sandra-leigh
03-13-2007, 01:50 AM
Last week, I had a ski vacation in the Rocky Mountains, as part of a local ski group tour. Unfortunately just a couple of days before the trip my wife had to cancel out, so I ended up in a motel room by myself.
I took along some things intending to go out dressed while I was there. In particular, I intended to have a good day (or evening) Out On The Town in the nearby Big City (noticably bigger than where I live). But I ended up with no suitable transportation: the only realistic way to get to the Big City would have cost me ~$150 return; it didn't seem worth it.
I did get Dressed and out for a walk for about 45 minutes. I noticed one guy giving me the Look Over; no-one else appeared to pay attention. But I chickened out of going into the local downtown dressed, thinking it too likely that one of the ski group members might see and recognize me.
I went back to a park bench in the walkway through the woods and sat down and pulled my jeans on under my skirt. While I was sitting there having just pulled the jeans up, someone bicycled by within a couple of feet... my jeans were not fastened and my denim skirt was scrunched around my waist. Technically I was "decent" right at that moment, but someone did see me in the middle of changing. They were probably concentrating on the path, so I probably just registered as "odd"; if they recognized me as changing clothes they didn't say anything.
Re-clothed in jeans, I then wandered to the local downtown and went into all the clothing boutiques and looked around, and tried things on in some of them. I was in regular blue denim (mens') jeans, no wig, with a stretchy womens blue top with a bit of a scoop neck and a flower near one shoulder; and I was wearing my small (B to C) forms. The bulges were given enough definition by the material that people who saw them would be likely to think of breasts (but not of "knockers" -- enough to be "there", but not enough to be "blatant"). I did go around with my coat unzipped so some people on the street would likely have seen one side (the way the coat fell open) but only some of the sales clerks saw both.
To re-cap, I visited all the clothing stores in a small (Canadian) resort town, while gender-bent (but not shockingly so), and looked at the clothing, let it be known that I was looking for myself, tried on things in more than one place (a dress, some blouses, some camisoles). And I did not get even one negative comment, and the SAs didn't hesitate at all to let me try on anything.
I did not make any other public appearances of note (but see below.) Though on another day, I tried on a womens top in a sports store.
I did wear my panties while I was skiing, but that wouldn't have been visible to anyone. I didn't wear anything else femme while skiing -- it was too warm to indulge in something like tights under my jeans. I would love to go publically skiing in a skirt, but I'm not there yet (wigs fall off when you take a tumble on the slopes!). (I have skied in a skirt near home, along a railway track -- too isolated to feel that I've really done it publically.)
During the evening social events, I openly wore my yellow denim women's pants (no fancy stitching; they just look like yellow mens pants). On various occasions, I wore my auburn tights under my jeans, and socialized without other foot-covering. The tights are about 40 denier, so anyone who looked at my feet and paid attention would have been able to make out my toes, and thus been able to notice that I was not wearing typical socks. I'm sure that people did look at my feet, as several commented on the way I was sitting (cross-legged -- toes at knee level.) No comments about my foot apparel. No-one noticed, either, when I went around shoeless in my lavendar tights, but I didn't sit around when I had those on.
Also, during some of the social events, I wore a cami, bra, and the small (B/C) forms under a male shirt that hid nearly all the details. I was standing close to people while dressed like that. I did notice one stare from a woman, but oddly that was while I had my arms crossed at a level that would have hidden the forms completely. Hmmm, maybe she saw a glimpse of the bra strap or something like that. But I got uncomfortable being at such close quarters with my forms in, so I went back to my room and took them out.
I wore the forms under the same drapeing shirt, throughout the entire final dinner out at a restaurant. That was in public, but we filled so many of the tables that only the club members would have had a chance to notice, and with that shirt and me sitting down, it would have taken someone fairly observant to notice the slight frontal rounding of the forms. But I did it -- I sat wearing forms for more than 2 hours at a restaurant meal with people I know (but not well.)
For the plane ride home, it was my lavendar tights under my yellow womens jeans, and cami under something long-sleeved. I had planned to kick off my shoes and leave my lavendar feet uncovered during the flight, but I slept from before takeoff.
I wore faint but noticable toenail polish the entire week. I expected that I would be hot-tubbing a time or three, and hadn't quite figured out what to do about my toes then; I figured it would likely only be a problem if I ended up changing down to barefeet with someone else changing nearby; it wasn't a colour that would have been too obvious while I walked or in the water. But no hot-tubbing materialized so I didn't have to deal with the issue.
