Passing for me would be just going out with no harrasment and to many looks of disgust! Maybe to recieve a smile of acceptance from a stranger.:happy:
Jennifer
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Passing for me would be just going out with no harrasment and to many looks of disgust! Maybe to recieve a smile of acceptance from a stranger.:happy:
Jennifer
I am pleased to see so many of us rejecting a definition of "passing" that is predicated on deception (i.e., systemically misleading the general populaton to believe one is a genetic female)! I must say that I like both of the refinements offered in this thread: First, there are those who, like me, consider "passing" use of presentation, mannerism and character as a means to enable the world around us to willingly relate to us as females. Then there are those for whom "passing" is strictly a matter of how they perceive themselves - not where I am at personally, but arguably an even more enlightened perspective!
Erica
To me, passing simply means one can go out in public and be perceived as a female.
I feel I can and do pass, but I haven't gone to the mall yet, which I consider the ultimate test. One of these days......
Vikki
"Passing" is in itself a debateable word.
When I am dressed as the woman, then I am content if I seem to fit into the crowds or whatever number of people there are around at that time. Maybe just me by myself. In a country lane or in a city street.
It is to be content in that state is the object, to be happy with the projected image and never mind whether that image is 100% female. (What is a 100% female image anyway).
Blending in, well I do not know, but I do like my minis... at my age..
~Samm
Ah, and a view across the Princes Street Gardens towards castle hill - Market Street in Edinburgh. And there's a nice shop right across Princes Street from where you are standing for women's "foundation" garments. But I bet you know that! (worked in herbarium at RBG a couple years ago for a week). Joni
Passing hasn't been all that difficult for me, at least passing at a distance :lol:
Up close, my voice pretty much gives me away but this Halloween I went to work fully dressed in Conservative office wear and even my officemates (for over 2 years now) didn't read me until I looked straight at them for a minute and even then they didn't get that it was me until I talked.
When I dressed up for the evening I got more then one whistle and even got a couple of guys looking me up and down and undressing me with their eyes. Undressing that is until they took a good look at my not so well done beard cover (it was good enough for the office but later could have used some touch up).
Passing to me has a two fold meaning. One, to pass by blending in with other women in the same situation. Which is great for daytime and out at a casino but the other "passing" to me is to try and be as HOT of a TV as I can be when I'm at the clubs where everyone knows I'm a CD.
I could not agree with you more, Lisa.Quote:
Originally Posted by Lisa Golightly