first time going out in public fully dressed and how did you feel

I have not been out yet. Been out with some jewelry that shows I am trans. I am just beginning to transition so I am still not ready.

The first time i went out enn femme was just like your's it was late at night and i went for a drive in my car, i stopped at a village near where i lived it was about 11pm at night, i got out of my car and went and did some window shopping, there wasn't many people about so i just strolled up and down the street and looked into the shop windows, in all i must have been out for about an hour and half which was quite thrilling, I've been out a few times in my car whilst dressed as Rozalyne i always take care so has not to be pulled up by the police xxxxx

The first time I left the house Dressed was for a drive to locate the hospital where I had an appointment for the next day; I didn't leave the car.  The first time I actually went out was for my first makeover, and I was fully dressed, other than makeup.  I was a bit nervous, but the makeover went well, so I followed through with a quick mall trip, where I made a purchase at JC Penney.  That also went well, and I haven't worried about any subsequent outings.

The first time I went out fully dressed was in 1989 and not long after I graduated high school. My sister is two years older than me and had moved out of state to go to a university and my parents went out of state on vacation. In my sister’s room was her dresser full of clothes from her high school years. I found several school uniforms. Slacks and skirts, pink or white Oxford shirts and many sweater vests. Even a few bras and panties.
I had an appointment at the salon for a haircut and a perm. I wanted so badly to wear the red plaid skirt but I wasn’t sure if I had the courage. Remember this was 1989 and there were very few cds or transgender out in public.
The day of the perm finally came. I decided to smoke some refer to help with the anxiety. It did the trick and the next thing I realized I was walking in the door of the salon in my sisters school uniform. Complete with pink Oxford shirt. Red plaid skirt. Black sweater vest. White bra. White extremely comfortable panties. White tights and black Mary Janes. I could never forget
Only wearing light makeup and my hair shoulder length was not perfect but I felt so good for once in my life I didn’t care!

My appointment was fine. My stylist Dana I’m sure was shocked but totally didn’t act different. Thankfully she seemed understanding.
She cut my hair above my collar in back into a cute feminine bob. Very curly all over. For the first time in my life I felt like a lady. And looked like one!

I have ventured out a few times, but nothing extravagant.   Get dressed up, go for a drive.  Most visited public place for me would be the gas station.  Always make it a point to hit up a gas station when out or if I'm sitting at home dressed up, and know I will need gas shortly, I will go out just to get gas so I can be out and about in public.  Not much I know,  but still gives me a sense of adventure and gets me out in public with very little chance of being outed.

Chelly

The first time I went out fully transformed was a couple of years ago.  I went to Janet's Closet in Detroit Michigan for a make-over.  I went there in drab and changed prior to the make-over.  At JC, there are dressing rooms where you can change.  I was SSSOOOOO nervous.  I actually paid extra for an after hours make-over session so no one else would be in the store.  Well, there were a couple of employees, which made sense from a safety stand point but no other patrons.

I got the make-over, which the results were phenomenal.  I did not recognize myself and almost cried I was so shocked.  I fully expected to change back to my normal self and leave, but my make-up artist convinced me to leave fully dressed and based upon the job she did, she did not have to convince me too long.  I wore a black jumpsuit, a black and white stripped cardigan and tan heels.  Of course I had the wig and jewelry and of course the make-up.

I drove around a bit and stopped by a LGTB Friendly bar in Ann Arbor.  It took everything I had to get out of the car and walk around.  The windows to the bar revealed several people inside, but alas, it was obvious I would have been WAY overdressed, so I decided not to go in.  I walked around on the streets abit and just enjoyed being outside...as Jen.  I passed a couple of people and no on e really noticed, but one older gentleman did a double-take when he saw me.  I don't know WHY he did a double-take, but I think it was because I was so beautiful.  That's my story and I am sticking to it.  🙂

I then drove back to the hotel and went to my room.  Check in online and digital keys are WONDERFUL.

That was my first time outside...as Jen.

I just went out for the first time quite recently. I got dressed in a pretty conservative dress, with black tights and a cardigan. I also wore breast forms and a wig (which really needed to be better styled, my hair was a hot mess lol). I took a drive to a local grocery store and did a little light shopping for some mixers for my booze for the rest of the evening. It was a little scary, but completely exhilarating. Most people either took no notice or couldn't have cared less, though while I was pretty direct in my shopping, I didn't rush or act like I was nervous and rushed.

