Day 3, morning highlights:
It’s the most gorgeous summer day, hot, but not excessively so, with a refreshing sea breeze.
I had half my lunch stolen by an opportunistic seagull, but am on cloud 9, so don’t care. It gave entertainment to those around me, and gave rise to cheerful conversation.
I have spoken to so many different people, most of whom are intrigued by the cross dressing thing and have a lot of questions. It’s nice to feel like an ambassador for the craft, out in the field, destroying assumptions and cultivating the love.
The look on people’s faces when they find out I’m strongly hetero, married with 3 is priceless, and it always moves from there to “I love what you’re doing” or something similar.
One lady asked me where I’d got my wig, after seeming surprised that it’s not my real hair (yeah, right) – she was wearing a wig, because her hair was falling out due to stress.
She was genuinely shocked by how little it cost, hehe!
I have taken a bazillion selfies, and will upload a couple more.
It’s the last day, and I am really noticing how self conscious I still am, so I’m taking the opportunities presented by talking to people to engage outside of my own head. You never know, with the information, I might be able to do something constructive rather than simply swanning around looking pretty.
I have to say if the opportunity arose, I really could happily live dressed this way, dressing occasionally in male clothes for occasion, rather than the other way around – hence there needs to be more to it.
Does anyone else feel this need? I mean, the need to make a kind of life out of the cross dressing thing, so it’s no longer the end game, but a step forward to a better life?
I promise I haven’t been drinking today!