress. It was incredibly liberating and to be honest...it freed me a little. I checked out some handbags and wallets stress free, grabbed a lovely shall as it would a bit chilly and bought everything. I went next door to Payless shoes and went right to the women's section. The clerk was in that aisle and asked if I needed help. It just came out of my out "I'll be dressing in drag tonight and I need some shoes" as if I had said it a million times. You know what happened? The world didn't end, my life didn't flash before me, she just asked what size I was and everything was normal. It was so cool. I tried on a couple of pairs of shoes, bought 2 and left.
From there I went to Just You and met Amy. She was amazing. Not only did she do an amazing transformation, but she was also a great therapist. Explaining feelings, emotions and making me feel pretty as well as normal.
From there, myself and 2 others from Amy's went to eat. This would be my first experience out. We went to a restaurant in the Tuscany Casino and ordered. Whether or not I "passed" or it was the waiter being polite, but it was really something being referred to as "Miss". Dinner was really a non event. Nothing crazy, out of the ordinary and honestly...5 minutes into t I forgot I was even dressed. Every now and again I would brush the hair out of my face, catch a glimpse of my cleavage, or shoes, and I wold freak out internally...but externally all was normal. From dinner we went to something called the royal sovereignty of the desert empire. It was some sort of Drag event for charity where Drag Queens and other lip sync and raffle of gifts and such. It was fun. Frm there we started Bar hopping: first we went to a place called Drink and Drag. It was wild. It was a place staffed by drag queens that is a bowling alley/bar/night club/restaurant in downtown Vegas. It was filled with gays, bachelor parties, straight tourists and other drag queens. It was so cool. Again, this was normal. What we did next was so scary and yet ecellerating: we walked down the strip. This wasn't a "drag friendly" excursion, this was out, in public, walking as a woman. Liberating is the only word I could use to describe it. For an hour I walked as a woman and only once did I hear a chuckle. It wasn't earth shattering. One of the girls just turned and smiled at the chucklers and they smiled right back. From there we wen to a bar called Flex, and by then I was exhausted. A night a eating, drinking, dancing, bowling, and walking in public was enough. I had a rental car and the only thing I wasn't ready for was to walk back into my hotel as Sophia. I found a quiet, dark spot and parked. Changed quickly. Wiped my face off with wet wipes, put on a hat and felt ok to go back.
Night 2 was much of the same. This time Amy's associate Brenda did my transformation and she was just as good if not better. Brenda has been with Amy for a little while and said she was still learning, but she was great. I really thought I looked better on night 2. Drink and Drag was having a party so we went there and stayed for a while. The dance floor there was fun and so was dancing with real women as a woman. Being a straight guy, I don't change my sexual preference when I dress...I'm hoping others feel the same. Drink and Drag was as a much a tourist attraction as it was a drag bar and having "straight" people around me who were accepting was comforting. I hope that doesn't offend. It is just that Flex was exclusively a Gay bar and I had never really been to one, nor was necessarily prepared to see men dancing in there underwear. Not that I am being judgmental, I'm not. It's just I was nervous enough being Sophia and staying as close to my normal environment felt comforting while I was Sophia. We walked the strip again and this time I didn't walk...I strutted. I was much more confident on night 2 and I really enjoyed it so much more. Our last stop was a gay bar called Charlies. Again, it was packed with Gay men, but less...and I don't know how to say it other than less scary and aggressive than Flex. Lots of dancing and fun. The night ended witha great compliment...or at least I took it as one...when some guy came up to me and said "excuse me beautiful, do you know the time". I gave him the time and that was that. Again, found that dark spot, put Sophia away and flew home.
I don't know if I will ever have an opportunity like this again, but knowing I might not....I did things I normally wouldn't and I enjoyed every minute of it.
Takeaways:
Vegas is incredibly TG friendly
Being outed by strangers wasn't the end of the world
Amy was great, and Brenda was too.
Drink and Drag was my favorite spot- the staff in Drag were so friendly, talkative, and inviting.
Ten Years Living 24/7 as a Mature Lady
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Originally Posted by Sophia Frances
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