So many of us here love hearing about other’s experiences as we share stories of our journeys en femme. I first started dressing at 15 with my sisters clothing when I was home alone. I knew at an earlier stage that I was different because I preferred playing with her dolls rather than boy toys.
My journey really started when I moved out at 18 and took on a gay roommate. I learned quite a bit about dressing and makeup. Later, I became involved with other CDs and attending TG events, which opened my eyes. I adored the girlfriends I made over the years. From them, I started dressing in public and shopping as Debbie. I found myself in girl-mode whenever I wasn’t at work.
I kept it from family, knowing they wouldn’t have handled it and only shared my experiences with close friends that were of like mind. In my mid 20’s, I took a job that led me to Los Angeles where the club scene was very active and open. It was a wonderful experience. I became nervous about the direction of my future and ended up in group therapy, which is provided by the gay community here in LA. It was there where I attained peace with myself and gathered confidence as I heard the other girl’s trials and tribulations.
I felt sorry for those with families and hiding in the closet. I became much more open about my situation. Over the years, I have been active in the community and enjoyed the club scene all over southern California. I’ve gone on several girls’ outings in San Francisco and Las Vegas. I have been to clubs and bars frequented by CDs and TGs and have always enjoyed it. Whether you are there to dance or just meet others, it is always a wonderful experience. I have many experiences to share, but enjoyed this one immensely (it happened a year ago.)
On a Friday night, my girlfriend, Karen (also a CD) decided to go to an all woman’s club (yes a lesbian club) to go dancing. Karen was in male mode at the time and was a bit nervous so I went as Debbie and she as my date. We walked in and the room was filled. There was a DJ, a dance floor, and three women working behind the bar (one in a leather corset like Madonna.) We took a table; I realized everyone seemed to know each another and there were no other mixed couples present. I did not feel nervous and after a drink we danced in the crowd.
Before long, other women approached me to dance, which I did and made small chat. I was a bit overdressed in a little black cocktail dress, but I seemed popular and people were nice and accepting. Not only was it fun, but I was even asked for my phone number by two other girls. I politely said I was there on a date, but would return soon. I was interested if they saw me as trans or another girl. I felt so accepted. The only bad experience was entering the woman’s restroom where a rather hefty, older woman said I was in the wrong room. She obviously must have realized I was a trans and later said it was ok. She even bought me a drink later in the evening.
Overall, I was treated well; they accepted me as one of the girls that belonged there. We left and returned home around 2 am and we laughed the night away over what was said and what we observed. I have long since wanted to return, but not alone. So the moral of the story is: don’t be afraid of passing in public; most people do not care. I am just as comfortable being seen as a trans girl as a passable one now. I go for both looks at times. I will say that I felt more comfortable there than at a straight club. I wish now I had taken pictures of the evening. Anyway, enjoy your experiences and help others by sharing them here!