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Wearing Nine West |
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John Inman femulating in an episode of British television's Are You Being Served? |
Middle-aged, Mom’s wardrobe was matronly, so I only borrowed from her collection of foundation garments, hosiery and high heels. On the other hand, my sister was just two years younger than me, so I used her wardrobe for her skirts, tops, dresses, etc., which were stylish for a girl my age.
Like me, Mom was very neat and organized, so when I borrowed something from her, I made a mental note of how it was folded and where it was stored so that when I returned it, she would not notice that it had been borrowed.
My sister was not so neat and organized and when I borrowed something from Sis, I was not too concerned where I placed it on its return… as long as it was in the ballpark. And I believe that strategy worked and she never noticed because when I came out to her years later, she had no clue that I had borrowed her stuff.
Mom was a different story. Even though I was very careful, I guess left enough clues that she figured me out. Not sure where I fouled up. Perhaps I did not return a bra to its exact location. I dunno, but years later after I had moved out, I mentioned I was going to a Halloween party crossdressed and she asked me if I had taken my box of girly stuff that I had hidden (unsuccessfully) in my bedroom!
You can't fool mothers.
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Wearing Ann Taylor |
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John D. Collins and Nicholas Frankau femulating in an episode of British television's 'Allo 'Allo! |
My sister celebrated her birthday recently and I should have sent her the following birthday card, but she is not too thrilled about my crossdressing, so I did not.
In retrospect, I believe that going to work en femme is the gutsiest thing girls like us can do. Halloween is one thing; you can get away with it the first time as long as your “costume” is not too authentic, but going to an office Christmas party is different… very different. There is no costume safety-net. Rather you are out there showing the world your true self. Michelle (also known as Ian) did just that a few days ago and here is her story.
Well, the invitation said very clearly, “ladies, dress to impress,” but didn’t really mention gents.Michelle
The other girls at the office were discussing what to wear and I was just listening in when one of my colleagues asked, “What are you going to wear, Ian?”
I just laughed a little and said, “Well, maybe I should just dress to impress, too” and everyone laughed, but added, “go on, you should” and “that would be amazing,” etc.
I did think long and hard about it and asked my wife what she thought of me going as Michelle (no one at work has any clue that Michelle exists). My wife just said, “It’s up to you. What have you got to lose?”
Needless to say, I spent ages getting ready, making sure that if I was going to do it, I wasn’t going half-hearted. Finally got in the car and drove to the venue (which was a public bar/restaurant where we had a big table booked). I have to say that I did sit in the car park for a good while, wondering if I had lost my mind. But I started to get some SMS messages asking where I was, so I took a deep breath and through the door I went.
It did take them all a few moments to guess who the additional woman was that was being shown to the table, but once they had taken it in, there were so many compliments and lovely comments. No one, not even my male colleagues, said or did anything that was anything other than amazing. We finished dinner and we all even had a dance to various Christmas tracks on the small dance floor.
The evening finally ended and I drove home completely on a high and so glad that through you and your blog, I had finally found the courage to do it.
I received a few SMS messages the following day complimenting me on my presentation and asking if I would do it again in the future for various functions.
I think I will; this lady is never going to hide away indoors again
Thanks Stana!
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Wearing Shein |
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Paul Lambert femulating in an episode of British television’s Emmerdale. |