Rachel Morley
07-31-2005, 06:58 PM
As some of you may know, recently I have started going out en femme in public with my wife Marla. We have been working to get my look more natural, more feminine, whilst at the same time trying to increase my confidence level each time we go out.
Our latest trip was to the movies, to see the new Spielberg version of War of the Worlds. We have my makeup pretty much figured out, but it still needs a little work to make the foundation look less heavy. We discovered on our last trip that a skort and fitted blouse, with sandals, is a good look for me and so we decided to go with the same again this time. After taking over an hour to get ready, off we went.
We didn't have to worry about the neighbors seeing us because they weren’t sitting in their front yards like they sometimes do, and besides, I only had to walk a short distance from the front door to the car. I don’t ever get nervous whilst I’m in the car because I somehow feel protected, in my own little cocoon or something.
As we drove into the parking lot of the Century movie theater my nervousness hit me. There were a number of young people and teenagers milling around outside the entrance. When I get nervous I tell myself that no one can detect anything, and that as far as anyone is concerned I am just a woman with a little bit too much make up on. Whether they think this or not doesn’t really matter, my goal is to keep me feeling relaxed and confident. So far I've found I really enjoy en femme trips in public providing I don’t get too nervous and having Marla by my side is a big plus. Before we went inside she took this picture.
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/7651/movie2ai.jpg
Fortunately we had booked and printed off e-tickets online before we left so we didn’t have to stand in line. At the moment standing in line with people close up and behind me still makes me feel a little nervous. We walked up to the ticket collector and as she scanned our tickets and gave us directions she looked me straight in the eye and I held her gaze. This is only the second time I have been out in daylight and so when someone does this I think the worst and expect some kind of reaction, but there was none. As it happened, we had to walk the entire length of the lobby, turn left, go through another snack bar area and through some glass doors, leave that building, cross a parking lot, enter the next building over, show our ticket stubs to two teenage male ushers, and walk through another lobby to where our film was playing. That was a trial by fire, I thought! I had way more exposure to people, up close, than I had expected.
We walked into the theater and sat down, the previews had just started so it was dark, and even though there were a lot of people around, obviously no one noticed me. The whole time I sat with my legs crossed and my purse in my lap. Afterwards Marla said she got a kick out of seeing me sitting there being “a perfect lady.” There were no incidents during the movie except that at one point I had a tickle in my chest and wanted to cough. I thought that if I coughed properly I would sound like a man and then someone may have turned around expecting to see a guy and had a surprise when they saw me instead. I tried to cough in what I thought was a feminine way. It didn’t really work, so in the end I just ignored the tickle.
After the movie was over and most people had already left, Marla took two more pictures. I know they aren’t particularly good ones but at least you can see that it’s me and I was actually there.
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/841/movie18hm.jpg
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/2839/movie21dk.jpg
On the way home we stopped and had an early dinner at a Mexican restaurant. It was the sort of place where you order at the counter and they call your number when it’s ready. There was an area of the restaurant, near the counter, that was fairly busy. As Marla ordered for us both (I don’t have the confidence to speak yet) and I looked at the menu board, I wondered if any of the patrons were looking at me and noticing anything unusual. The girl who took our order definitely looked at me longer than I expected she would, but nothing happened, she just kept smiling. We chose to sit in an area of the restaurant that was almost empty. While we were waiting for our food Marla took another picture.
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/1023/movie39um.jpg
There were no problems during the meal and we left without incident. In the car on the way back Marla said she was proud of me and that made me feel good. En femme outings in public places are still a little bit nerve racking but each time I am enjoying it more.
Our latest trip was to the movies, to see the new Spielberg version of War of the Worlds. We have my makeup pretty much figured out, but it still needs a little work to make the foundation look less heavy. We discovered on our last trip that a skort and fitted blouse, with sandals, is a good look for me and so we decided to go with the same again this time. After taking over an hour to get ready, off we went.
We didn't have to worry about the neighbors seeing us because they weren’t sitting in their front yards like they sometimes do, and besides, I only had to walk a short distance from the front door to the car. I don’t ever get nervous whilst I’m in the car because I somehow feel protected, in my own little cocoon or something.
As we drove into the parking lot of the Century movie theater my nervousness hit me. There were a number of young people and teenagers milling around outside the entrance. When I get nervous I tell myself that no one can detect anything, and that as far as anyone is concerned I am just a woman with a little bit too much make up on. Whether they think this or not doesn’t really matter, my goal is to keep me feeling relaxed and confident. So far I've found I really enjoy en femme trips in public providing I don’t get too nervous and having Marla by my side is a big plus. Before we went inside she took this picture.
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/7651/movie2ai.jpg
Fortunately we had booked and printed off e-tickets online before we left so we didn’t have to stand in line. At the moment standing in line with people close up and behind me still makes me feel a little nervous. We walked up to the ticket collector and as she scanned our tickets and gave us directions she looked me straight in the eye and I held her gaze. This is only the second time I have been out in daylight and so when someone does this I think the worst and expect some kind of reaction, but there was none. As it happened, we had to walk the entire length of the lobby, turn left, go through another snack bar area and through some glass doors, leave that building, cross a parking lot, enter the next building over, show our ticket stubs to two teenage male ushers, and walk through another lobby to where our film was playing. That was a trial by fire, I thought! I had way more exposure to people, up close, than I had expected.
We walked into the theater and sat down, the previews had just started so it was dark, and even though there were a lot of people around, obviously no one noticed me. The whole time I sat with my legs crossed and my purse in my lap. Afterwards Marla said she got a kick out of seeing me sitting there being “a perfect lady.” There were no incidents during the movie except that at one point I had a tickle in my chest and wanted to cough. I thought that if I coughed properly I would sound like a man and then someone may have turned around expecting to see a guy and had a surprise when they saw me instead. I tried to cough in what I thought was a feminine way. It didn’t really work, so in the end I just ignored the tickle.
After the movie was over and most people had already left, Marla took two more pictures. I know they aren’t particularly good ones but at least you can see that it’s me and I was actually there.
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/841/movie18hm.jpg
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/2839/movie21dk.jpg
On the way home we stopped and had an early dinner at a Mexican restaurant. It was the sort of place where you order at the counter and they call your number when it’s ready. There was an area of the restaurant, near the counter, that was fairly busy. As Marla ordered for us both (I don’t have the confidence to speak yet) and I looked at the menu board, I wondered if any of the patrons were looking at me and noticing anything unusual. The girl who took our order definitely looked at me longer than I expected she would, but nothing happened, she just kept smiling. We chose to sit in an area of the restaurant that was almost empty. While we were waiting for our food Marla took another picture.
http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/1023/movie39um.jpg
There were no problems during the meal and we left without incident. In the car on the way back Marla said she was proud of me and that made me feel good. En femme outings in public places are still a little bit nerve racking but each time I am enjoying it more.