I wish I had something to add on this thread, but as of yet I haven't gone outside the house dressed. Underdressed, yes...but that really doesn't count in the big scheme of things. Someday I will. :D
-Cheryllynn
I wish I had something to add on this thread, but as of yet I haven't gone outside the house dressed. Underdressed, yes...but that really doesn't count in the big scheme of things. Someday I will. :D
-Cheryllynn
My first time out was to go to Goodwill to drop off a huge bag of male clothing. (Soon to be replaced by female clothing.) I interacted with a couple of people, but on the whole it was a pretty blah experience. I felt, "Well, huh. I've done that. So what?" The second time was different. I went out to an office supply store to buy pencils and a pet supply store to buy dog treats. (Both very exciting CD venues!) Both the shopping and the drive out and back were euphoric. Every time I stopped at a stop light I kept hoping the people next to me would look at me and notice my boobs. I was soooo proud of having a normal-looking female chest. I felt the same way shopping. I felt like yelling, "Look at these! They're MINE!" But, of course I didn't. Many years later I still feel that way about boobs. In fact, I don't really feel normal without a bra and breastforms.
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