Ceera
02-14-2016, 12:22 AM
Today I decided to have fun and spend virtually all day Saturday as Ceera. I got up, took my dog out twice while wearing my usual boring male attire, then got my breakfast and a shower and started to get ready to transform myself and go to the mall with my daughter for a movie, a late lunch, and shopping.
At about 9:30 AM I had just finished doing all my transformation preparations except for my makeup and putting on my wig, when my dog made it clear that he needed out a third time, and that no, he was not willing to wait for me to do my makeup and put on my wig! I tried hurriedly putting on the wig, with no makeup, and one look in the mirror said I was better off without the wig. My face just looked way too wrong without the makeup.
So I took the wig back off, put on a stocking cap and a somewhat bulky coat, and put the leash on the dog, and out we went, with me in feminine jeans and clothing and body shape from the neck down, and male from the neck up! This is something that I virtually never do - to present as a male in obviously female clothes, or in a 'mixed mode' with feminine body shape but no makeup.
Well, we got back and had managed not to run into any of my neighbors. There were a few others walking their dogs, but no one got close enough to see anything unusual about me.
10:45 AM, I finished my makeup and put the wig on properly, and my daughter and I headed out. I had bought tickets on-line for the 11;30 AM showing of "Deadpool", which my 20 year old daughter and I both wanted to see. As soon as we got into the mall, my lightweight jacket went into her shoulder bag, leaving me in rainbow colored Sketchers tennis shoes, nylon knee-high stockings, ladies' jeans with silver embroidered wings on the back pockets, a brown scoop-neck ladies' t-shirt that says "I don't give a" and has a picture of a curled up fox below that text on the front, and my small purse. Pierced ears with 4mm CZ studs, and French cut nails with red glitter polish. Appropriate daytime makeup for blending well.
We walked through the mall with no odd looks from anyone and no incidents. Waited 15 min for the doors to the theater to open and chatted with several other people who were also waiting to get in. Bought snacks at the concessions stand, and went in to enjoy the film. Nothing to see here, folks. Just an older adult woman and her 20-ish female friend or daughter out to see a movie! (The movie was quite entertaining, by the way, though R rated. Deadpool is not a character for children's comics, despite being from Marvel.)
After the movie we had lunch in the food court, then spent the next 2 hours or so shopping in the mall for clothes and jewelry. Even got a frequent shopper card for Ceera from a ladies' clothing and jewelry store. If anyone noticed I was not a genetic girl, they gave no visible signs of it at all.
Then we went to another part of town and I spent maybe half an hour buying things in a beauty supply store, and chatting with two of the sales associates about why I wanted a fishnet-type wig cap and how to pin a wig on so it won't fall off accidentally and looks natural. I admitted I was wearing a wig, but not that I was transgender. No one acted as if I was anything other than a girl.
Got home about 6 PM, and took the dog for a walk again, in full female mode. The only person who happened to get close enough to talk to me was a girl I had never met, who wanted to know what breed of dog my pup was. I told her, and we went on our way. Returned to the apartment with no other close encounters.
Decided I needed groceries, so I shaved again and touched up my makeup, then left my daughter with the dog and went to the local grocery store. Got my groceries, and some cash, then went to the liquor store and got a fifth of my favorite Irish whiskey, paying cash. First time I have ever bought a bottle of booze en-femme, but again, no one questioned me. I was just another lady doing her shopping. :P)
Got back to the apartment and made dinner, still en-femme. Ate dinner with my daughter, fed the dog, and then the dog wanted out again. Twice, about 10 minutes apart. So I took him out again, as Ceera.
Now mind you, my dog is an 85 pound Bernese Mountain Dog. He's pretty darned big, and a very unique-looking dog. No one in the neighborhood owns one but me, no other dog here looks even vaguely like him, and most of the dog owners in the neighborhood have met the dog while my male form or my daughter was walking him, and know my dog by name even if they don't know my name...
On the second walk after dinner, at about 8 PM at night, the inevitable finally happened. As we finished our walk, in the rain, someone who knows my dog by name and knows me only in male mode as that dog's owner walked out of the building with his dog, right in our path. And of course he says hello. And of course our dogs, who are generally friendly with each other, want to get nose to nose and say hello to each other too...
Because of the rain, I had my coat's hood up, covering my log hair. And my umbrella pretty much hid my face from the dog's owner. But my body shape and shoes and jeans and coat were feminine, the hands holding my don's leash had feminine rings on and painted nails, and my face was still made up. And I found I couldn't help but use my girl voice to reply to him, as I led my dog closer for the dogs to say hello.
Well, I think the attention of the other dog's owner was mostly on the dogs, because he made no comment at all about my appearance or voice. We parted company a few minutes later, and I returned to type this up.
It will be interesting if, in the next few weeks, he sees me again and mentions the incident. After that, we'll have moved into our new house, and I will never see the fellow again.