When I got home I can't even describe how excited and proud of myself I was to finally get a chance to be myself in a mundane public setting 🙂

I can't wait to go do it again

We all remember those first times. First time driving in a car or stepping out into public and feeling so nervous. I still remember my first time to a tclub here in LA. I was with two other cds and we were dressed to the nines. I was so exciting to be in a room with admirers and girls like us dancing and chatting up a storm. The ladies room was full of sisters all doing makeup and sharing items with complete strangers. I naturally blended in. It was there I first had a dance with a gentleman and guys were buying us drinks. It was a very fond memory and life changer for me

I totally remember my first time in public, and it was a scary experience.

I didn't have forms or hip pads, and at that time I had purged most of my womanly things.  So I raided my wife's wardrobe, panties, pants, sweater.  What I did have of my own was a cheap costume wig.

My wife would take evening courses at a University, so I had 3.5 hours to be Wendy.  Since these courses occurred in the fall semester, like late Oct/Nov, it was perfect as it would get dark much sooner.  One evening I decided to dress up, wearing wife's beige pants, lavender turtle neck sweater, one of her jackets, and my costume wig and started my walk in our area.  I felt great and all was fine until I was nearing home and I saw this 4 door white Buick drive past me, I didn't think much of it but I noticed the car turn into our alley.  So around 9 pm, my wife calls me to go pick her up.  I go to my garage, start up the vehicle, and exit the garage.  What do I see parked close to our fence ?   That white 4 door Buick.  God knows how long this creep was parked there, and doing god knows what.

I couldn't see into the car because our motion sensor night light was so bright it blinded me from seeing into the Buick.  Nonetheless, I parked close to it looking in, which probably freaked this person out, but he didn't know I was blinded by the night light.  As I drove off, I could see in my rear view mirror the person leaving as well.

I always look for a silver lining, and I must've been passable enough for this person to think I was a girl.  On the other hand, it was totally creepy thinking what this person was doing parked behind our house for an unknown amount of time.

My first time out was an evening walk round the local area,  I felt a sense of release and freedom. I wasn't nervous, I enjoyed seeing my shadow in the street lights - a female shape.

My first couple of times out in the day time were different.  I was nervous and anxious on going out, but once away from my house I relaxed and enjoyed my time out;  I felt a bit anxious on getting back near my house. The anxiety and nervousness were due to worrying about the nearby neighbours seeing me.

I've been out many times since then - its just feels normal now - I enjoy my trips out, mostly walks in parks and by the sea plus the occasional shopping trips. I find that I experience things more intensely when I'm out dressed and can remember my outings quite clearly.

Nervous, scared, shaking, WTF am I doing?, mistake, everyone is staring at me, they know, OMG this was a stupid idea, I'm going to get arrested, is there a flashing neon light on my head?, I am going back and will purge everything, hope I don't get beat up, better not break a driving law and get pulled over, was that a red light camera and did I see a flash?, don't get in a wreck, suppose I end up in the hospital?....

I think there are more feelings but that's all I remember right now

Sandy

OK, yes some of those are how I really felt and with a bit of exaggeration for fun but I think any of us going out that first time have some of those and there own.

It gets much easier the more you go out

Find a friend to go with if possible

Go to an appropriate place

Baby steps are good

I hope you get to a place where like me you don't hesitate to go out and being nervous is no concern.

For there to be rewards you must take chances but be careful and smart,

Sandy

Kelly; Well I was equal parts terrified and excited. The first I met some other CD's for a dinner in a private room in a public pub. So it was kind of private, but not totally. It was so wonderful to be out dressed for the first time! So I just had to go out again, and again! Gradually I got more confidence, and comfortable. Another CD said to me, just hold your head high, smile and just walk like in!

Now I'm quite comfortable going to many places en femme.

I take the usual precautions, meaning I dress to fit in, and I seem to end up being slightly better dressed than average for the place. Like blue nice jeans and a snug sweater at the grocery store, but never a mini skirt or short dress there, but on the other side, no baggy sweat pants or shapeless jeans either!

Baby steps, as others mentioned are the way to do it. It gives you confidence, and you are able to improve your presentation so that you don't stand out as much. Depends on your locale, some regions are very accepting, some aren't so much.

Amy

Does wearing Gloria Vanderbilt skinny jeans count?

Wore then out to breakfast. I was nervous, but surprisingly only a little. Nobody paid any attention to me.

Amanda