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That brings me to this strange fact - driving as female is a different skill. Not to be sexist but females seem to have a tougher time parallel parking but I've also seen many men struggle at it as well. When I am in female mode, I seem to not only lose my parking "gift" but just getting into my car can be an adventure. Instead of just plopping myself into a seat in one easy move like male me tends to do, I've noticed female me must be aware when performing this rather simple movement. Once I've opened the door I need to plan to turn half way around with my back toward the interior and lower myself down to the seat with the help of the steering wheel and then, with legs pressed together, slide them gently around and in. If I'm wearing something short and/or tight I need to be even more careful that the hem doesn't ride up too high. Exiting is just as tricky.
Women also have a totally different posture and style while driving. They/we seem to sit much more upright and much closer to the steering wheel while keeping both hands at the prescribed "10 and 2" position. I find myself just doing this automatically.
Men, on the other hand, slouch, lean back and steer with one arm. Men also adjust the rear view mirror and, once it's set, may never move it again whereas some women will often need to adjust the rear view mirror not just because of the change in seating position but also to apply makeup or check their lipstick. I know I do.
Finding a parking space while en femme is usually easier because, more often than not, I will be headed for a mall with its acres of head-in parking, but if I am faced with parallel parking, I find I've suddenly lost my maneuvering skill. I hate it when I bump into the curb with my rear wheel or realizing I didn't turn in sharp enough and I’m a foot or two away from the curb. Either way, I have to pull out and try again. It would seem I shouldn't be having this problem but perhaps some female part of my brain is doing the parking. I find it both frustrating and comical.
Something else I do, but I don't know if other women do, is to bring a pair of flats because driving in heels does not work for me. I find it dangerous as my ankle and foot are now at an angle to the pedals which seems unsafe to me. Once I've safely parked I can then slip on my heels and check my makeup before exiting my car and then click, click, clicking my heels on my way. I'm pretty certain that a man would never think of changing his shoes just to drive his car.
I do worry that I may someday be pulled over by a policeman for some infraction or fender-bender or perhaps have car trouble. It's always on my mind anyway but I'm extra cautious whenever driving en femme. Male me could possibly have to face similar problems but not with all the female fears.
Although it's more complicated to drive as Mary, I am proud to be a woman driver. I think I drive much safer and definitely slower plus I get to see myself in the mirror! Win, win, win!
- Have you been out driving in a vehicle in total girl mode and if so, how did it feel and go?
- Do you worry about someone checking you out while stopped at a traffic light while out driving in all girl mode?
- Have you gone through a fast food drive through while in total girl mode and how did that experience go?
Thank you girls for taking the time to read my article and feel free to offer up your comments to the article or provide an answer to one or more of the questions I’ve posed to you above!
And have a super 2022 girls!
With much love, Mary
Hi Mary and thanks for the article.
Yes I've been out driving in fem mode with heels but they were kitten heels so it wasn't too much of a problem. At stop lights I just looked straight ahead like most females do and had no problems. I do think I drive safer when dressed because of the fear of being caught by a policeman or having a fender bender which either would be a terrible ordeal. I gave up on parallel parking long ago but I see there are vehicles that can do parallel parking for you now. When we all have self driving cars we can wear four inch heels with no problem... lol
I live in the UK and was always under the assumption that Americans didn't parallel park and since the roads were so wide you just drove straight in. Parallel parking is part of the UK test and as a result most Brits are good at it.
"I’m pretty certain that a man would never think of changing his shoes just to drive his car.". Not true. I was told a tip when learning to drive and still do it - have a yourself a pair of driving shoes with smooth leather soles. They prevent the pedals from sticking and give a better/smoother use of the accelerator pedal.
Hello Juan, As you can tell I have no idea about driving in the UK except we drive on the opposite side. I think we still teach parallel parking in Driver's Education before we are allowed driver's licenses but real-life parking can often be quite a bit different than learning in an empty lot.
The laws can vary quite a bit from state to state. A friend lives in rural Iowa and he says he hardly ever parallel parks, he just turns his engine off wherever he stops.
As for shoes I doubt you could even purchase "driving shoes" here unless you're a professional driver of some sort.
Mary
Hello Juan, As you can tell I have no idea about driving in the UK except we drive on the opposite side. I think we still teach parallel parking in Driver's Education before we are allowed driver's licenses but real-life parking can often be quite a bit different than learning in an empty lot.
