To keep the ball rolling, I will share a couple of my favorite best moments out as a woman.
One of my best moments occurred over dinner when I attended Fantasia Fair in 2010. I was chatting with two new friends, Cosette and Dianne, and we were discussing passing.
During our discussion, I mentioned how I always thought my voice was my weakness. They replied by saying my voice was perfect. And then they added that at the orientation brunch where they saw me for the first time, they thought I was the spouse of another attendee, that is, a cisgender female!
Convincing another transwoman that you are cisgender female is a great achievement, but convincing two transwomen simultaneously is even better! And convincing a cisgender female is affirming, too.
Out shopping one day four years ago, I was wearing white shorts, a multi-colored top, pink scarf, black bag and white wedges (see photo). As I was looking through the racks at JCPenney, a middle-aged African-American woman (probably younger than me) approached me and asked, "Can I ask you a question?"
I had no idea what she was going to ask ("What time is it?" "Where did you buy your shoes?" "Are you a tranny?"). I girded my loins, smiled and agreed to answer her question.
"You're dressed fashionably, so I'd like your opinion about a pair of slacks I was thinking about buying."
Wow! I certainly did not see that coming!
We discussed the merits of the slacks. I did not like what she had picked out and suggested something with a bolder pattern. She admitted that she really did not like what she had picked out and liked my suggestion better.
I pointed out a skirt with a pattern similar to what I had in mind and her eyes lit up as she said, "I saw slacks with that pattern. Now I just have to find them again! Thank-you for your help."
"Good luck," I said.
Then I took a deep breath.
“Oh, my God!” I screamed to myself.
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Please share your favorite best moments. Inqueering minds want to know!
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While I am not able to go out dressed very often, the last time I did, I had a manicure. Even though I had given my male name when making the appointment, I was treated as a woman by the nail tech. But then the salon owner stopped by to let the tech know about her next appointment, saying "you will take her after this lady" and again referring to me as "she". The tech didn't comment or correct her, and I felt so wonderful for the rest of the day. I will remember this and be confident in every future outing!
ReplyDeleteTwo memorable occasions spring to mind. After visiting a ladies clothes shop on several occasions, the owner and I became friends. Once I saw a lovely pleated skirt there and tried it on but stupidly didn't buy it. Once home, I thought I'd give the shop a ring and ask the lady to put the skirt aside for me and I'd pick it up when I was free to do so.
ReplyDeleteThe next time I visited the shop, she brought out the skirt and she showed me the label she'd put on it - it said, "For Mrs G". That made me feel so good..
The other occasion was when visiting another clothes shop where the lady would open up especially for me on her day off. I'd tried on a few things and was at the counter afterwards to pay for them. The lady's mother was also there and we just chatted together like three women. I said that I'd been looking for a firm control pantie girdle and the mother told me that she could recommend a certain brand as it was what she always wore. The shop owner fetched one out and we looked at it together and yes, I bought it. At that moment, it felt wonderful to be treated as one of the girls and to be able to talk openly without fear.
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