30th Anniversary

[erickka]

Hi girls, I was just thinling about how liberating my journey as a crossdresser has been, and just realized that this Halloween will be the 30th anniversary of my first public outing.I was just wondering how many of you recall your first time out, and if it felt as good to you as it did me. I'll never forget the wrap skirt and 5" strappy heels!

[AKAMichelle]

I have just had my 2nd anniversary and I understand the feeling of celebration.

[kimdl93]

Congratulations Erickka! I'm afraid I haven't had a public outing yet...still building up some courage!

[Tasha McIntyre]

Hi Erickka, 30 years ago - wow.

My first time out was about 18 months ago when I decided to bite the bullet and enter a shopping mall, the biggest in my area. I don't remember much at all as I was too terrified to really take anything in.

I do remember the exhilarating feeling of wandering around in all my femme glory :daydreaming:, and knowing that this would be the first of many adventures out and about.....in fact I reckon I'd go crazy without an outing every couple of weeks.

Tash :)

[KarenEdwards]

My first time out was in 1969 or thereabouts. Even today, I cannot rationally explain why I did it, only that it was something that had to be done. That's 41 years ago and it was a terrifying and thoroughly exhilarating experience. It was so frightening because I knew next to nothing about crossdressing and had never even heard of anyone else like me (remember, that was way, way before the internet) and I was so afraid of being caught. It wasn't so much the possibility of physical harm, although that might have been the outcome, as it was the humiliation I would have felt. I vividly remember trembling with the excitement of being "out there" in public and actually getting away with it. It was certainly one of the most intense feelings I have ever had, so much so that it's really impossible to put into words.

There have been literally thousands of outings since then but none have come close to providing the pure adrenaline rush of that first one. It was wonderful...

[Breanne]

My first time out was in 1969 or thereabouts. Even today, I cannot rationally explain why I did it, only that it was something that had to be done. That's 41 years ago and it was a terrifying and thoroughly exhilarating experience. It was so frightening because I knew next to nothing about crossdressing and had never even heard of anyone else like me (remember, that was way, way before the internet) and I was so afraid of being caught. It wasn't so much the possibility of physical harm, although that might have been the outcome, as it was the humiliation I would have felt. I vividly remember trembling with the excitement of being "out there" in public and actually getting away with it. It was certainly one of the most intense feelings I have ever had, so much so that it's really impossible to put into words.

There have been literally thousands of outings since then but none have come close to providing the pure adrenaline rush of that first one. It was wonderful...

Wow! That' me word for word....except I believe mine was in 1968. But, Karen, you're right on!