Tonight, I had a wig re-cut and then went to dinner where the silicon valley cool kids hang out: Santana Row. There's a Telsa dealership, lots of upscale clothing boutiques, restaurants and bistros. I'm in northern California and it's cool so I wore booties, tights and a green plaid pencil skirt with a white top and a moto jacket.
I had a few glasses of wine while eating and just observed. Dining alone, especially for a woman, is unique and at first I thought that would cause people to look but what the hell.... My hostess and waitress were friendly. My waitress, in particular, was very friendly. I'm betting I was her first cross dresser.
I was sitting outside on the pedestrian walk under a heater and made eye contact with every passerby who looked my way. I was on display for about 45 minutes. More than 100 people walked past. Overall, not one person was phased. Not one. No double takes, not stopping in one's tracks. I'd say 70% just didn't connect any dots after eye contact and moved on. Just another body. Maybe 5% really looked longer than "normal." That kind of look that says, "Something is not quite right." But even those people just kept on going and clearly didn't have a second thought about it. There was a couple on my left and a larger group on my right. Not a glance from the couple but one gal in the group looked several times. I smiled and she smiled each time. I'm sure she was trying to figure me out: cross dresser, trans, ....
In the end, I think people are generally tuned out, just polite enough, or maybe, a cross dresser is just not that unique anymore. Whatever the reason, there are none to keep us out of the public eye.
