I don't dream very often, but whenever I do it seldom involves crossdressing. Last night I dreamed that my wife and I were on a cruise. As we have one scheduled later this year, this is what probably led to that aspect of the dream. We were on the same cruise line as the one that we have booked, but that is where the similarity ended. This ship was a huge labyrinth with every region you wandered through being either a vast museum on various things, or an arcade filled with games. The place was packed with both adults and kids having the time of their lives.
And now for the crazy part. I was totally crossdressed, the only crossdresser that I was aware of in the crowd. As a mostly closeted dresser, (I have only been out to CD events where I was in a crowd of crossdressers) this was really groundbreaking for me. I was very self-conscious of being dressed, which is an aspect of the whole experience that I actually savour. But hardly anybody seemed to be noticing me even though I was my usual 6' 3" or" 4" (it tends to vary now) and was wearing very high heels. It wasn't that I was being ignored, as everybody was chatting with everybody else, including me. I even got separated from my wife. One woman did notice that I was actually a dude, and commented on it. We had a very interesting discussion, and she wanted to know all about crossdressing and how I as enjoying it. The whole dream was a blending of feeling terrified about my situation and yet elated about it at the same time. I wandered and wandered everywhere, trying to find the exit from this elaborate maze, ....and then I woke up.
Veronica
