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So, last week my wife and I went to a local wig shop so that I could purchase a new, high-quality wig. I told the owner of the shop that I am a cross dresser, and she didn't bat an eye. It's a lighter brunette than my other wig and comes down to a little past my shoulders. It's silky smooth and beautiful. Yesterday, I dressed up and took it out for a spin!
I wore and extremely pale pink bra and my C cup forms under and ivory-white long sleeve blouse. I really love that blouse. I tucked and wore a tight pair of panties, black pantyhose, butt and hip forms, and a black knee length skirt with black Tea shoes with a four-inch (10 centimeters for my sisters abroad) heels. And I carried my purse which is also black. I hope I looked as cute and well put together as I feel I did. I hadn't dressed in a month, so this felt really wonderful, especially after the stressful week I had at work.
I decided to go back to the store and have the owner, Carol, make sure I had put it on correctly. She made a minor adjustment and gave me a few pointers to style it more naturally. Then I tried on another wig for a future purchase. Afterwards I headed home to meet my wife.
She was coming home early from work to pick me up so we could go to court for one of her sons who had made a dumb mistake. Now comes the interesting part of the story. I only had 15 minutes to change from fab to drab, and I knew I couldn't do it that fast, with makeup and nail polish to remove and undressing and redressing. Now lately I've been feeling more and more fed up with hiding my femininity and dressing. It's not that I want to be seen as much as I don't want to hide anymore. So, I went to court as Jill!
My stepson knew I cross dress, but he hadn't yet seen me dressed, so this was the first time. There were four other people with him, none of whom knew anything about me as Jill. Well, they do now! We sat on benches outside the courtrooms discussing his case, and for the most part, I sat there quietly as the elephant in the room that no one wanted to address. And to be fair, the day wasn't about me. So, I didn't mind. But my stepson did say he liked how I looked. That was very nice of him.
Finally, we were called into court. I sat next to my wife and one of my son's friends who showed up for support. Less than 10 minutes later we all walked out as the charges were dropped. He was VERY lucky. His friend and I chatted for about 15 minutes, and I never tried to soften my voice. I was just me. Jill with a deep, baritone voice. It was really very pleasant.
Then we all went our separate ways. My wife and I went for lunch at a local spot. The server addresses us as "ladies" when he brought our food out. Another new experience for me. Being referred to as a lady was a sweet compliment. Then it was time to come home.
But in all my travels yesterday, with all the people I saw, four who knew me, not one of them had anything nasty to say. No threats. No intimidating looks. Nothing bad happened except that the sandwich I ordered was way too spicy for me. That's it! I hope this experience may give some of you a little more courage to venture out your front door and see the world en femme. I love all of my amazing sisters and I thank you all from the bottom of a heart full of gratitude and love.
Hugs, Jill
Excellent story, I presume your step-son has learned his lesson.
Aside from the court issues,which turned out well, what a pleasent day. Thanks for sharing. It was just another example of how life goes on when the world sees us dressed.
Nice story Jill!
Going out is just that easy. It will get easier every time you try it.
Jill -
Thank you for sharing your story, it sounds like a wonderful day out.
I haven't tried venturing out yet, however, I am starting to open up a bit about my dressing. I told a lifelong friend recently and didn't get a reaction one way or the other which was nice. I'm feeling more comfortable about myself and opening up to select people is on my plans. Maybe at some point going out will happen. If I've learned one thing on this journey - never say never.
XOXO
Suzanne
That is quite a story Jill. Thanks for sharing with us. I don’t know if I could be that bold but I have been out a few times as Kerri. It is an exhilarating experience.
Wow, what a great story! I've been lots of places en femme, but never the courthouse! I hope to keep it that way, too but it was sure fun to read about your experience. I also feel strongly about not hiding so that really struck a chord, too.
Thank you for sharing a wonderful and very interesting day out. So many who have gone out in public have said how easy it has been but when it comes to family, light the touch paper and run! At least you have a supportive wife which is a great comfort. as you say one day....
Hi Jill,
What a wonderful personal story...there is much discovery ahead. One being able to take items off the clothing racks and boldly try on clothing, accessories, make-up and shoes in stores that fit your taste or looks that will compliment your (new) oufits and the ones at home and without feeling being a stranger in the woman's aisle when shopping.
Happy journeys!!!
Summer