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For those of you who have ever thought about dressing up on vacation; here you go. I booked a solo cruise and decided to bring some of my girl clothing along. I had everything I needed: a wig, shoes, makeup, and all the accessories.
The cruise was surprisingly only 40 present full. I got all dressed up, and at nine I decided to go out for an adventure. I hadn’t gotten very far when I came across three teenage girls, all around age 15 or so. I thought I looked pretty convincing, but after I passed them I could hear a lot of giggling. I hurried back to the room and sat there embarrassed.
I decided not to let it bother me and try again, going back out. I headed to one of the cocktail bars and found a seat in a corner. It was a little bit darker, so I felt I wouldn’t be as noticed. The waitress was amazing, she referred to me as Miss right from the start and didn’t even blink an eye. I guess they are used to serving some of us on their ships and they are trained in how to handle it.
It felt amazing, so I went outside for a nice long walk in the ocean breeze, in a really nice dress, and I felt amazing. The light breeze and the ship’s movement made the chiffon flow so nice. For one of the first times, I knew that dressing up was meant for me. There were only a few adults who took a quick glance at me and then looked away. One woman made a comment to her husband and the other couple. The others didn’t seem to care.
The following night, I decided to wear a little more feminine-style dress, more fancy. I didn’t hesitate and went out with confidence. I walked around for hours; my only regret was that I hadn’t asked the waitress to take my picture. On the third night, I met a woman and stayed in guy mode. In hindsight, I wished I stayed En Femme the entire time, as I had brought several other very lovely dresses and some new sexy shoes that I didn’t get a chance to wear.
I’m making plans for another vacation soon. As for my advice; I would say go for it. If you’re not in your neighborhood then why care who sees you!
Before I was married, I told my partner of my love for lingerie and pretty things. She said it was no big deal. After we got married it became a problem. We all know that we need to dress. So now, I go on vacations, and I am working up to going out in public more often. I believe it is healthier to be yourself. I hope this helps all of the girls who have doubts and fears.
Sophia
Don't let a few silly girls ruin your fun. The vast majority of people don't care or notice. The few that do don't matter as long as you are in a safe place, and a curies ship sounds like a great place to enjoy yourself. I would be careful in foriegn ports, but onboard, let your hair down and enjoy yourself.
As I have said here many times, and a mantra I try to live by..." If others have a problem with it, it is their provlem, not yours."
My personal.attitude when I am in public is I hope to be passable, but I do not care in the least if people know. I assume that up close anybody will know I am en femme, but I do not care and carry on a convsersation as if dressing en femme is perfectly fine...which it is.
Hello Sophia, I am so pleased that you ventured out on board ship & enjoyed it. The more time you go out the more confident you will get. As others have said, most people just ignore you as they get on with what ever they are doing, so you just ignore them. Many people will be happy to talk to you as well & are happy about your dressing, people no a days are more excepting of us CD. Go out & enjoy your new freedom. love Helenmarie
Sophia, you go girl! I'm glad you took that cruise. I guess convincing ourselves is the toughest part. I too fear the stearing through your backbone idiot's. For the most part most people are self absorbed in their own world. I just would like to hang out with other girls like us. It must be the reble in me to push the boundaries of my comfort zone and explore the world around me. Love the picture! 🥰
Fran
I hadn’t gotten very far when I came across three teenage girls, all around age 15 or so. I thought I looked pretty convincing, but after I passed them I could hear a lot of giggling. I hurried back to the room and sat there embarrassed.
Fifteen year olds can barely wipe their own noses girl and giggle at things to alleviate their own discomfort. Don't let that bother you. Their reaction says everything about them and nothing about you. 🙂 Good on ya for getting out!
Too be honest, I find most 15 year old very tolerant, it is the gaggle of them that is the probem. Once they get together they have to act tough to each other and has little or nothing to do with us.
Sophia, Thanks for telling us about your experience. You said, "I believe it is healthier to be yourself." So true, so very true.
I don't get out that much but when I do it is a wonderful feeling. Yes I have gotten a few stares and giggles from young kids, but those are the few exceptions.
We only have this one life to live and living it to be yourself is true happiness.
Have fun, enjoy your Sophia time. Staci...
PS I love that cute dress too!!!
What a perfect vacation for a girl who likes to dress elegantly! Well done you, honey 🙂 That must have been a wonderful feeling out on the deck in the breeze, truly free to be you 😊
Sophia,
Wow, such an exciting experience and solo too! I could imagine myself in all those scenarios. I hope to get out there someday myself, whether for a long beach walk, through a park, or even graduating to a busy boardwalk. Thanks for sharing!
Tamiya
There is always that problem but you didn't let it stop you. Well done and thankyou for an inspiring story.
Rhonda Lee, a CDH member and frequent cruiser, can probably better relate
her experiences first hand, but I do recall her cautioning problems with ship's
security on your first day of arrival on board when they take your ID photo be it
en femme or as a male. If you leave the ship at the next port and attempt to
reboard, ship security may expect to see a male or a female, depending on
how you presented on your day of arrival. Thus, all your shore excursions
may have to be done en femme or as a male. As mentioned, I have no
experience in this area, as all my cruises were taken as a male.
Different subject. Rhonda Lee is also putting together a cruise package in
late August of this year for CDs.
I do agree with you totally, however agreeing and having the courage to do something it a different story.
I am very happy you enjoyed yourself though and it was a very good story and also very encouraging
Thanks, Sophia, for your inspiring article. I can tell you have had a good time which is the important thing about your cruise. Holidays en femme are a wonderful experience.
Sometimes I don't understand why there are people as slimy as the three girls on your cruise, when it is so beautiful and simple to be able to make others feel good. Other times I tell myself it's so I can better enjoy nice people. I have been lucky enough to come across very friendly and fun young American ladies. They don't just accept you. They flatter you. Your cruise's girls have a problem, not you.
Gisela
Sophia =
What a wonderful story, thank you for sharing your experience.
I can only imagine the feeling of walking on deck with the ocean breeze swirling around your legs. As for the girls you encountered, that is something you will run into no matter where you go.
I hope you get to have more adventures like that soon.
XOXO
Suzanne
Sophia--
Your account of the three teenage girls made me smile with recognition.
You may remember these paragraphs from my long multi-part description of a weekend I spent in New York as a woman (with a man!).
If you don't, it refers to the first time we walked down a hall together toward a hotel elevator. Here's the abstract...
We walked out into the hotel hallway toward the elevators. He jabbered away, totally casual. I was nervous. As we approached the elevators, I saw the worse thing imaginable—teenage girls. Three of them waiting for the elevator. They were talking and giggling with one another. Teenage girls in a group are the hardest audience. They see everything. And they have no graciousness.
This worse potential audience, waiting to get on the elevator with Edward and me. I couldn’t help but focus intently on them as their eyes flicked over us as we approached. Edward talked on without a care.
Nothing. The girls gave us just a second of attention and went on with their business. They let us pass and enter the elevator first, standing in front of us facing forward, talking away, never once looking back at us, at me.
I loved it. Only a nervous tg-woman can know how good it can feel to be invisible, to be so unremarkably normal as to be barely noticed, to be a middle-aged woman, on the arm of a middle-aged man, on her way out to dinner with him.
After that, the crowded lobby and the doorman holding the door open for us were easy.
If you haven't read the whole account, you should; you'll probably get kick out of it. Just search for an article called AND WHAT I WORE.