I hear people talking about dressing "Far away" from home.
Have you ever been busted despite being far away?
K
I hear people talking about dressing "Far away" from home.
Have you ever been busted despite being far away?
K
The short answers is "no." When I traveled for business I did take along part of my wardrobe, but it was for in room activity. If you think you're safe, you may not be. Two examples to mull over: My brother on a class field trip to the Statue of Liberty met our male cousin in the headdress of the Statue of Liberty. Brother from Queens, New York; cousin from a little town in New Jersey. Second, I was at a Seattle Mariner baseball game with family which included my son-in-law. He's from Chicago. One row down and three seats over was sitting his next door neighbor from Chicago who was making a tour of baseball stadiums on her vacation. You really think you're safe?
How do you mean busted? I’ve been to Las Vegas casinos en femme many times. Or dressed in San Francisco, out and about. I know I don’t pass, if someone wants to be a jerk about it, move on.
Rebecca Bas
If you mean by people from home that youi know, not likely. If you are far away from home and dressed with wig and makeup, people will most probably not recognize you. They are not expecting to see you, and they certainly do not expect you dressed as a woman. Most people on the street are thinking about their own schedules and needs, and they don't pay too much attention to those they pass. That doesn't mean some strangers won't clock you.
Last edited by Taylor Dame; 10-07-2022 at 07:14 PM.
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I guess I did!
That only happens in stories, not real life. Read Taylor's post above!
U can't keep doing the same things over and over and expect to enjoy life to the max. When u try new things, even if they r out of your comfort zone, u may experience new excitement and growth that u never expected.
Challenge yourself and pursue your passions! When your life clock runs out, you'll have few or NO REGRETS!
Yeah, what Taylor said.
I've been dressed twice far away from home. Both times were on the same trip out of state a few days apart. The 1st time I was 300 miles from home and the 2nd time I was 200 miles away. There was no chance of running into anyone I knew. Well, maybe there was a chance if a million to 1 odds are considered. Last weekend I was dressed about 25 miles from home. I will be there later today fully dressed again as well as on the 22nd of this month. The first 2 outings I had virtually no contact with others. Last Saturday I spoke with quite a few people (a person taking my order in a mall food court, 3 or 4 sales associates in several stores, 2 makeup artists at an ULTA, and another lady customer in a Hamrick's store. When I go out later today, I'm heading back to the same town and will go to an outlet mall, a different ULTA to make an appointment. The MUA I wanted to visit on Oct. 22nd at the 1st ULTA is taking that day off to watch her son play in a football game. I will also visit a few other stores to look for some casual outfits. I plan to go to a Rack Room Shoes store and likely have to order a pair of wedge sandals as they just don't carry a decent selection of size 12 women's footwear. As others have said, even if you won't pass as a women on even a casual examination, people are still unlikely to be able to identify you unless you talk to them and they recognize your voice. Here's a closeup of how I looked last Saturday. I wouldn't recognize myself.
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I was once out and about and stopped to look at the menu in the window of a High St. Eatery. As I glanced in I saw someone, a friend of a friend or at least I think I may have. He saw me albeit briefly before I ducked behind the menu board and moved on.
If it was him then when I saw him a month later there was no hint of recognition. So either it wasn't him or my makeup etc transformed me so as to be unrecognisable.
There is always a chance you'll bump into someone you know but will they recognise you, well most likely not.
Some years ago I met up with some other CD's in an LGBT friendly pub. Two of the girls went off to the toilets. Some time later these two males appeared and I wondered who the hell they were. It took me a few moments to realise I'd been sat next to them but when dressed not in drab. The difference was remarkable.
Back in August I had a long weekend away, dressed for the whole five days, and at Harrogate, a town about 20 miles from my home. On the last morning I popped into the town, and on leaving one shop noticed a lady pushing a wheelchair just behind me. I stopped and held the door open only to realise that I knew both the lady and her husband in the wheelchair. In the past I have spent many hours in the company of this couple, but there was no indication of any recognition from them.
Even if you run into someone you know, They are not going to put two and two together. They would not expect to see you dresssed like a woman. There mind isn?t going to put it together
Busted busted no, passed by my neighbor 70+ miles from home on the interstate, yes. SMH.
Last edited by _jenni_; 10-08-2022 at 04:41 PM. Reason: Spelling
Sabine, I have run into people I know when dressed and no hint of recognition or later questions.
Please call me Jamie, I always_have crossdressed, I always will, "alwayshave".
I've been curious about this too. Somehow even thousands of miles away I will not infrequently run into someone I know. Now whether that is a close friend or a distant acquaintance may change things. Either way, I wonder what the odds are they'd recognize me dressed. Probably pretty low if they're a distant acquaintance. Maybe possible if they're a close friend.
FWIW...
About a year ago, I was out shopping as Barbara and I ran into my upstairs neighbor (I live in apt complex) at Macy's and he never gave me second look.
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