But then I'll start walking the dog in my new neighborhood, in both modes, and I plan to live there a very long time...
At about 9:30 AM I had just finished doing all my transformation preparations except for my makeup and putting on my wig, when my dog made it clear that he needed out a third time, and that no, he was not willing to wait for me to do my makeup and put on my wig! I tried hurriedly putting on the wig, with no makeup, and one look in the mirror said I was better off without the wig. My face just looked way too wrong without the makeup.
So I took the wig back off, put on a stocking cap and a somewhat bulky coat, and put the leash on the dog, and out we went, with me in feminine jeans and clothing and body shape from the neck down, and male from the neck up! This is something that I virtually never do - to present as a male in obviously female clothes, or in a 'mixed mode' with feminine body shape but no makeup.
Well, we got back and had managed not to run into any of my neighbors. There were a few others walking their dogs, but no one got close enough to see anything unusual about me.
10:45 AM, I finished my makeup and put the wig on properly, and my daughter and I headed out. I had bought tickets on-line for the 11;30 AM showing of "Deadpool", which my 20 year old daughter and I both wanted to see. As soon as we got into the mall, my lightweight jacket went into her shoulder bag, leaving me in rainbow colored Sketchers tennis shoes, nylon knee-high stockings, ladies' jeans with silver embroidered wings on the back pockets, a brown scoop-neck ladies' t-shirt that says "I don't give a" and has a picture of a curled up fox below that text on the front, and my small purse. Pierced ears with 4mm CZ studs, and French cut nails with red glitter polish. Appropriate daytime makeup for blending well.
We walked through the mall with no odd looks from anyone and no incidents. Waited 15 min for the doors to the theater to open and chatted with several other people who were also waiting to get in. Bought snacks at the concessions stand, and went in to enjoy the film. Nothing to see here, folks. Just an older adult woman and her 20-ish female friend or daughter out to see a movie! (The movie was quite entertaining, by the way, though R rated. Deadpool is not a character for children's comics, despite being from Marvel.)
After the movie we had lunch in the food court, then spent the next 2 hours or so shopping in the mall for clothes and jewelry. Even got a frequent shopper card for Ceera from a ladies' clothing and jewelry store. If anyone noticed I was not a genetic girl, they gave no visible signs of it at all.
Then we went to another part of town and I spent maybe half an hour buying things in a beauty supply store, and chatting with two of the sales associates about why I wanted a fishnet-type wig cap and how to pin a wig on so it won't fall off accidentally and looks natural. I admitted I was wearing a wig, but not that I was transgender. No one acted as if I was anything other than a girl.
Got home about 6 PM, and took the dog for a walk again, in full female mode. The only person who happened to get close enough to talk to me was a girl I had never met, who wanted to know what breed of dog my pup was. I told her, and we went on our way. Returned to the apartment with no other close encounters.
Decided I needed groceries, so I shaved again and touched up my makeup, then left my daughter with the dog and went to the local grocery store. Got my groceries, and some cash, then went to the liquor store and got a fifth of my favorite Irish whiskey, paying cash. First time I have ever bought a bottle of booze en-femme, but again, no one questioned me. I was just another lady doing her shopping. :P)
Got back to the apartment and made dinner, still en-femme. Ate dinner with my daughter, fed the dog, and then the dog wanted out again. Twice, about 10 minutes apart. So I took him out again, as Ceera.
Now mind you, my dog is an 85 pound Bernese Mountain Dog. He's pretty darned big, and a very unique-looking dog. No one in the neighborhood owns one but me, no other dog here looks even vaguely like him, and most of the dog owners in the neighborhood have met the dog while my male form or my daughter was walking him, and know my dog by name even if they don't know my name...
On the second walk after dinner, at about 8 PM at night, the inevitable finally happened. As we finished our walk, in the rain, someone who knows my dog by name and knows me only in male mode as that dog's owner walked out of the building with his dog, right in our path. And of course he says hello. And of course our dogs, who are generally friendly with each other, want to get nose to nose and say hello to each other too...
Because of the rain, I had my coat's hood up, covering my log hair. And my umbrella pretty much hid my face from the dog's owner. But my body shape and shoes and jeans and coat were feminine, the hands holding my don's leash had feminine rings on and painted nails, and my face was still made up. And I found I couldn't help but use my girl voice to reply to him, as I led my dog closer for the dogs to say hello.
Well, I think the attention of the other dog's owner was mostly on the dogs, because he made no comment at all about my appearance or voice. We parted company a few minutes later, and I returned to type this up.
It will be interesting if, in the next few weeks, he sees me again and mentions the incident. After that, we'll have moved into our new house, and I will never see the fellow again.
But then I'll start walking the dog in my new neighborhood, in both modes, and I plan to live there a very long time...