Tami posted a response that said
"There will come a time when you complete your makeup and clothing and hair and you look in the mirror and actually look like someone female, and not yourself in a dress."
For me this happened last summer, and was a moment I will never forget. It was the first time I was really out in the mainstream public arena. I had been out only a few times to t-friendly shops and clubs. Then last summer I had the opportunity to go en femme to a concert held at a downtown Portland theater. After deciding I would “just do it” I spent the next few weeks practicing make-up and choosing an outfit. After more than 2 hours of getting ready, I was in the car heading downtown. I parked about 8 blocks away because it was a parking lot I knew well, and didn’t want to have something go wrong. On my walk to get to the theater I felt so electrified – I can now say I was in a complete pink fog. The evening was filled with many first’s, and I gave myself a passing grade on all of them. At intermission I took the elevator down to the atrium to get a little air. Just off the elevator was a huge mirror. As I walked by I noticed a nicely dressed woman’s reflection, and then realized it was me! I stopped for a moment and took another look. That was the first time that I saw Ellen in the mirror.
So, what was the first time you met your femme self?