The laws can vary quite a bit from state to state. A friend lives in rural Iowa and he says he hardly ever parallel parks, he just turns his engine off wherever he stops.
As for shoes I doubt you could even purchase "driving shoes" here unless you're a professional driver of some sort.
Mary
K-turns are standards for US driving training in most states. Parallel parking was something the driving school I used trained us on. Not all did and the states don’t normally test on that point.
K-turns are standards for US driving training in most states. Parallel parking was something the driving school I used trained us on. Not all did and the states don’t normally test on that point.
I live in the UK and was always under the assumption that Americans didn't parallel park and since the roads were so wide you just drove straight in. Parallel parking is part of the UK test and as a result most Brits are good at it.
"I’m pretty certain that a man would never think of changing his shoes just to drive his car.". Not true. I was told a tip when learning to drive and still do it - have a yourself a pair of driving shoes with smooth leather soles. They prevent the pedals from sticking and give a better/smoother use of the accelerator pedal.
Hi Michelle, kitten heels are a good choice. For sure the fear of getting stopped, for any reason, is always a possibility. Self-parking cars are a good invention, for sure, but I'm not in favor of the self-driving ones.
All my best, Mary
Hi Michelle, kitten heels are a good choice. For sure the fear of getting stopped, for any reason, is always a possibility. Self-parking cars are a good invention, for sure, but I'm not in favor of the self-driving ones.
All my best, Mary
Mary, I do go out driving en femme fairly often, and have not ever had any issues, but one or two kind of close calls.
I have two cars, a Jeep, and a small fuel efficient car which I was driving on this one winter's day. I'd pulled over to answer an important email and got bogged down in snow which was slightly deeper than it looked. After some rocking back and forth I was nearly in tears and ready to give up when the front wheels found a bit of grip and I was able to move forward a bit more, and finally made it out!
I suppose some a nice gent or two might have come along and helped me, but then again if they "made" me, then what?
Fortunately I didn't have to find out.
Another time I was late and driving much faster than the limit and saw a police car on the other side, and that brought me back to reality, and the speed limit too!
I have also done many drive through's and only once had something rude happen. When she gave me my change she said "Sir", which offended me and I was tempted to hold the line up and ask for an apology, but I didn't. Still kind of wish I had.
Thanks for the great article Mary.
Amy
Amy, I know how easy it is to just take one's eyes off the road! I guess that's why I now make it a point to not speed anymore. It just isn't worth the extra few seconds.
I doubt any of us would want to get "sir"ed but it happens to most of us. I found it's no use in trying to get an apology, just smile and go on with life.
Mary
Amy, I know how easy it is to just take one's eyes off the road! I guess that's why I now make it a point to not speed anymore. It just isn't worth the extra few seconds.
I doubt any of us would want to get "sir"ed but it happens to most of us. I found it's no use in trying to get an apology, just smile and go on with life.
Mary
That is such a scary feeling when you push on the gas with your dress boot and the tires just spin. That knot in your tummy as you try to get out
That is such a scary feeling when you push on the gas with your dress boot and the tires just spin. That knot in your tummy as you try to get out
Mary, I do go out driving en femme fairly often, and have not ever had any issues, but one or two kind of close calls.
I have two cars, a Jeep, and a small fuel efficient car which I was driving on this one winter's day. I'd pulled over to answer an important email and got bogged down in snow which was slightly deeper than it looked. After some rocking back and forth I was nearly in tears and ready to give up when the front wheels found a bit of grip and I was able to move forward a bit more, and finally made it out!
I suppose some a nice gent or two might have come along and helped me, but then again if they "made" me, then what?
Fortunately I didn't have to find out.
Another time I was late and driving much faster than the limit and saw a police car on the other side, and that brought me back to reality, and the speed limit too!
I have also done many drive through's and only once had something rude happen. When she gave me my change she said "Sir", which offended me and I was tempted to hold the line up and ask for an apology, but I didn't. Still kind of wish I had.
Thanks for the great article Mary.
Amy
Great article! I was drawn to it because I saw that your article on driving was immediately followed by "Why Passing is Important" and thought there might be a connection!
