Back then, going out en femme meant attending support group meetings. However, there were no meetings during the summer because the meeting hall was not air-conditioned and the fear was that the average femulator in wig, makeup, and foundation garments, would melt away without air-conditioning.
I bought into the summer meltdown theory and did not dress en femme during the summer. As a result, I could not wait for summer to end so that I could start dressing again in the fall and I began to hate summers.
In the ensuing years, I had a few occasions to go out en femme on hot summer-like days in the spring and fall and lo and behold, I discovered that I did not melt away like the Wicked Witch of the West. I did glisten, but the heat was never a deal-breaker. So my attitude gradually changed and now I no longer shun summer forays en femme.
More significantly, I realized that genetic women can not pick and choose which days to be women; they are women in all kinds of weather. So, if I am truly the woman that I feel that I am, I must be that woman in rain, snow, sleet, hail, and heat, as well as on nice mild sunny days.
Plus, summertime fashions can be SO CUTE! :-)
ReplyDeleteI only casually crossdress, and typically that does not include the summertime. Heat + makeup and long hair is not fun
ReplyDeleteI also find hot-weather dressing difficult...unlike real girls I can't do the sleeveless look or go bra-less.
ReplyDeleteGoing bra-less in the summer is no fun. Your boobs stick to your chest and you can develop a heat rash.
ReplyDeleteI never really gave it any thought until I read this post.
ReplyDeleteGuess I am a true woman at heart or at least my brain is wired as a woman.