Cristi
03-01-2014, 11:50 PM
Well, I got back recently from a fantastic weekend away and it had several 'firsts' for me.
It was a weekend trip, but for the first time ever I spent the ENTIRE time as Cristi, from the moment I left my driveway, until the moment I got home three days later. Not only that, but I didn't bring a single item on male clothes with me. I lef the house for the trip in a skirt, hose, blouse and heels and had nothing packed in my suitcase other than a few different skirts, a dress, all the 'unmentionables' and a few more pair of heels and heeled boots. So not only was I committed to being Cristi for the entire trip, but I didn't even have any shoes with me with less than a 3" heel.
I left everything from my male life behind, even going as far as leaving my wallet at home and just putting my license, credit card and insurance card into my purse.
I've had breast forms for years, but don't usually use adhesive with them. This time I did, and they adhered so well that I ended up not taking them off the entire trip. They even stayed on in the shower with no bra on! I ended up sleeping in them and a comfortable bra under my nightgown, since every time I even tried to remove them if felt like pulling off a bandaid, so I gave up and just left them on until I got home.
I've had nothing but acceptance being out, so finally got to the point that even if something did go wrong (flat tire, or other mishap) I felt comfortable dealing with it a Cristi without feeling that I'd need an 'emergency' set of guy's clothes to change into.
The weekend was everything I'd hoped it would be, from stopping for lunch on the drive up, to checking into the hotel. I spent three days doing everything I wanted to do (going to restaurants, clubs and long walks along the waterfront), and never had anything but completely pleasant interactions with everybody I dealt with. Though it IS a bit chilly in Vermont this time of year, I certainly wasn't the only girl in tights, a skirt and calf-high boots.
I was a bit sad on the final day, as I sipped my coffee in a small bakery feeling perfectly comfortable in my knee-length skirt, 'nude' hose and pumps, contemplating my long drive home and return to the world of pants and hiking boots. :sad:
With this trip behind me now, I'm already planning Cristi's next vacation!
It was a weekend trip, but for the first time ever I spent the ENTIRE time as Cristi, from the moment I left my driveway, until the moment I got home three days later. Not only that, but I didn't bring a single item on male clothes with me. I lef the house for the trip in a skirt, hose, blouse and heels and had nothing packed in my suitcase other than a few different skirts, a dress, all the 'unmentionables' and a few more pair of heels and heeled boots. So not only was I committed to being Cristi for the entire trip, but I didn't even have any shoes with me with less than a 3" heel.
I left everything from my male life behind, even going as far as leaving my wallet at home and just putting my license, credit card and insurance card into my purse.
I've had breast forms for years, but don't usually use adhesive with them. This time I did, and they adhered so well that I ended up not taking them off the entire trip. They even stayed on in the shower with no bra on! I ended up sleeping in them and a comfortable bra under my nightgown, since every time I even tried to remove them if felt like pulling off a bandaid, so I gave up and just left them on until I got home.
I've had nothing but acceptance being out, so finally got to the point that even if something did go wrong (flat tire, or other mishap) I felt comfortable dealing with it a Cristi without feeling that I'd need an 'emergency' set of guy's clothes to change into.
The weekend was everything I'd hoped it would be, from stopping for lunch on the drive up, to checking into the hotel. I spent three days doing everything I wanted to do (going to restaurants, clubs and long walks along the waterfront), and never had anything but completely pleasant interactions with everybody I dealt with. Though it IS a bit chilly in Vermont this time of year, I certainly wasn't the only girl in tights, a skirt and calf-high boots.
I was a bit sad on the final day, as I sipped my coffee in a small bakery feeling perfectly comfortable in my knee-length skirt, 'nude' hose and pumps, contemplating my long drive home and return to the world of pants and hiking boots. :sad:
With this trip behind me now, I'm already planning Cristi's next vacation!