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While my start in the world of crossdressing started when i was very young; i was underdressing before i knew that there was a name for it.
My first trips out en femme occurred when i was in my college years...and those trips out were mostly to community events or venues.
Then I purged...and years went by, but Katie was screaming to get out.
So I am now at the stage where I am en femme more than not and questioning whether im ready to transition.
I tell you the above to set the scene...
I went to the city not so long ago, I went shopping, prayed at the alter of M.A.C. So low and behold I stumble upon one of my favorite restaurants/bars and decide its time for dinner. so This girl walks into the bar, sits down and orders food and a martini...and the waitress asks me for my ID!!!! Yikes, I have it, but the person in the picture is not me. Im pretty sure the color drained out of me...and i could have used a clean pair of panties at that moment...but I handed it over smiling and said, "do you like my hair color better like this?" The waitress handed back my ID and said something about looking young before walking away.
Best martini of my life!!!!
Katie,
Succes!!!
Congratulations on your wonderful experience!!
Always find it exciting when I see another lass out in public....
Cookie 🙂
from one lass to another - thank you for your support 🙂
2016_personal stories: Katie Jean (wicked boston girl) original post:
While my start in the world of crossdressing started when i was very young; i was underdressing before i knew that there was a name for it.
My first trips out en femme occurred when i was in my college years…and those trips out were mostly to community events or venues.
Then I purged…and years went by, but Katie was screaming to get out.
So I am now at the stage where I am en femme more than not and questioning whether im ready to transition.
I tell you the above to set the scene…
I went to the city not so long ago, I went shopping, prayed at the alter of M.A.C. So low and behold I stumble upon one of my favorite restaurants/bars and decide its time for dinner. so This girl walks into the bar, sits down and orders food and a martini…and the waitress asks me for my ID!!!! Yikes, I have it, but the person in the picture is not me. Im pretty sure the color drained out of me…and i could have used a clean pair of panties at that moment…but I handed it over smiling and said, “do you like my hair color better like this?” The waitress handed back my ID and said something about looking young before walking away.
Best martini of my life!!!!
