Sorry your first time into a gay/cd bar all dressed up was some kind of a disaster.
But lucky you had so many kind helping hands.
I am sure you would have stayed a little bit longer if you had not ripped a hole in your skirt with your high heels.
Hope now you're all used to it and enjoying your time playing 'dress-up'.
Kisses
Yasmine
PS: I am retired; when I used to dress up in public in Bangkok, Thailand, I had quite a few wardrobe malfunctions too.
The most embarrassing being slipping on someone else's spilled beer, falling over and in the process ripping my one
piece cotton body hugging mini skirt and exposing my 'ahem'. I just rushed out jumped into a cab and went home to
try bury myself alive. Its was months before I got the courage to go out again all dressed up. I used the time at home
to learn from my group of ladyboy friends how to walk and dance in my heels and how not to suffer any more freak
accidents.
Its always great to reflect and laugh at our 'moments'. It is therapeutic to be
able to laugh at ourselves.
Kisses Adriana
Yasmine




" the thought occurred to me that I'd not be able to hear the doorbell if someone came to the door. No worry, so I thought. Soon the sweeping was done and the closet was cleaned and I went to change clothes. About ten minutes later, I was out of the shower, dressed and down stairs... about five minutes after that, the doorbell rang. It was my wife's sister who just happens to have a key to our house! No harm, no foul but it did get me to thinking... Had she come about half an hour earlier and rang the doorbell, she would have probably let herself in when no one answered. Had she heard the sweeper (it's a noisy cuss), she may have well come to investigate... That could have proven VERY PROBLEMATIC since only my wife & I know about my interest in dressing!