I have many exciting tales pertaining to driving en femme. Just to name a few:
- My GPS indicated I was in a 45 zone when actually in 35. I got pulled over on my way to church in St. Pete, FL on Palm Sunday. To make matters worse, I forgot my license and paperwork on the rental car I was driving... gave my chess ID number when asked for my driving license number. The cop didn't take kindly to my passenger's offer to use her license. I was held up for a long time thinking they'd check the plate and connect the driver to a male photo and I'd be arrested for grand auto. I thought I'd be paraded into the station with the cop gleefully gloating over the Catch of the Day, but, amazingly, got off with just a warning, something that never has happened to me in male mode. I did not even have to cry! Another cop later told me it was probably to avoid issues at the station as to what to do with me to avoid further problems.
- I let my girlfriend drive while I made some phone calls when traveling through Greenville, SC on a crowded interstate. It was stop and go. The car in front of us stopped. We went. Totaled the car and bottled up traffic. The eye in the sky no doubt caught it on the 6 o'clock news. Police and wrecker arrived simultaneously. My skirt chose that moment to slide to the pavement. Quite a rowdy audience!
- I wrecked my new car when a lady exited WalMart from my right as the light changed. I only later realized, after viewing a photo I took at the scene, that she was on the wrong side of double-yellow lines and had no doubt jumped the light to avoid being hit straight-on by traffic turning into the Walmart. I was not expecting a vehicle to cut straight across my bow and hit her driver's side. 5 occupants claimed they were fine at the scene. All have filed suit and won lots of $$$. In full femme mode, being on my way to a class presentation, I tried to interview everyone, take photos, etc. The witnesses did not realize I was the driver, referring to "she" did this and that. At least they did not refer to a male... small consolation!
- I have been stopped for failure to have a set belt on (after picking up another CD to go to church and failing to latch in after searching for her); I suspect the officer just wanted to get a closer look at me.
- I have other amusing stops. I once ran over a blown truck tire which failed to clear the underside of my car and had to go to the dealer to get the car drivable, dealing with many service-men and grease monkeys while en femme.
- I'll say this for the police... they are uniformly polite, never "sir" me or shame me, and obviously are trained to deal with people like us. Getting stopped en femme is nothing to fear more than being stopped en drab. Security officers at airports are also courteous. I've set off alarms and been patted down and surely been discovered wearing a bra under male attire... nothing ever said... just an occasional puzzled look as they look back and forth between me and their xray images that probably reveal the wire that set the alarms off.
I haven't any tales about fast-food drives except my very first time out in public, when the lady who had dressed me took me to ChikFilet. I expected to go through the fast food drive but she insisted on my going inside where there were a bevy of teens far more intimidating than a fast food clerk.
I don't know if anyone has checked me out while stopped at a light but I'd be delighted if they did, give them a big smile, and wave a kiss.
Hi Rhonda, I must say you have had more than your share of incidents while driving enfemme! The time you ran over a blown tire reminds me of the time we were on a busy freeway, me at the wheel, wife in the passenger seat, and the car to her right lost it's left front tire. That car skidded to a stop and the tire just kept on going, of course. I slowed down but that tire just kept on rolling, bouncing it's way through traffic. It must have rolled at least a quarter mile and I don't think it ever hit another car and finally stopped, by itself.
Hi Rhonda, I must say you have had more than your share of incidents while driving enfemme! The time you ran over a blown tire reminds me of the time we were on a busy freeway, me at the wheel, wife in the passenger seat, and the car to her right lost it's left front tire. That car skidded to a stop and the tire just kept on going, of course. I slowed down but that tire just kept on rolling, bouncing it's way through traffic. It must have rolled at least a quarter mile and I don't think it ever hit another car and finally stopped, by itself.
I once was driving from FL to NC when, about 2 AM in the middle of nowhere near Gaffney, SC, 150 miles from my destination, my rear axle broke. I of course could not brake if I'd wanted to... thought my best course was to keep the car headed straight, hoping the tires would stay on. Sparks were flying as the axle scraped the road and I feared the gas tank would erupt into a ball of fire. It seemed like an endless journey before the car came to a stop. 4 of us in the car raced away as fast as we could, fearing an explosion. The rear tires fell to the pavement after I left the car! Amazingly I found a tow truck and mechanic willing to hop out of bed, come to his workshop, and get me back on the road in time to make my morning classes.
