Sarah...
08-18-2008, 04:54 PM
Last week I posted a thread, in a very nervous state, looking for a bit of support as I headed toward my first makeover and weekend en femme. For those of you who haven't seen that thread I summarise: My SO arranged a makeover weekend for me combined with the chance to meet other CD/TG/TS girls. Of course I spent the week before getting more and more nervous.
Well, I had a lot of supportive responses that were a great help. A number of you asked that I post an update after the event. So this is it.
After work on Saturday morning I went home and got dressed en femme ready for the trip over. At this stage I had neither a wig on nor makeup. I was also somewhat lacking in the breastform department. So I felt a bit "unfinished".
We had a three hour drive to our destination and unfortunately I was so nervous and worried that my SO had to drive all the way.
When we arrived our lovely hostess, I'll call her Vicky, introduced us to two other girls who had already arrived as well as to her husband and daughter. Well, I had never met anyone whilst en femme before (apart from my SO of course) so by this stage I was almost paralysed with fear. I was in a terrible state inside.
It was whilst I was quietly falling apart at the seams that Vicky, who always addressed me as Sarah, took me aside to apply my makeup. This was the first stage in actually starting to enjoy myself and relax. We chatted whilst she worked and this really helped. Once this was done Vicky produced a wig and breastforms for me to try so that I could re-introduce myself to the other guests.
After a short picture session outside we were shown to our room where we were able to choose from a selection of about 25 different wigs, to see what suited my face and eyes. Well, we felt a bit rushed as dinner was about to be served and we picked a dark auburn shoulder length style that, in hindsight, wasn't quite right. I'll come back to that in a bit.
So, dinnertime. Bear in mind I have never met anyone else as Sarah. So, there's me, my SO, a new CD friend, a new TG friend, a new pre-op TS friend, Vicky, her husband, her daughter and one of their old friends who had just popped in for dinner. In simple terms, we found ourselves in the middle of a family and friends dinner party. This was just what I wanted to experience - a slice of ordinary life where I existed as Sarah, completely.
Then came the funny part. My SO had made a lovely cake for my birthday. So the candles were lit and the assembled company began to sing "Happy Birthday". For the one and only time the whole weekend I mostly wasn't referred to as Sarah because as I had only just been introduced no-one knew whether I wanted to be sang to as Sarah or as my other name. So it went "Happy Birthday dear mumble, mumble"!! EXCEPT for my dear SO who very clearly set the example and sang my name, Sarah.
Later during the evening more of Vicky's family friends turned up!! Like, a husband, a wife and three kids. They were a friendly lot and knew the others who were there. I was beginning to wonder just how many people my SO and I were going to meet during the weekend! (Not to mention the various international holidaymakers who turned up looking for B and B accommodation during the weekend).
I was able to spend the evening chatting to the other girls, finding out more about myself and more about their life experiences. I learnt so much that I'm now in something of a daze about what it all means for me and my SO. My SO also spent a long time learning of others' experiences and as such has greatly expanded her understanding of our situation.
Anyway, so I mentioned wigs earlier. Before bedtime my SO dug further into the selection of wigs available and started brushing them out ready for the big try-on session! Well, I've now been blonde, red, brunette, black, highlighted, straight, curly, fringed, bobbed, short, long and blue!!! But we did it! We found a colour that really suits me! A dark brunette in a bob style that had an amazing effect on my eye colour. I mean, I hadn't appreciated what a difference the right colour would make but that dark brunette really made my eyes 'pop'. I couldn't believe the difference it made. My SO thought it was just gorgeous which really made my day!
The following morning, after breakfast, we went out for a walk on a nearby beach with one of the other guests. Only half an hour or so and mostly at the quiet end of the beach. I was too nervous to go for a walk in the nearby town but was happy to have taken the small steps I had taken.
All to soon it was time to go home and the dreaded change back into drab. And here's the really strange thing. After putting my man clothes back on I had the most disconcerting and very strong feeling of being cross-dressed. Now, what on earth is all that about? It took me by surprise and I didn't like it. Not one bit. And it's still there. When does it go away?
Anyway, for those of you who offered advice beforehand, you were right. I simply got on with it, enjoyed it (loved it in fact) and now I cannot wait to see what the next episode in my journey brings. Though I will tell you this - it took my SO about half an hour after arriving home to order two wigs and a pair of breastforms for me. They arrive tomorrow!!
So do I feel like a loved, cherished and supported girl? You bet I do, both here, at home and with the first 15 people I've met as Sarah since I gingerly stepped out of my particular closet.
