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I have been crossdressing for 30 years. It started when I was 15.
Anytime I was home by myself, I would sneak into the bedroom of my sister, who is 4 years younger than me, to try on her tights, her nylons, snap crotch bodysuits, her short-sleeve black romper that buttoned up the front, her rainbow-plaid romper with similar fastening, or her two sleepers, one of which had feet while the other didn't; I even tried on some of her dresses. I would pose with each outfit, then try on another, modelling them in front of the bathroom mirror.
I was caught a few times and told never to do it again, but I still did.
After I moved out on my own, I would go to various stores, including thrift stores, to find unitards, leotards, catsuits, one-piece swimsuits, tights, leggings, nylons and footed pyjamas.
I would always be apprehensive and self-conscious about going out in public en femme, but if I ever did, this is how I would do it:
I would take my Ayala (Hebrew for Deer) with me in a duffel bag or backpack somewhere like a packed club or something. I would make sure no one was watching and sneak into the women's restroom. Going into a stall, shutting and locking the door behind me, I would strip naked, tuck 'everything' between my legs and put on a pair of panties and nylons. After that, would be a bra containing a pair of C-cup breast-forms, a knee length dress, a purse and a shoulder length, blonde wig. My male clothing would go into the bag which I would zip shut, hiding male me away. Next, I would unlock and open the door, walk back through the club to the nearest exit and go to my vehicle. Once there, I would lock the bag in the trunk and return to the club for drinks; flirting with other club patrons and shaking my tushy on the dance floor.
Alas, as I said above, I would be very self-conscious and apprehensive about being in drag in public and as much as I would like to introduce the world to Ayala, I'll just have to remain content to put the blinds down whenever she wants to 'visit' me in the privacy and comfort of my apartment.
As I write this, I'm sitting here in that very place, dressed in a woman's long-sleeve, footed, mock turtleneck, black unitard with back zip, a pair of women's light pink leg warmers and a pair of women's pink ballet slippers. Bliss.
Hugs & kisses
Ayala
Dear Ayala,
When I was back in my 20s my friends brought me to a French Social Club for drinks and at that long bar there was Karaoke on the top runway nd singers who I became very Attracted to them and after a short time I realized they were in Drag and this love of trans-dressing and Drag Girls was Infused into my identity with very much love.
Your fantasy plan is certainly jumping in with both feet. No doubt some do it, but dressing en femme the first time in public is usually much more subtle. A drive, maybe get some gas, a walk in a quiet park, etc. Most need to build confidence about being out in public. Of course many people never go out en femme, and that is fine as well. We all have different hopes and deeams. Good luck with yours.
I am apprehensive as well about going out in public as Lizzy as I am afraid someone I know will recognise me and blow my cover. If I did it would be in a place a long way from my home town where I am unlikely to come across anyone I know at first.
@ayalathefemboi Well, I think the first thing to determine is how much of you wants to be out dressed vs how much of you wants that sort of fantasy secretive thrill.
If it's the former, than all I can tell you is to just do it. Maybe find a local group that has outings, maybe find an LGBTQ bar/restaurant, but just decide you're going to do it and then do so.
If it's the latter, then I don't have much advice to give other than choose your location carefully.
Best of luck!
We have nothing to fear but fear itself. In practice, nearly everyone seems not to notice or care. But in our minds, early on at least, we fear everyone is watching, will detect every little flaw in putting on makeup, or dressing inappropriately, failing to walk like a woman or act like one, etc. And will criticize us openly, laugh at us secretly, tell the world we are weird, or whatever. I have taken huge risks from the start and almost never had a negative experience. Even when I have major faux pas, like losing my wig when running through an airport or catching a heel and falling over backwards as an elevator door closed on me, having a skirt drop to the ground due to my lack of hips to hold it in place (many recurrences, always in crowded places), or numerous other such incidents where one might expect laughter or derision, the nearly universal reaction of others is to assist and support. Does your slip or underwear show or does toilet paper stick to your heels when exiting a restroom?..been there, done that. A woman will nearly always come to the rescue and with great empathy and discretion help you adjust with minimal embarrassment. Entering a woman's world is full of pleasures and very few downsides. But to put your own fears at ease, venturing out in locations where you are unlikely to be known is best for peace of mind.
one step at at a time. It is very enlightening to go out dresed
I have been crossdressing as a senior male to female for a few years now, and presently pretty much for the past year I'm living full-time in whether it's panties and bra around the house or a house dress sleeveless, or the full femme out in public experience.
More than an accepting wife my partner is "my sister"now, and we go out socially together frequently.
I have crossed dressed in two countries now as a female,
I've discovered a safer, easier, "feeling" in public in femme in Asia rather than the Florida or other USA places.
