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I’m 46 years old and live in Atlanta GA, happily married (Petra is not out to partner sadly – big New Year project). Petra lives at voyagesenrose.blogspot.com more then she does in the real world. But she does get out when she can.
Petra’s Crossdresser Success Story
Over the years I have bought many nice things in stores. In drab. Sometimes for my wife, sometimes for me. My shopping was typically cloaked under the plausible pretence of shopping for my wife. Good cover.
Nonetheless, even when I am legitimately buying something nice for my wife, there is a part of me that wonders …. “Does she think this is for me? Did she clock me? Does she deal with crossdressers everyday?”
Well, I did some nice shopping en femme recently, and it gave me some courage to change the way I shop in drab. Last week, dressed, I popped into Macys, stopped in intimates, looked at shoes, thought about a couple of dresses, not seriously shopping, but rehearsing shopping. Nothing really stood out, including it seems, Petra. Just another girl in a store.
The out into the mall and inevitably into Victoria’s Secret. All the mirrors and the pretty, pretty things. Now the fun begins. The entirely cute young VS girl said hello and said she was envious of my ability to walk in heels. Sweet. That night, she said, a $10.00 purchase would win me a surprise value card – likely worth $10, but maybe $1,000. And then, my new friend said that if I wanted to try anything on, I was most welcomed.
Somebody shoot me while I am happy.
I really had the wrong outfit on (turtleneck knit dress – a real wig-popper) so I couldn’t take her up on it. But do you know, the point was, I was fooling nobody (fully) and it just did not matter. I am a girl on a budget, so I just picked up a pair of control top hose with a very pretty lace garter effect. Cashed out, got a little spritz of perfume, a nice catalog, a yet to be redeemed gift card and a pretty pink bag to walk back out to the car with.
And this really got me thinking. I cannot get out as much as I like to en femme (who does really?). But I do like to prepare for nights (and days) en femme. When I see a nice look on a real woman, I often say, Petra ought to have that look. And then, maybe I go shopping for Petra. In drab. Can I make that more fun?
Visit # 2
So I was in drab yesterday, and my new gift card was burning a hole in my pocket. Those hose I mentioned earlier on – fabulous. Really snug around the hips and butt. Nice glossy finish. Yum. So I dropped in on Victoria again.
“Can I help you find something today?”
“Sure, I am looking for hosiery”
“Is this a gift?”
“No, its for me.”
“OK, just over here…”
And do you know something, there were no flashing red lights, no women and children shrieking and running away. Just me and the nice girl talking ’bout tights.
“You don’t need the control tops do you? I mean look how skinny you are…”
“Well, I have different parts I need to … ummm…. well, contain you know… and the padded panties, well they need to be smoothed out a bit too.”
“Really? Well, yeah, I guess that makes sense … oops, hey, I think we are out of the black in C. How about almost black. Would that work for you?”
“Sure, that will do”
“Do you need anything else today?”
“Need, no. I want everything, but.. .”
“O, well you just come back anytime. Do you have a Victoria’s Secret Angel Card?”
“Um, not yet.”
“You really ought to get it. You’ll never ever pay full price”
“OK, well I will figure that one out later….”
Well, there it is. I am committed. When I shop for me, I will shop openly. I pretty much expect that I will get terrific service, and will probably meet some nice people just by being a little more honest about it. And it might just make life a little more interesting for the nice, nice women working in a small handful of shops.
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