Last July on vacation in UK I had my CD epiphany, with full-on pink fog. Once home again I crossdressed very little, mainly for photo sessions, and found myself waiting for this year's UK visit to really immerse myself again.
Total anticlimax.
I bought some new dresses etc within 48hrs of arriving, which was a pleasure (excellent treatment from a gg sales assistant in Debenhams), but the pink fog failed to descend and although I wore femme clothing much of the time in the privacy of my friends' homes and gardens, my only proper excursion was in fairly girly clothing for a (very enjoyable) day out with Pamela7 and Welshgirl. I didn't dare wear make up and wig. Pam and I didn't notice much in the way of reaction, but Welshgirl says there was plenty! We were in the picturesque town of Rye, not particularly famous for its high quotient of crossdressers. Thank you both again for making that long journey.
Being featherheaded I went to the station 2 days too early, but once I got back to my friend's house, something changed... and within an hour I had on make up, long blonde wig, floral tights, a short floral dress over girly floral shorts, and a floral shawl with a long fringe...and off I went up the street to walk a couple of blocks to another friend's house. Since I still don't own any female footwear I opted for the old hippie standby of white tennis shoes. Please forgive me the shoes oh my sisters.
This was the first time I had ever been truly out in public in wig and make up, in any country, and it was pretty easy. I passed a few people, none of whom attacked me with sticks or screamed with laughter, and the journey felt comfortable, enjoyable. Later my friend drove me to another friend's house, which since he's 82 years old and drives slightly under walking speed was a bit nerve-wracking- pedestrians overtaking us could have spotted me and spray-painted rude messages on the bodywork- but the journey passed without incident and I got a great greeting from my friend, the gg whose house I'd had the original epiphany in.
But still no pink fog, and no repeat of the sisterly feeling I'd had with my gg friend. I find myself wondering how much I really want to crossdress any more.
When I got home, and on the phone while I was there, my wife asked me if I'd enjoyed the crossdressing. She seems genuinely ok with it, though she's still not seen anything more than pics of Nikki.
What was very disappointing was not to have met Katie888 while I was there, though it came very close to happening and I very much hope that one day it will. It was entirely my own fault- I was getting very short of money by the time the opportunity came up, and it also meant a 5hr round-trip train journey (I'd already spent a lot of time on trains both getting to UK and going to see another old friend), so again, I'm sorry Katie- I hope you'll forgive me and that your delicate hand, hairpin poised above the heart of your Nikki voodoo doll, will hesitate and withdraw.
...so...I'm not sure how much time I'm going to spend on the forum from now on; less than before, I imagine, though I'm sure I'll still look in pretty regularly. Crossdressing will always be an aspect of my personality, but because of my circumstances it seems likely to remain in the background. This makes me sad, and I hope it won't mean I'm much less of a complete person because of it.
My love to you all,
Nikki