Plenty neighbors in my 10 storey apartment building support and encourage Stephanie rather than "steve" who must venture out occasionally in shorts and t-shirts and such.
My wife has several regular cis girlfriends who have donated dresses and skirts to me either because they bought them online and they don't fit or they've gained a little bit of weight and they're too tight. Fit me just fine and I love them.
But what I'm sharing today is something new creeping up or slowly been making itself known to Stephanie and that is, it is so ordinary everyday dressing as a woman that some of the high's some of the pleasure just not sure what
is fading Away and this is just normal, this is just a new conformity" of who I present to the world and my wife. Putting on my lingerie on my dress on my skirt or all of the other female.attire is just everyday normal.
I haven't read anything here on CDH, that they're having this experience?
Share your experiences with me pleze? 🙏💋
This is all interesting to read. I have not been out except after dark to walk around residential streets where I passed few people.
My mind races with apprehension at the thought of being out as Sarah and what others think of me. Not easy when you are shy and self conscious I think.
Being oit in public is a fun and exciting experience. A little scary at first, but that just adds to the experience. I have never had an issue, but I also am situationally aware. People don't notice or care, and if they do, I have only had positive responses from people. It is usaually women who simply make as nice comment like nice dress, or nice nails or hair.
As for being recognized, I highly doubt anybody would unless in a close setting. With a wig, make up and a dress on, I doubt even your own mother would recognize tou at a glance. Sure, at a party and interacring one on one some may figure it out, but not not just passing on the street.
Not everybody wants to go out, and that is fine, but for rhose who do, just do it. We most regret the things we don't do in life, not the things we do.
Hi Ayala,
I've been crossdressing for over 40 years, I started when I was about 12. Although I have been venturing out in public as Jennifer for a long time now, I wasn't always fairly confident when dressed as Jennifer and even now, I sometimes still get that feeling of apprehension before I walk out the door.
It comes with the territory of being a crossdresser.
Through time and experience, I've come to handle that feeling when it arises with a few reality checks prior to leaving the safety of my home.
Ever since I decided to go out and about in the world in my female persona, I have always strived to present myself in appearance as a woman as best I can, even though it is superficial at best. Makeup, hair, clothing, and especially feminine mannerisms all play a part with that. For me, blending in and moving through society and minding my own business is my goal.
If I get noticed, so be it. In my time out, I've observed that most people are running errands of their own and are too consumed with their own agendas to really say anything. That is not to say I haven't had comments shot in my direction, but I've had more good ones than bad and all in all, going out as Jennifer has been at times an exhilarating and positive experience, but other times I can honestly say it's been rather mundane and routine.
When out, I also make sure to visit places that do not put my safety in jeopardy, whether it be places close to home where I might get outed, or locales that might not be conducive to my "lifestyle". When out in the world, you should always be prepared for any safety concerns wherever you choose to go, that is just being prudent.
In the end, going out dressed can be a lot of fun, and you can get to experience the world from a whole different perspective, a thing many people do not ever get to see or feel.
Although I will say that when I get to spend time as Jennifer, there is nothing more comfortable than spending time alone at home, and I agree; it is heavenly bliss when I do!!!
Have a great day!
Hugs,
Jennifer
I have never had a negative or derogatory comment addressed to me. At worst I have had some looks, or surpressed giggles. Anybody I had direct contact with has been neutral and just treated me like anybody else, or gave some small compliment. I do not pass close up, or when I speak, and certainly when I have to present my ID or credit card which have my unambiguos male name , but is does not matter. Mostly I just get a smile or a hello as I pass someone on the street or trail, just like I get anytime.
I have come to know many as Rhonda, some very close friends . Occasionally I run across them in public when I am not dressed and say "hi".They don't know who is addressing them. Even though we may not be the best passing female around, it is reassuring to know we are usually not easily recognized as being our femme self if presenting as male. I suspect the reverse is true. If someone spots me when dressed I doubt they'd associate with me as the person they know as male aside from telltales such as voice or being with my partner. Even then, they'd probably have to process what they see before the brain makes the connection. So the best defense against being clocked is to avoid being seen in public with your partner or speaking in your male voice. Partners know this of course so usually shy away from going out together to places where they are recognized if they care about what others may think.
Ayala,
You can underdress. It would save some time. I've worn panties, mini skirt, stay up stockings under my boy clothes.
I can't tell you how many times I've changed into Fran in my car.
Like a super hero. Guy in Girl out.
Fantasy's are nice, but are totally controlled by the person Fantasizing. Real world has it's own excitement and rewards. I hope you can step out as Ayala sometime soon!
Fran 🥰
Thank you so much for sharing your story. Going public is a big goal for me, but it's also really freakin' scary and I fully understand your reluctance. I hope you can find a balance that makes you feel happy and fulfilled.