I once was driving from FL to NC when, about 2 AM in the middle of nowhere near Gaffney, SC, 150 miles from my destination, my rear axle broke. I of course could not brake if I'd wanted to... thought my best course was to keep the car headed straight, hoping the tires would stay on. Sparks were flying as the axle scraped the road and I feared the gas tank would erupt into a ball of fire. It seemed like an endless journey before the car came to a stop. 4 of us in the car raced away as fast as we could, fearing an explosion. The rear tires fell to the pavement after I left the car! Amazingly I found a tow truck and mechanic willing to hop out of bed, come to his workshop, and get me back on the road in time to make my morning classes.
Great article! I was drawn to it because I saw that your article on driving was immediately followed by "Why Passing is Important" and thought there might be a connection!
I have many exciting tales pertaining to driving en femme. Just to name a few:
- My GPS indicated I was in a 45 zone when actually in 35. I got pulled over on my way to church in St. Pete, FL on Palm Sunday. To make matters worse, I forgot my license and paperwork on the rental car I was driving... gave my chess ID number when asked for my driving license number. The cop didn't take kindly to my passenger's offer to use her license. I was held up for a long time thinking they'd check the plate and connect the driver to a male photo and I'd be arrested for grand auto. I thought I'd be paraded into the station with the cop gleefully gloating over the Catch of the Day, but, amazingly, got off with just a warning, something that never has happened to me in male mode. I did not even have to cry! Another cop later told me it was probably to avoid issues at the station as to what to do with me to avoid further problems.
- I let my girlfriend drive while I made some phone calls when traveling through Greenville, SC on a crowded interstate. It was stop and go. The car in front of us stopped. We went. Totaled the car and bottled up traffic. The eye in the sky no doubt caught it on the 6 o'clock news. Police and wrecker arrived simultaneously. My skirt chose that moment to slide to the pavement. Quite a rowdy audience!
- I wrecked my new car when a lady exited WalMart from my right as the light changed. I only later realized, after viewing a photo I took at the scene, that she was on the wrong side of double-yellow lines and had no doubt jumped the light to avoid being hit straight-on by traffic turning into the Walmart. I was not expecting a vehicle to cut straight across my bow and hit her driver's side. 5 occupants claimed they were fine at the scene. All have filed suit and won lots of $$$. In full femme mode, being on my way to a class presentation, I tried to interview everyone, take photos, etc. The witnesses did not realize I was the driver, referring to "she" did this and that. At least they did not refer to a male... small consolation!
- I have been stopped for failure to have a set belt on (after picking up another CD to go to church and failing to latch in after searching for her); I suspect the officer just wanted to get a closer look at me.
- I have other amusing stops. I once ran over a blown truck tire which failed to clear the underside of my car and had to go to the dealer to get the car drivable, dealing with many service-men and grease monkeys while en femme.
- I'll say this for the police... they are uniformly polite, never "sir" me or shame me, and obviously are trained to deal with people like us. Getting stopped en femme is nothing to fear more than being stopped en drab. Security officers at airports are also courteous. I've set off alarms and been patted down and surely been discovered wearing a bra under male attire... nothing ever said... just an occasional puzzled look as they look back and forth between me and their xray images that probably reveal the wire that set the alarms off.
I haven't any tales about fast-food drives except my very first time out in public, when the lady who had dressed me took me to ChikFilet. I expected to go through the fast food drive but she insisted on my going inside where there were a bevy of teens far more intimidating than a fast food clerk.
I don't know if anyone has checked me out while stopped at a light but I'd be delighted if they did, give them a big smile, and wave a kiss.
Hi Mary,
To answer your questions:
1) I often drive while dressed. My wife worries that someone, we know, will recognize my car & wonder who that woman is. But never any issues except one fender-bender. I was at a traffic light, about to go to a party & running late. I tried to change into my heels & threw the car into "Park"-- or, at least, I thought so. It was in "Reverse". I drifted into the car behind me. No damage, but the guy wanted to exchange information. Obviously, with my driver's license I had to admit that I was a guy. He didn't care. BTW, I routinely drive in 5" heels with no issues.
2) Not to brag, but I often get "checked out" with guys trying to hit on me at traffic lights & at gas stations.
3) Yep. I've ordered fast food, at drive-thru, & have always been treated as who I am--a female customer. No issues.
