(Disclaimer: I took the selfie accompanying this story with the Snapchat My Twin filter. It makes me look younger and more feminine than I actually am.)
My wife—we’ll call her Rachel—blows hot and cold on my dressing. She does not like to see me as Moira but makes sure to give me time and space to make the transformation. She complains I have more girl shoes than she does (fact check: true) but gets me another charm for my bracelet every Christmas. We have spent time working out my limits. Mostly they come from her concern for my physical safety and for harmony in our extended families. But she truly does support me more than I dreamed possible while I still hid Moira from her.
I admit Rachel surprised me this Valentine’s Day. She proposed that we both get girled up, drive to the nearest big city and go shopping. When I opened her card with this offer I burst into tears. It was the most loving, considerate gift ever. It certainly made my gift to her of a birthstone necklace pale in comparison.
On the appointed Saturday we took extra time to get ready. Since I wanted to blend in as much as possible, I put together an outfit a woman of my age and place in life would wear to the stores. I chose my short, salt and pepper wig, a long sleeve floral print top over a pink camisole, leggings and flats. I layered on the stubble-covering foundation and contoured my cheeks and jaw, but used understated eye makeup and lip gloss. Rachel, having consulted with me, presented a similar look.
We took a picture together in the full-length mirror down the hall and climbed in the car. We chatted the whole way about what we hoped to find. A springy skirt and a wide belt for me, some low heels for her. As it happened, neither of us bought any of the things we thought we wanted.
Now I have gone out in public as Moira many times. But I have come into close contact with other people only by accident. Getting out of the car in the parking garage did not frighten me. Walking into the first shop scared the heck out of me. But as we moved around the racks, talking and holding things up against each other, nobody paid us the least attention. I relaxed and began to enjoy the experience.
When we took our things to the register the cashier clocked me immediately. I am tall even for a male and my face without Snapchat filters fools nobody. But she just smiled and said, “Cute top!” Rachel beamed at her and said thanks at the exact moment I did. We spent the next couple of hours in three more shops. With one exception every interaction I had with other human beings was totally cool. (The exception came from a bored husband sitting on the Man Bench at Macy’s. When Rachel and I walked past him he snorted and said something mean and profane.) But I was having such a free, fun day it did not matter.
We went to a local coffee shop and talked. Rachel said she’d gotten more used to Moira as the hours passed and we might do it again some time. Of course I agreed. She quickly added that she was uncomfortable with doing it anywhere close to home. We discussed other ground rules and finally it came time to drive back. I waited until after I had cleaned my face and changed back into my male persona to give her a big kiss. She drew back in my arms and said, “I love you.” I burst into tears again.
Thank you girls for taking the time to read my most wonderful story about the girl’s day out with my wife. Please take the time to respond to my story or to answer one or more of the questions I posed to you below!
Sincerely, Moira
- When did your wife give you a big surprise letting you know she was all in with your thrill of cross dressing? Did she give you something special to let you know your thrill of cross dressing was finally acceptable with few limits?
- Currently, if your wife is accepting of your thrill of cross dressing with limits, what are the limits she’s established on your cross dressing?
- Is there a current limitation placed on your cross dressing by your wife you would like to see eliminated from her list of limitations? If so, which is the limitation you would like to see go away?
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my very feminine and welldressed SO are fully accepting my crossdressing. She does not like when I wear makeup and wig she says that she think I change to much when fully dressed and made up, she just don’t fancy the full monty but really like me in just female clothing and when we shop girl clothes with me in male mode. Sometimes she buys me girl stuff as a gift or suggest I buy a certain blouse or some nice tights or a cute skirt
That’s a lovely story, Moira, and you are indeed very lucky to have a wife willing to go the extra mile with you to support your inner self. It saddens me to read so many of the comments showing that for the majority of us, even if out to our SO, have our dressing and feminine expression still largely under cover, reinforcing the guilt, shame and feelings of unacceptance that have plagued us for a long time (decades in my case). My wife has been very good to me since I came out to her only 2 years ago and… Read more »
Hi Moira. Very cute picture! Sounds like an amazing step in your journey as a couple. My wife and I are moving in the right direction, but we’re taking baby steps. She has made an offer or two about the future, but they were vague and unfulfilled as of yet. Good luck!
Melinda
Hello Moira!
I really enjoyed reading your experience, good for you. Sounds like you were totally emersed in the moment. My wife is accepting as well. I came out to her 3 months after we were first dating. It is an amazing feeling to have support to be who you feel inside.
Hugs,
Vanessa