Let's see, what else... On the way home, I tried on (and bought) a top at an airport souvenier shop. It is sort of "cowboy" style, with some embroidered curves. I think it was in the womens section, but with a design like that it is hard to tell; I'll have to have a closer look at which side the snaps are on! My wife likes the shirt... and I'm betting it will look just fine over top of some forms :)
I took along some things intending to go out dressed while I was there. In particular, I intended to have a good day (or evening) Out On The Town in the nearby Big City (noticably bigger than where I live). But I ended up with no suitable transportation: the only realistic way to get to the Big City would have cost me ~$150 return; it didn't seem worth it.
I did get Dressed and out for a walk for about 45 minutes. I noticed one guy giving me the Look Over; no-one else appeared to pay attention. But I chickened out of going into the local downtown dressed, thinking it too likely that one of the ski group members might see and recognize me.
I went back to a park bench in the walkway through the woods and sat down and pulled my jeans on under my skirt. While I was sitting there having just pulled the jeans up, someone bicycled by within a couple of feet... my jeans were not fastened and my denim skirt was scrunched around my waist. Technically I was "decent" right at that moment, but someone did see me in the middle of changing. They were probably concentrating on the path, so I probably just registered as "odd"; if they recognized me as changing clothes they didn't say anything.
Re-clothed in jeans, I then wandered to the local downtown and went into all the clothing boutiques and looked around, and tried things on in some of them. I was in regular blue denim (mens') jeans, no wig, with a stretchy womens blue top with a bit of a scoop neck and a flower near one shoulder; and I was wearing my small (B to C) forms. The bulges were given enough definition by the material that people who saw them would be likely to think of breasts (but not of "knockers" -- enough to be "there", but not enough to be "blatant"). I did go around with my coat unzipped so some people on the street would likely have seen one side (the way the coat fell open) but only some of the sales clerks saw both.
To re-cap, I visited all the clothing stores in a small (Canadian) resort town, while gender-bent (but not shockingly so), and looked at the clothing, let it be known that I was looking for myself, tried on things in more than one place (a dress, some blouses, some camisoles). And I did not get even one negative comment, and the SAs didn't hesitate at all to let me try on anything.
I did not make any other public appearances of note (but see below.) Though on another day, I tried on a womens top in a sports store.
I did wear my panties while I was skiing, but that wouldn't have been visible to anyone. I didn't wear anything else femme while skiing -- it was too warm to indulge in something like tights under my jeans. I would love to go publically skiing in a skirt, but I'm not there yet (wigs fall off when you take a tumble on the slopes!). (I have skied in a skirt near home, along a railway track -- too isolated to feel that I've really done it publically.)
During the evening social events, I openly wore my yellow denim women's pants (no fancy stitching; they just look like yellow mens pants). On various occasions, I wore my auburn tights under my jeans, and socialized without other foot-covering. The tights are about 40 denier, so anyone who looked at my feet and paid attention would have been able to make out my toes, and thus been able to notice that I was not wearing typical socks. I'm sure that people did look at my feet, as several commented on the way I was sitting (cross-legged -- toes at knee level.) No comments about my foot apparel. No-one noticed, either, when I went around shoeless in my lavendar tights, but I didn't sit around when I had those on.
Also, during some of the social events, I wore a cami, bra, and the small (B/C) forms under a male shirt that hid nearly all the details. I was standing close to people while dressed like that. I did notice one stare from a woman, but oddly that was while I had my arms crossed at a level that would have hidden the forms completely. Hmmm, maybe she saw a glimpse of the bra strap or something like that. But I got uncomfortable being at such close quarters with my forms in, so I went back to my room and took them out.
I wore the forms under the same drapeing shirt, throughout the entire final dinner out at a restaurant. That was in public, but we filled so many of the tables that only the club members would have had a chance to notice, and with that shirt and me sitting down, it would have taken someone fairly observant to notice the slight frontal rounding of the forms. But I did it -- I sat wearing forms for more than 2 hours at a restaurant meal with people I know (but not well.)
For the plane ride home, it was my lavendar tights under my yellow womens jeans, and cami under something long-sleeved. I had planned to kick off my shoes and leave my lavendar feet uncovered during the flight, but I slept from before takeoff.
I wore faint but noticable toenail polish the entire week. I expected that I would be hot-tubbing a time or three, and hadn't quite figured out what to do about my toes then; I figured it would likely only be a problem if I ended up changing down to barefeet with someone else changing nearby; it wasn't a colour that would have been too obvious while I walked or in the water. But no hot-tubbing materialized so I didn't have to deal with the issue.
Let's see, what else... On the way home, I tried on (and bought) a top at an airport souvenier shop. It is sort of "cowboy" style, with some embroidered curves. I think it was in the womens section, but with a design like that it is hard to tell; I'll have to have a closer look at which side the snaps are on! My wife likes the shirt... and I'm betting it will look just fine over top of some forms :)