Thanks for reading (again!!!). I'll post some pictures once I've got them off the cameras!
Hugs
Sarah...
Well, I had a lot of supportive responses that were a great help. A number of you asked that I post an update after the event. So this is it.
After work on Saturday morning I went home and got dressed en femme ready for the trip over. At this stage I had neither a wig on nor makeup. I was also somewhat lacking in the breastform department. So I felt a bit "unfinished".
We had a three hour drive to our destination and unfortunately I was so nervous and worried that my SO had to drive all the way.
When we arrived our lovely hostess, I'll call her Vicky, introduced us to two other girls who had already arrived as well as to her husband and daughter. Well, I had never met anyone whilst en femme before (apart from my SO of course) so by this stage I was almost paralysed with fear. I was in a terrible state inside.
It was whilst I was quietly falling apart at the seams that Vicky, who always addressed me as Sarah, took me aside to apply my makeup. This was the first stage in actually starting to enjoy myself and relax. We chatted whilst she worked and this really helped. Once this was done Vicky produced a wig and breastforms for me to try so that I could re-introduce myself to the other guests.
After a short picture session outside we were shown to our room where we were able to choose from a selection of about 25 different wigs, to see what suited my face and eyes. Well, we felt a bit rushed as dinner was about to be served and we picked a dark auburn shoulder length style that, in hindsight, wasn't quite right. I'll come back to that in a bit.
So, dinnertime. Bear in mind I have never met anyone else as Sarah. So, there's me, my SO, a new CD friend, a new TG friend, a new pre-op TS friend, Vicky, her husband, her daughter and one of their old friends who had just popped in for dinner. In simple terms, we found ourselves in the middle of a family and friends dinner party. This was just what I wanted to experience - a slice of ordinary life where I existed as Sarah, completely.
Then came the funny part. My SO had made a lovely cake for my birthday. So the candles were lit and the assembled company began to sing "Happy Birthday". For the one and only time the whole weekend I mostly wasn't referred to as Sarah because as I had only just been introduced no-one knew whether I wanted to be sang to as Sarah or as my other name. So it went "Happy Birthday dear mumble, mumble"!! EXCEPT for my dear SO who very clearly set the example and sang my name, Sarah.
Later during the evening more of Vicky's family friends turned up!! Like, a husband, a wife and three kids. They were a friendly lot and knew the others who were there. I was beginning to wonder just how many people my SO and I were going to meet during the weekend! (Not to mention the various international holidaymakers who turned up looking for B and B accommodation during the weekend).
I was able to spend the evening chatting to the other girls, finding out more about myself and more about their life experiences. I learnt so much that I'm now in something of a daze about what it all means for me and my SO. My SO also spent a long time learning of others' experiences and as such has greatly expanded her understanding of our situation.
Anyway, so I mentioned wigs earlier. Before bedtime my SO dug further into the selection of wigs available and started brushing them out ready for the big try-on session! Well, I've now been blonde, red, brunette, black, highlighted, straight, curly, fringed, bobbed, short, long and blue!!! But we did it! We found a colour that really suits me! A dark brunette in a bob style that had an amazing effect on my eye colour. I mean, I hadn't appreciated what a difference the right colour would make but that dark brunette really made my eyes 'pop'. I couldn't believe the difference it made. My SO thought it was just gorgeous which really made my day!
The following morning, after breakfast, we went out for a walk on a nearby beach with one of the other guests. Only half an hour or so and mostly at the quiet end of the beach. I was too nervous to go for a walk in the nearby town but was happy to have taken the small steps I had taken.
All to soon it was time to go home and the dreaded change back into drab. And here's the really strange thing. After putting my man clothes back on I had the most disconcerting and very strong feeling of being cross-dressed. Now, what on earth is all that about? It took me by surprise and I didn't like it. Not one bit. And it's still there. When does it go away?
Anyway, for those of you who offered advice beforehand, you were right. I simply got on with it, enjoyed it (loved it in fact) and now I cannot wait to see what the next episode in my journey brings. Though I will tell you this - it took my SO about half an hour after arriving home to order two wigs and a pair of breastforms for me. They arrive tomorrow!!
So do I feel like a loved, cherished and supported girl? You bet I do, both here, at home and with the first 15 people I've met as Sarah since I gingerly stepped out of my particular closet.
Thanks for reading (again!!!). I'll post some pictures once I've got them off the cameras!
Hugs
Sarah...