Cheryl James
05-31-2010, 01:19 AM
Thanks to all of you who replied to my previous post. Taking you at your word that I wasn't violating anyone's rights, I decided to go rollerblading at the beach this evening (after shopping and purchasing 5 pieces of women's clothing at Goodwill today) while dressed in female clothing and underwear, some makeup, but not a wig.
Rollerblading at the beach while presenting totally as a female has been something that I wanted to do for quite awhile. So, I selected my outfit. I wore a pair of hip-hugger shorts (they came to just above my knee), an American Eagle girl's tee, a short sleeve lacy shirt that I kept unbuttoned, my bra and forms (A+ cup size), wig, make-up, and my femme glasses.
I arrived just before dusk. Parking was a problem because I neglected to consider the Memorial Day weekend. Now did I know about the free concert or that 7 or 8 bar/restaurants had bands, as well. Sundays are usually pretty quiet. Backing out of my plan occurred to me, but I said no way!
I found a parking place at the southern end of the boardwalk, put my skates on, put money in the meter, put my ear buds in and turned on my MP3 player, and took off. This is, normally, a busy beach in the daytime but, relatively, quiet in the evenings. There are a lot of restaurants and bars. The boardwalk (it is really asphalt and brick pavers) is 2 miles long with an additional mile of restricted access roadway added on.
With little caution or hesitation, I began my skate to the north end. At the end where I began it was still, somewhat, light out and there were a surprising amount of people about. They were walking, sitting, skating, biking, playing volleyball, or eating and drinking in a a restaurant. It got much more crowded about a mile into my skate. As I said there was a free concert. It was very well attended. I was in a crowd, throng, hoard, host...take your pick. I was not invisible, either. I even stuck around with the crowd and listened to one song.
Continuing north, I encountered a section of the beach where there are numerous restaurants...and they were packed. People were, literally, everywhere. And, I was right there with them. The crowd was so large that I had to skate, for awhile, at the pace of the pedestrians as it was too crowded to get by or through them. And, I skated to the end and beyond and back.
My skate was about 5+ miles and I was out there at least an hour-and-a-half. Just as I skated by one bar/restaurant the patrons in unison began screaming ole, ole, ole. I guess I must have looked good or Guatemala scored a goal in their game.
I'm sure that I was read by some, but most didn't pay much attention to me. I intentionally tried to skate near older teenage girls and young women and tried to make eye contact with some. I really never heard any laughter that I could attribute to my passing their way. Other than it was rather warm, it was a great experience and one that I would repeat. I felt free.
On the drive home I was very thirsty. So, I began practicing my best female voice in the car and stopped at a Burger King and ordered a Diet Coke (that's what the girls I know drink) at the drive-through. I paid a young girl, received my drink, and was wished a good night. That is a major first! Oh, I forgot, I, also, stopped and bought gas for my car at a moderately busy station. It was pay at the pump, but people saw me. Thanks for reading.
Rollerblading at the beach while presenting totally as a female has been something that I wanted to do for quite awhile. So, I selected my outfit. I wore a pair of hip-hugger shorts (they came to just above my knee), an American Eagle girl's tee, a short sleeve lacy shirt that I kept unbuttoned, my bra and forms (A+ cup size), wig, make-up, and my femme glasses.
I arrived just before dusk. Parking was a problem because I neglected to consider the Memorial Day weekend. Now did I know about the free concert or that 7 or 8 bar/restaurants had bands, as well. Sundays are usually pretty quiet. Backing out of my plan occurred to me, but I said no way!
I found a parking place at the southern end of the boardwalk, put my skates on, put money in the meter, put my ear buds in and turned on my MP3 player, and took off. This is, normally, a busy beach in the daytime but, relatively, quiet in the evenings. There are a lot of restaurants and bars. The boardwalk (it is really asphalt and brick pavers) is 2 miles long with an additional mile of restricted access roadway added on.
With little caution or hesitation, I began my skate to the north end. At the end where I began it was still, somewhat, light out and there were a surprising amount of people about. They were walking, sitting, skating, biking, playing volleyball, or eating and drinking in a a restaurant. It got much more crowded about a mile into my skate. As I said there was a free concert. It was very well attended. I was in a crowd, throng, hoard, host...take your pick. I was not invisible, either. I even stuck around with the crowd and listened to one song.
Continuing north, I encountered a section of the beach where there are numerous restaurants...and they were packed. People were, literally, everywhere. And, I was right there with them. The crowd was so large that I had to skate, for awhile, at the pace of the pedestrians as it was too crowded to get by or through them. And, I skated to the end and beyond and back.
My skate was about 5+ miles and I was out there at least an hour-and-a-half. Just as I skated by one bar/restaurant the patrons in unison began screaming ole, ole, ole. I guess I must have looked good or Guatemala scored a goal in their game.
I'm sure that I was read by some, but most didn't pay much attention to me. I intentionally tried to skate near older teenage girls and young women and tried to make eye contact with some. I really never heard any laughter that I could attribute to my passing their way. Other than it was rather warm, it was a great experience and one that I would repeat. I felt free.
On the drive home I was very thirsty. So, I began practicing my best female voice in the car and stopped at a Burger King and ordered a Diet Coke (that's what the girls I know drink) at the drive-through. I paid a young girl, received my drink, and was wished a good night. That is a major first! Oh, I forgot, I, also, stopped and bought gas for my car at a moderately busy station. It was pay at the pump, but people saw me. Thanks for reading.