This is a multi-part story. I hope you will vicariously reminisce, explore and/or envision being right there with me as it unfolds…

If you’re close to my age, you’ll recall Dragnet’s Sgt. Joe Friday implore female informants to provide “Just the facts, ma’am.” The story you are about to read is real, and these are the facts…

I’ve not attempted to train my voice. It is what it is. Compared to Weather Channel forecaster Heather Tesch, it’s not so bad. Back in the day, I shopped in drab using my “twin sister” as an excuse. BTW, I don’t have a real twin sister. Then online shopping became available. And when I finally stepped out En femme, I only used self-checkout kiosks at the grocery store to avoid the attended checkout lanes because I feared having to speak… or be “made” as some would say. That was then. Now, I decide which lane to use based on what I have to check out and how much time I have. But what’s my voice got to do with a day in heels?

This story takes place on December 23rd. Two days before Christmas, and the eve of the winter storm, Elliot. I did my grocery shopping before Elliot laid siege. It was cold, but not frigid, so I wore my ¾ length leather jacket. It was perfect for the day. I wore a light purple satin blouse under it with black pants and black pointed toe, slingback, kitten heels. I’ve studied videos of myself in heels to master the walk. I’ve practiced in the garage and around the house and up and down stairs. I’ve worn heels out with every intent of wearing them for the day. But, when I got to my destination, I chickened out and changed into flats. My day out-n-about itinerary included a chocolate shop, the mall, and the grocery store.

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A new chocolate shop has opened in the Rose District in Broken Arrow, OK. It specializes in Belgian chocolates. If you know your chocolates, you know Belgian chocolate is only processed in Belgium and known for its luxurious smoothness. Hoping to visit this shop with a CDH friend earlier this month, I had sent a message to the owner stating that I was a chocoholic… and a crossdresser. Not that one has anything to do with the other, but I thought it would grab the owners’ attention. I asked if he would be comfortable with a couple of crossdressers in his shop? I felt certain that would get his attention. I stated we were both classy, casual dressers and that if we were any good at this, he wouldn’t recognize us from his other customers. As hoped, my shock and awe worked. I received an almost immediate reply that we would be welcome, and he looked forward to meeting us.

The shop is in a revitalized downtown shopping district. I found an open parking spot a city block from the storefront. Wearing my heels, and with a smile on my face, I walked to the store. I window shopped along the way, passing several couples out doing their Christmas shopping. On entering the shop, I noticed it was small, and a lady was completing her order. As she turned to leave, we exchanged smiles and season’s greetings. I stepped up to the counter, where an extremely attractive young lady greeted me. I asked for descriptions of the offerings and then placed my order. We chatted about the wonders of chocolates. There was no sign of hesitation or amazement, no double-takes on my appearance or voice. There were no dubious looks. As she filled the box, I told her it was to be a gift, and she offered to wrap it with a bow. These chocolates will be a gift to my wife from June with a note that it is to be shared with me… my male persona. The store owner came out from the kitchen and spoke with the young lady. After which, I asked if he was Melvin, the owner? He said he was, and I introduced myself as June. He made a queried look and said, “You wrote me an email?” I said I had, and that I was pleased to be welcomed, commenting on how cute his shop was. He was pleased to meet me. I felt welcome and very comfortable standing in his store… in heels. It was a wonderful experience! I felt perfectly comfortable with my presentation and our conversations. I don’t think I wobbled too much… I hope my friend will join me on a return visit…

My next stop was the Mall for some LTDB-ing (Look, Try, Don’t Buy). When I arrived at the mall, the only available parking spaces were the farthest from the building. It was a hike to the entrance. It provided me with more practice in the art of “walking in heels.”

The mall was busy with people scurrying about. It was exciting to be among that many people. I wondered if anyone would single me out. My wife tells me I look like her husband in women’s clothes. Which is the same as telling me I look like a dude in a dress… Sometimes she is not at all encouraging. She won’t look at me En femme, but she will look at my photos and offer suggestions to improve some element of my appearance. She is an enigma!

JCP was my first stop, then on to Macy’s. I’ve learned to hold my head up and walk with confidence… especially in heels. With my head held up, I pointed my heels toward JCP looking at passersby eye to eye. I started at the formal gowns. However, nothing impressed me, so I passed on trying any of them. Next, I sifted through the party dresses, and then all the other dresses. A store clerk asked if I was finding what I was looking for? I said, “I don’t know what I’m looking for, but I’m having fun searching for it.” It was fun cruising through the racks and mingling next to women as they searched the selections. A few I pulled out to examine closer got rave reviews from some of the women. There were a few men looking through the racks, too. I wondered if they were using their wives as excuses, and really looking for themselves? What a perfect opportunity for those who are deep in their closet. Many of us have been there. I have a story to share with you about that, too. Only it wasn’t my wife I used as an excuse; it was my “Twin sister.” I moved on to Macy’s and had the same experience. I didn’t see anything I wanted to try. Nobody talked with me, but I felt as though I was being scrutinized. I didn’t get that at JCP. When you look like me, it happens. I have definite male characteristics which neither clothing nor makeup conceals. Or, it may have been my gait. Regardless, I amazed myself by walking in heels!