Hi Mary,
To answer your questions:
1) I often drive while dressed. My wife worries that someone, we know, will recognize my car & wonder who that woman is. But never any issues except one fender-bender. I was at a traffic light, about to go to a party & running late. I tried to change into my heels & threw the car into "Park"-- or, at least, I thought so. It was in "Reverse". I drifted into the car behind me. No damage, but the guy wanted to exchange information. Obviously, with my driver's license I had to admit that I was a guy. He didn't care. BTW, I routinely drive in 5" heels with no issues.
2) Not to brag, but I often get "checked out" with guys trying to hit on me at traffic lights & at gas stations.
3) Yep. I've ordered fast food, at drive-thru, & have always been treated as who I am--a female customer. No issues.
Hi Dawn, I often get checked out by guys when I'm just waiting for a stoplight as well as when I'm getting out of my car. A motorcycle rider almost lost control while he stared at my legs. It sure can be a dangerous world out there in so many ways!
Hi Dawn, I often get checked out by guys when I'm just waiting for a stoplight as well as when I'm getting out of my car. A motorcycle rider almost lost control while he stared at my legs. It sure can be a dangerous world out there in so many ways!
I go out driving en femme when I have enough time to go somewhere nice (preferably a park or garden or by the sea). I always wear flats while driving.
I don't seem to have a different driving style at all; however I am a little bit more cautious with traffic - don't want a mishap while out en femme.
I have difficulties in man-mode getting in/out a car; so when en femme doing so in a lady-like fashion is a challenge for me - I think I manage it sometimes 🙂
Hi Alicen, The first time I tried to drive enfemme I was wearing heels. I didn’t go very far when I realized the heels, while lovely on my feet, were a danger on my gas pedal. I thought of going back to my hose to get a pair of flats but just slipped my heels off instead and kept driving. Not the best answer for me as that felt pretty weird as well but I never made that mistake again!
Hi Alicen, The first time I tried to drive enfemme I was wearing heels. I didn’t go very far when I realized the heels, while lovely on my feet, were a danger on my gas pedal. I thought of going back to my hose to get a pair of flats but just slipped my heels off instead and kept driving. Not the best answer for me as that felt pretty weird as well but I never made that mistake again!
I go out driving en femme when I have enough time to go somewhere nice (preferably a park or garden or by the sea). I always wear flats while driving.
I don't seem to have a different driving style at all; however I am a little bit more cautious with traffic - don't want a mishap while out en femme.
I have difficulties in man-mode getting in/out a car; so when en femme doing so in a lady-like fashion is a challenge for me - I think I manage it sometimes 🙂
Love this article. Without bragging, I am a good driver as a man. I have to concentrate extra hard as a woman. I think I'm usually just so excited to be dressed up and out and about, that I think less about my driving.
I was at the grocery store one day en femme and everything was fine. But, the place I had parked was one of the few parking areas in the lot with the concrete bumpers. I didn't have anyone in front of me so I decided to go straight out as going forward is usually safer than backing. I was so embarrassed but so glad my vehicle was tall enough to go over it without damage or getting stuck. I thought to myself, "crazy woman driver." Then laughed at myself and was again relieved that I didn't damage anything.
I remembered seeing a really beautiful GG in a BMW do the same thing in that parking lot before. I guess that's one way to get closer to the feminine ideal! There are plenty of great female drivers, of course.
Hi Sarah, for sure there are many men and women who are very good drivers but every so often I find a driver who doesn’t appreciate me going the speed limit and insists on getting too close. Neither speeding up or slowing down will make things any better so I just keep at the speed limit. That’s when I wish a cop car was watching!
Hi Sarah, for sure there are many men and women who are very good drivers but every so often I find a driver who doesn’t appreciate me going the speed limit and insists on getting too close. Neither speeding up or slowing down will make things any better so I just keep at the speed limit. That’s when I wish a cop car was watching!
I'm curious what GG stands for. Looking it up on Wikipedia we have: Good Game - can't be that, an album by Gary Glitter - can't be that, ... and a bra size - umm, maybe?
I'm curious what GG stands for. Looking it up on Wikipedia we have: Good Game - can't be that, an album by Gary Glitter - can't be that, ... and a bra size - umm, maybe?
I've seen the acronym GM for genetic male, and so assumed GF (genetic female) would be used. Maybe we could introduce GB for genetic boy!
I've seen the acronym GM for genetic male, and so assumed GF (genetic female) would be used. Maybe we could introduce GB for genetic boy!
