Today was my first day to go shopping. I don't own any clothes yet, so in honor of my virgin outing I put together as femme a guy-outfit as I could manage: Linen pants, a light cashmere sweater, black panties (sneaky!) and sandals. Very breathable and nice. It helped set the mood.
I started out early in the morning to avoid the crowds. My first destination was a shoe warehouse-type of place. I had it all to myself. A cute black leather heel w/peekaboo toe drew my attention, but unfortunately it didn't fit (I am 11 1/2 men's). Drat! A few other eligible candidates also came up short. Oh well.
Then it was off to Ross. The atmosphere was not as peaceful here. Already at opening the place was alive and kicking with lots of children, stressed out moms, and bored young men stalking the aisles (ugh). I started to feel uncomfortable so I accepted a fake cell phone call... please tell me I am not the only one to resort to this pathetic strategy. The ruse helped to allay my self-consciousness, but the effort of having a convincing conversation with myself prevented me from shopping well. Argh! I left quickly without trying anything on.
Next, The Mall. A bigger hurdle. I started to feel a flutter of butterflies in my stomach and thought ENOUGH of this and went STRAIGHT into Frederick's of Hollywood! The dark and closed-in environment made me feel comfortable and at ease. No need for a fake cell phone call. I was drawn to an incredibly cute black corset with cobalt lace and fringe. Almost tried it on, but felt that it would be lacking without the rest of my accouterments. Cart before the horse? Oh well. Onward...
On the main walkway, a sunglass kiosk got my attention. Lots of decent Prada and Chanel knock-offs. The nice girl asked what my style was. I hemmed and hawed, "Oh, nothing too sporty. Mostly fashionable looks..." not realizing that I had been admiring the sparkliest & most feminine shades on the rack. With a grin she replied, "You might also like some of the sunglasses in the other women's section over here..." Oops! Outed! But she was very nice about it so it increased my confidence a little.
Next came the hardest part: Dillard's. Instant outage zone! All of the women's clothes are on the top floor under bright lighting and all men's on the bottom, so a lost puppy has NO EXCUSE to linger here. Again I had to rely upon the fake phone: "Oh really? My cousin will be in town this weekend? Great!" while nonchalantly flipping through the racks. Still, no luck. I was too shy to try anything on or ask for help.
*sigh* much harder than I expected
Not all was a loss, however. On the way home, I went to a CD-friendly wig shop. The ladies were very friendly and took their time fitting me with different wigs appropriate for my face and color. The results were definitely encouraging! SUCH a big difference!
I ordered one! Yay!! It will be ready next week. Then the bad news hit: They strongly recommended that when I come back it should be en femme for the final fitting.
*gulp*
I need clothes. And shoes. And a makeover. All within a week! I gotta get over this shyness thing.
No wonder I can't sleep.