I’ve spent about four hours out-n-about…in heels! The day was filled with wonder, excitement, and joy! I talked with people, mingled with women, and wore and walked in heels all day. The enjoyment I get from my times out-n-about is built on confidence. It comes from encouraging comments to photo posts and conversations with CDH friends and members… and from mustering the courage to step out the door.

I am still learning about this thing we do called crossdressing. My wife and I have identified elements of my crossdressing which need improvement. Wearing heels and speaking are two of those.

With my wife’s assessment in mind, I challenge myself to become the image I envision. I’m continually working to improve my presentation, building the confidence to present June with poise. I acknowledge June is a living force within me. And with a vision of who I want June to be, I accept I am my own kind of beautiful.

Please join me for the next installment as my adventure continues at the grocery store…

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Married, 70 something, MtF heterosexual Crossdresser. I am happy in my skin! I am a male who finds exhilaration experiencing the feminine mystique through this phenomenon called Cross Dressing. My goal is to be inconspicuous ... to blend in. When recognized; I want it to be as a classy, proper lady. My wife is now mostly understanding and accepting of June. She doesn’t particularly care to see me en femme. However, she is now offering to critique June's appearance through photos, and has self-appointed herself to June's CDH photo post selection committee. Strange isn’t it…she doesn’t want to see me en femme, but will review my photos!? I hope to meet others for friendship. It does not matter if you are in your closet, or like me, have found the door knob and stepped out. If you are happy in your skin, I'd be interested in meeting online, socially, in public, groups, en femme or in drab. There is a caveat, however. I may not respond to an online/site member friendship request, or invitation to meet personally, if you have not completed your CDH profile form, including your profile Bio, and posted a public photo…including your face, at a minimum. I respect and value friendships. Because I have been the target of inappropriate, lewd and unsolicited advances; for both our benefits, I will not accept friendship requests that do not meet these requirements. I want to share, and also seek, experiences with other like-minded souls. To that end, I promise I will not extend a friendship invitation for the sake of adding another number to my list. While I am not a prude, neither will I respond to requests or comments including lecherous overtones. I am a retired degreed engineer, and manager from the aerospace and defense sectors. I enjoy fly fishing, tying my own flies, playing guitar, model railroading, hiking, camping, bicycling, working with wood, helping others, my Jeep, ... almost as much as I enjoy experiences as June. I live part time in OK, and part time in CO. The rest of the time my wife and I are rambling around in our 5th wheel RV enjoying life in these great United States; hiking all the National Parks, and meeting truly wonderful people! Unless you have been out there, the pictures you see are not even close to the beauty and splendor of this country. I have met others of us along my travels. Some en femme…some not. These experiences have been truly wonderful! I was first exposed to this phenomenon in my late 30’s. I was challenged by someone I knew professionally to join them as a female appearing person in an experiment. I was, at first, repulsed! Then, later allowed myself to be talked into giving it a go. Even though I was “made up” by an experienced artist, and the clothes were selected for me to fit the occasion, I saw myself in the mirror looking like a dude in a dress, and backed out of the challenge. But I was infected by that first peek in the mirror… that distorted vision of someone trying to look like someone they were not...and the sensations of it all. I wanted back into those clothes and makeup. I wanted to improve my presentation and to gaze longer than a peek at the reflection in the mirror. I wanted to prove to myself that I could step out in public. And yes, I wanted to feel those sensations, again! Along the way, June has evolved from dressing indelicately, to way too conservative, to a look that presents June as you see today…a classy, proper lady. Even when dressed casually. As you view my photos, I hope you will agree that is how you see June. That doesn’t mean I am “prim”, and don’t have fun. I can do/be both. If you don’t agree, please let me know. If you do agree, please let me know. I like constructive, and positive feedback. June is on a Continuous Improvement journey. As I explore the feminine mystique through the thrills of this phenomenon called Cross Dressing; I ask for your help as you view my photos, by inviting you to offer suggestions/comments on what you see might be improved. Until we meet, I wish you warm regards,

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Cindy Parish
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2 years ago

Hi, June, I’m having a problem wearing high heeled shoes as my feet are beyond a normal length and they are broad. My good news is that this week I received my Decree Absolute against my wife as on return home from a hospital A&E stay five years ago she decided that after over 30 years of marriage she unexpectedly wanted to separate. Is it nearly another Valentine’s Day? For a treat to myself I had a full make-up including lashes top and bottom by a MAC artiste four years ago and she and a colleague taught me so much… Read more »

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