My name is Geraldine, and after many years of secretly collecting female clothes (over two marriages and with many purges) I only started to actually dress up and transform myself in 2020, in my mid-fifties, and I almost immediately ventured “out and about” En femme.
I met up with a couple of individual crossdressers En femme for a drink in the last two years. Then at TransActShon in 2022 at Katoomba, NSW (14-16 October 2022) for my first CD group event. They held it at The Carrington, an iconic Blue Mountains hotel that opened in 1883, and which still retains its vintage charm. My room was lovely, and the staff were friendly and helpful.
There were girls from as far away as Western Australia to Far North Queensland to Tasmania. While I think most people would describe themselves as part-time male-to-female heterosexual crossdressers, there were also girls who had transitioned, and without a doubt, many with diverse sexual orientations. It was great to talk to people about their journeys and experiences, and it made me realise even more that I am a proud member of a normal subsection of society. I met somebody who told me about a CD social group in my home city. While my wife (who declined to attend with me) was afraid that this event might turn into a sex fest, I was only propositioned once, to which I gracefully declined.
Friday afternoon, I met up for drinks with a town of Katoomba En femme and had coffee with new friends, AND grabbed a few cans of beer from a regional craft brewery to take home. with a contact from CDH’s “Cross Dressers of Australia” Group before changing clothes for the official evening welcome session. They held it in one of the function rooms where we meet more people, saw a Burlesque show, and had a quiz game (with lots of questions that seemed to relate to the male appendage!)
On Saturday morning and afternoon, we explored the town of Katoomba En femme and had coffee with new friends, grabbed a few cans of beer from a regional craft brewery to take home.
The main event was the Saturday evening dinner and dance, where everybody wore their most glamorous dress. After dinner, I joined some people in the hotel foyer, where it was easier to chat. Hotel guests who were not there for TransActShon seemed to look on with bemused smiles, enjoying the unexpected spectacle. I believe we all had a great time. My only drama was that as I came down the carpeted stairs, both of my heeled court shoes went flying off and I landed on my bum! I quickly regained my balance and dignity, put my shoes back on, and reassured concerned onlookers I was OK.
I was thrilled with the three dresses that I wore over the weekend (see my public photos). I wasn’t going to wear them at the mall! While I’m still not entirely happy with my makeup skills, I believe I’m getting better. I painted my own nails, rather than using my pink press-ons. They looked OK after a bit of cleanup. On Saturday, I covered up an upper arm tattoo with makeup because I was wearing a strappy dress. However, while I achieved good total coverage, I couldn’t really get the makeup to blend in perfectly with my skin tone, and so I ended up covering the area with a bolero top.
By Sunday morning I felt socially exhausted, and instead of getting dressed up for breakfast and more mingling, I just drove home early in drab and had an early night.
I wasn’t sure if this was the kind of event I would enjoy because I’m always happy to go out solo. In the past, I’ve thought that going out with other crossdressers just draws unwanted attention, and that being with girls who are too “girly” might make me uncomfortable. But this was a great event, and I enjoyed it, and I feel sure that I’ll do it again. It makes all the difference when you’re among friends and in a safe space. Hopefully, I’ll also attend some smaller local social gatherings.
Thanks so much to the TransActShon organisers and supporting commercial partners. As somebody who has organised many professional events, including a national conference, I know how much work is involved.