jjjjohanne
10-26-2015, 07:24 PM
I went on an outing today. I wore my newly altered black dress, off black hose, and black flats/heels. I went to a fast food restaurant wearing flats. It was a bit unnerving. I had to stand in line behind three customers. For a while, I do not think the employees or other people in line had noticed me. There was a man waiting for his food who took a look at me. I ordered my food. By the time I was ordering my food, I think the other customers should have had a chance to see what was going on around them. I filled my drink. A customer who had seen me and had his coworker look my way came over to the drink station while I was there. I said hello and he replied. I stood and waited for my food. The other waiting customers paid me no attention. While I was in line, a few other customers had entered the restaurant. I was called and I took my food from the woman at the counter. I took a deep breath and walked through the restaurant to a table near the far corner. That was where I felt comfortable enough to sit. I sat down and ate my food quickly because I was afraid of how many more people were going to enter the restaurant. I got up and walked to the trash and walked out to my car.
Next, I went to a clothing store that I have been in before. I wore my heels. I shopped around. I tried a few jackets with my new dress. I asked a clerk whom I had spoken with before if my dress was too short. It comes to my knees. I normally do not wear such short skirts or dresses. I feel like I was showing so much leg. I also felt like the heels were excessive. I asked the clerk. She and two other clerks who happened along while we were talking said that it was not too short. They said the heels were good with it. I think one expressed some hesitation. But they all complimented my outfit. I used to be told that I dressed like a grandmother, or a librarian. This was a nice alternate thing to be told! I shopped a little more. Other customers came and went. It was not much different than when I am dressed as a man and shopping in the ladies' section.
At one point, I wanted to go look at slips because I do not have a slip short enough to wear with this dress. There was a man near the lingerie section. I do not like to go to the lingerie section in women's clothes. I do not want to communicate that crossdressers are into panties, etc. I want the image to be more exterior, you know? Anyhow, I went on into the lingerie section. The man saw me and he walked into the nearby shoe section so he could get a better look. He was trying to fake that he was not trying to look at me. But he was in the women's shoe section and drifting toward lingerie. I felt a little awkward and rushed. I did not get a slip. I walked out of the lingerie section. I considered saying hello as I passed him. I figured that he might be a crossdresser seeing another of his kind in the wild... But, I did not say anything and I headed on toward the exit. My lunch break had gone too long and I needed to go back to work. I left the store and changed clothes in my car and went back to work. I sure wish I had a job where I could dress up like this!
Next, I went to a clothing store that I have been in before. I wore my heels. I shopped around. I tried a few jackets with my new dress. I asked a clerk whom I had spoken with before if my dress was too short. It comes to my knees. I normally do not wear such short skirts or dresses. I feel like I was showing so much leg. I also felt like the heels were excessive. I asked the clerk. She and two other clerks who happened along while we were talking said that it was not too short. They said the heels were good with it. I think one expressed some hesitation. But they all complimented my outfit. I used to be told that I dressed like a grandmother, or a librarian. This was a nice alternate thing to be told! I shopped a little more. Other customers came and went. It was not much different than when I am dressed as a man and shopping in the ladies' section.
At one point, I wanted to go look at slips because I do not have a slip short enough to wear with this dress. There was a man near the lingerie section. I do not like to go to the lingerie section in women's clothes. I do not want to communicate that crossdressers are into panties, etc. I want the image to be more exterior, you know? Anyhow, I went on into the lingerie section. The man saw me and he walked into the nearby shoe section so he could get a better look. He was trying to fake that he was not trying to look at me. But he was in the women's shoe section and drifting toward lingerie. I felt a little awkward and rushed. I did not get a slip. I walked out of the lingerie section. I considered saying hello as I passed him. I figured that he might be a crossdresser seeing another of his kind in the wild... But, I did not say anything and I headed on toward the exit. My lunch break had gone too long and I needed to go back to work. I left the store and changed clothes in my car and went back to work. I sure wish I had a job where I could dress up like this!