On Sunday, for the first time in my life, there was a point where I thought to myself "you know, maybe I'm not cut out to be a crossdresser....I suck so bad at it!" What am I talking about? Well, it's a long story, but last week Marla and I had planned an outing to go to her regular nail salon for both of us to get a manicure. I was going to be dressed en femme. It didn't happen, but only because when it came to the time for me to get all "girl-ed up" I just didn't feel like it. I know!! Not wanting to dress and go out in public as two girls with my wonderfully supportive wife? Am I crazy? It's every crossdresser’s dream, isn't it? Anyway, that was last Sunday and I did post about my "chickening out" and how this Sunday would be different.
http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/...602#post515602
Well, Sunday came, I was feeling confident, my make up was good, my wig looked fine, I was dressed to blend in wearing a khaki skort, a pale blue blouse, and black low heeled slides. I was feeling a little bit nervous but otherwise pretty much okay, but the moment we walked through the door of the salon I just caved in! I suddenly felt like I was in the most feminine environment on earth, and I felt very self conscious. The salon is a small one, with about 5 stations. There were three women getting their nails done. As we walked in everyone stopped talking, and everyone (and I mean everyone, including the manicurists) turned to look at me.
Now, I was not ready for this at all. I expected everyone to just get on with what they were doing and maybe one or two people glance at me...maybe. No way! The first woman on my left gave me a look that said "what are you doing in here?” Well okay, she probably wasn't thinking that, but it sure felt like it to me. The second woman on my right looked me straight in the eye and had a very perplexed look on her face as if she was trying to figure me out. The third woman stared really hard at me with her eyes wide open in almost mild shock. I felt like I wasn't passing at all - not even close. Right now some of you might be thinking "so what?" or "hello, welcome to my world," but believe it or not this has never happened to me before. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I pass all the time, I'm saying I've never been in a situation were I’ve been en femme and everyone in my immediate surroundings was staring at me. I could feel myself going redder, and getting hotter.
When Marla started to explain that her "girlfriend" would like a manicure, the guy who owns the shop said that I should go to the back of the store and pick a color. Well, there was no way I was going to walk the full length of the salon with all those women staring at me. I whispered to Marla "I'm sorry, but I have to go – now." She frowned at me and then proceeded to tell the guy "You know what? I think we'll go to lunch first and come back a little later." He tried to get us to stay by saying he could seat us right away. Marla said “Thanks, but we'll come back later.” I bet they thought some very strange things about us after we left.
We went back to the car and I apologized profusely to Marla for putting her through that. So back to my original comment about me being a failure. I did want to get my nails done at a beauty salon, I do want to go out en femme and do things a woman of my age might do. I do want to sometimes live small moments of my life "as a woman." Yet when I got this fabulous opportunity, I blew it! What the hell is wrong with me?! So why am I telling you all this? Well, so many people post of successful en femme outings to encourage others, and I've had my fair share of successful stories, but I think it's important to share the failures too. I want say that I've learned that being scared and feeling vulnerable is going to sometimes happen when we go out in public. I'm still learning about being a crossdresser, in particular how going out en femme in public sometimes messes with your mind and can make you think bad things when in fact there’s nothing to worry about.
So am I still going to have my nails done? You bet I am, and I hope next time I'll be ready. Has this sort of thing happened to anyone else?