melissacd
01-17-2009, 11:42 AM
As some of you may know I have been living in a situation that allows me to cross dress as much as I want with the exception of work and the odd event. This has given me great freedom to play with and improve my look and skills.
To me, looking at myself in the mirror I still see me and I still see a guy. In public settings I find though that I get very little reaction regardless of the venue. I am just part of the scenery for most people and that is the way that I like it.
A real test of this came the other day. I was in a local restaurant with some friends and in walks someone that I worked with for 6 years. I recognized him instantly and had a bit of a sense of panic at first because I have not come out in my professional life yet (thinking about that one though). He looked straight at my face and walked by me without showing so much as a glimmer of recognition. To make matters more interesting, he and his wife sat at the table right next to mine, he was about 6-8 feet away from me through the whole dinner.
Eventually, I realized that my look had transformed me so much that even at close range he never recognized who I was. I kept the level of my voice lower and slightly disguised to avoid being recognized on that front.
They finished their meal, left the restaurant and the event was over. It was a very surreal night to have this experience, it made me feel that I have come a very long way since starting to more formally dress and go in to public a few years back.
Huggs
Melissa
To me, looking at myself in the mirror I still see me and I still see a guy. In public settings I find though that I get very little reaction regardless of the venue. I am just part of the scenery for most people and that is the way that I like it.
A real test of this came the other day. I was in a local restaurant with some friends and in walks someone that I worked with for 6 years. I recognized him instantly and had a bit of a sense of panic at first because I have not come out in my professional life yet (thinking about that one though). He looked straight at my face and walked by me without showing so much as a glimmer of recognition. To make matters more interesting, he and his wife sat at the table right next to mine, he was about 6-8 feet away from me through the whole dinner.
Eventually, I realized that my look had transformed me so much that even at close range he never recognized who I was. I kept the level of my voice lower and slightly disguised to avoid being recognized on that front.
They finished their meal, left the restaurant and the event was over. It was a very surreal night to have this experience, it made me feel that I have come a very long way since starting to more formally dress and go in to public a few years back.
Huggs
Melissa