Miriam-J
04-29-2012, 08:56 PM
I've always been one to say that you don't need to get out of the house unless you feel driven to do so, and I still feel that way. That said, I went out dressed en femme today for the first time, with my beautiful wife as companion and chauffeur. It was a wonderful, fulfilling experience.
We traveled to Indy for the monthly IXE support group, which would have worked better if I had remembered it was on Saturday instead of Sunday (sorry, Shannon). Parking lot was definitely empty, but we made the most of it.
Since my son was home this afternoon, I dressed and did makeup on the way down (in broad daylight with passing cars), with advice and assistance from my wife. We first stopped at a gas station for drinks. This went well for me, though I was too shy to look anyone in the eye. Then we stopped at Walmart (in bright sunshine) for food for the intended support group event and a necklace (forgot mine at home). I walked in head up and proud, exploring the store carefully. My wife observed a few people staring at me, but no one seemed to have enough confidence in their reads to do or say anything - or they just didn't care. Perhaps it was my height (5'11" in heels), my amazing beauty (not likely), my wife's amazing beauty (much more likely), or just tell-tale signs of my genetic makeup.
After we realized we were there the wrong night, my wife suggested that we get dinner so we stopped at a Mexican restaurant she knew. We were treated with great courtesy and it didn't seem that I was read by anyone - amazing. Even got referred to as 'ladies' by one of the servers.
Then it was on home. Since my son is out visiting friends (confirmed by phone), I remained dressed up all the way home. I'm still en femme and milking every moment of the experience. My wife took a picture when we returned home, which is now my profile picture (I think the gleaming eyes are a camera artifact, but who knows ;-).
We had a wonderful time, and I've gained even more appreciation for my fantastically supportive wife. I now understand why so many say that once you go out it's hard to stay in again. We plan to do so again in the future, but not too often and perhaps not so far away.
Miriam
We traveled to Indy for the monthly IXE support group, which would have worked better if I had remembered it was on Saturday instead of Sunday (sorry, Shannon). Parking lot was definitely empty, but we made the most of it.
Since my son was home this afternoon, I dressed and did makeup on the way down (in broad daylight with passing cars), with advice and assistance from my wife. We first stopped at a gas station for drinks. This went well for me, though I was too shy to look anyone in the eye. Then we stopped at Walmart (in bright sunshine) for food for the intended support group event and a necklace (forgot mine at home). I walked in head up and proud, exploring the store carefully. My wife observed a few people staring at me, but no one seemed to have enough confidence in their reads to do or say anything - or they just didn't care. Perhaps it was my height (5'11" in heels), my amazing beauty (not likely), my wife's amazing beauty (much more likely), or just tell-tale signs of my genetic makeup.
After we realized we were there the wrong night, my wife suggested that we get dinner so we stopped at a Mexican restaurant she knew. We were treated with great courtesy and it didn't seem that I was read by anyone - amazing. Even got referred to as 'ladies' by one of the servers.
Then it was on home. Since my son is out visiting friends (confirmed by phone), I remained dressed up all the way home. I'm still en femme and milking every moment of the experience. My wife took a picture when we returned home, which is now my profile picture (I think the gleaming eyes are a camera artifact, but who knows ;-).
We had a wonderful time, and I've gained even more appreciation for my fantastically supportive wife. I now understand why so many say that once you go out it's hard to stay in again. We plan to do so again in the future, but not too often and perhaps not so far away.
Miriam