This is long, so if you read through then thanks in advance for indulging me
So I purged many years ago thinking I was “over that” and have been slowly rebuilding in recent months after returning to my cross dressing ways. So this past Tuesday I took a large step forward (at least for me).
On Tuesday I went for a makeover which I had scheduled a few weeks ago with the plan to go out from there and visit a couple of my favorite area shops afterwards. There is major construction going on in this area, so lots of road crews and police details on the streets – not easy to hide. I parked and got out of my car, fully dressed but without a stitch of makeup, and made my way to the salon, past said road crews and police. As expected, no stares, comments, finger pointing etc.
The makeover was all I hoped for – the salon was an oasis and my esthetician, Amanda was wonderful. She did a great job and also really helped build my confidence too when she complimented me on my choice of outfit and accessories.
Now made up, I was ready to take on the world, so I strode right up Main Street on a bright sunny morning, watching my reflection in windows as I walked past and dropped in at my favorite resale boutique. I have been to this shop several times and have become friendly with the owner, so it was kind of nice when I walked in and saw that she had that “you-look-familiar-but-I-can’t-quite-place-you” look on her face for a few moments before she put 2 & 2 together and recognized me. We talked, I shopped and just thoroughly enjoyed myself. By the time I left I had a new pair of cranberry dress pants and a white/cranberry print top to go with them!
My next stop was at my wig shop down the street. I had promised the women there when I bought my wig that I would be back when I was dressed and couldn’t wait to see them. I was greeted enthusiastically and made no attempt to feminize my voice, so if the man that was on his way out hadn’t already read me then the voice was a dead giveaway, but I wasn’t concerned. Moments later he returned and told the staff that he needed to speak to “this young lady”, gesturing to me. I joked about not being that young, but didn’t deny being a lady. He then told me that he also dresses and asked me if I knew of any groups in the area, which I unfortunately wasn’t able to help him with. I pointed him to this site, which he was aware of, but I wasn’t able to be of any more help. I chatted with the wig shop ladies for a few more minutes then headed back up the road. On my way back past the resale shop I glanced in and saw the same man from the wig shop was now there, so I shouted in to him that he would be well taken care of there. The shop owner said ‘Thanks Beth’ so I smiled to myself and went on my way.
The worst thing that happened to me all day was when returning to my care I realized I had forgotten to feed the meter and had a ticket. A kind gentleman about my age parked behind me offered me quarters for the meter, but since I already had my ticket and was on my way out I said no thank you. He then came over and we talked for a minute about the tickets (he had gotten one too) and I will say I was nervous being inches away and trying to be natural (this time I did try to feminize my voice), but he was a perfect gentleman. I thanked him again and went on my merry way.
From there it was a quick stop in at Payless and Kohls to browse then home.
All in all, I had a great time. It’s funny, but the last time I was out was years ago, and at night with virtually no interaction with anyone. I distinctly remember being equal parts terrified and exhilarated at the same time. It wasn’t like that this time. I was relaxed and happy the whole time. I was a little nervous maybe at times but mostly I just thoroughly enjoyed myself. I attribute this difference in no small way to this site and the information and encouragement I have gotten here from all of you. I will be doing this again soon I hope.
Thank you all,
Beth
