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Went to a local park Saturday night about 9:30pm. I was dressed nice, short black skirt, low cut black/white polka dot blouse and my new open toed 3' heels. Down the asphalt trail came a GG and two guys probably in their mid-twenties. She said rather loudly, " that's a guy!" one of the guys said, "no way" As we passed, I looked them straight in the eyes and smiled. As they went on down the path, I heard on of the guys say something like, "if that's a guy, I'd do HER!" Now was that a compliment?
Remember what your mother told you?? "if you can't say something nice don't say anything! Did I pass? What initially made the GG say, "that's a guy" and why did I evidently "pass" to the two guys and maybe the GG changed her mind as she did not say anything, at least while I was in ear shot. My competitive nature comes out after something like that and I replay the episode over and over so I don't make the same mistake again. All I can come up with was my broad shoulders, I had the walk down and in the street lights, I know I looked good!! Anyway, I bet they are still arguing about it! and Deborah is home safe and sound and laughing all the way to her closet for the next venture!
Love,
Deborah

That's so awesome!!!

Just goes to show that being well dressed beats "passing" any old day...

Way to go Sis. Thanks for sharing that with us. I'm sure it felt nice to feel that good about yourself.

Deb,

As I'm coming to know you it doesn't surprise me at all. You could probably pass with boxers and a T as long as you kept that "confidence".

I'm learnin'!

Love,
Julie

I went out dressed for New Year's Eve, 1993. I was out with my then girlfriend (later wife) and two gay friends. We went to a club, drank a little, danced, watched the show, then retired to the Denny's around the corner to wind down.

This was New Year's Eve, and all the area bars were letting out, so Denny's was crowded. We were there about an hour, from getting in to checking out, and no one said anything negative to me, even when I got up to use the ladies'. Then we went to check out.

As we were leaving, a guy stood up from a booth across the dining room and shouted, "Hey! That's a man!".

I was a little embarrassed, but I was more angry at being "outed" than anything else. I looked at my companions a moment, then stalked across the floor to that booth. I remember that everyone got out of my way, clearing a neat little path through the crowded restaurant.

The man was sitting there with his girlfriend and another couple. One of them said, "Uh oh," as I walked up. I leaned over to the guy and said, in a LOUD voice, "Honey, I'm as much of a woman as you'll ever get, and more of a MAN than you'll ever be!" Everybody in the restaurant cheered, and I even got a little applause.

I'm not normally so confrontational, but that guy got my goat, so to speak, and I refused to let him have the last word.

Hi Jaye,

It is good to read stuff like that, The loud mouths are usually not all that brave as you proved in this instance.

Hi Deborah,

That was awesome!!! I think you did convince them that you were a GG. That was an outstanding compliment that you got too!!

All of these going out stories totally make me want to go out, but still I am afraid.

Jaye,

Good for you and good for those very supportive people in the restaurant!!

Thanks for telling us that story.

My only story was one halloween I went over to a friends and he had to tell his GF it was me (his roomie). We went inside her mom's house and she had to tell her mom I was a male and she literally ran next door to get her neighbor who was asked to tell everyone if she saw anything odd about any of us (her daughter's friends, including moi) the neighbor didn't know what she was talking about. Then she told her that I was a male.

It was a fun night. Guys were gawking at me when I was @ dinner. I was pretty disgusted because of how rude they are when they stare and give you eyes like, "I want you" One guy would do it when their wives/GF's weren't looking. Regardless I had a fun night.

Beauty

Jaye, Way to go, Girl!!! I would venture to say that you probably still left a lot of them wondering: Gee? was that a man or a woman?" So as the theme says, "Let's Give 'em somethin to talk about." Awesome!
Love,
Deborah

Jaye wrote: I leaned over to the guy and said, in a LOUD voice, "Honey, I'm as much of a woman as you'll ever get, and more of a MAN than you'll ever be!" Everybody in the restaurant cheered, and I even got a little applause.

That's so AWESOME, hon!

That's EXACTLY what I would have said! Bravo!!!

Way to go Deborah, that is so awesome!! And all of you had great stories/comments as well. I"ve been home for a bit while out of work so I've been dressing as much as possible (I start a new job on June 1..good/bad news I guess...still have to eat though!). But I have a funny story from a few weeks ago when I WASN'T dressed. I usually buy my shoes from a local Payless Shoe Store as they have a pretty decent selection in my size and the prices are great. I had picked up a pair of pretty black suede 2 1/1 inch pumps and went to the register up front to pay for them. One never knows the "reaction" of the cashier to seeing a guy buy women's pumps, but that day there was a young woman, most likely in her early twenties at the register. I've long passed the point where I care what the reaction will be, but this nice young lady looked at the shoes, rang them up, looked at me, smiled and said very sincerely, "What will you wear with them?" I said a short black skirt, but wasn't sure of the top. She said she thought they would look great and hoped I found a nice matching top to complete the outfit! She smiled and wished me a great day. Wow, it was as though I was just another lady buying shoes!

Hi Lizzy,

Smart clerk in that store. I'll bet you will go back there whenever you see her working. More vendors shoul dlearn from her.

As for the others of you, I really admire your nerve and am jealous that you pass well enough to go out. My "outs" have been to parties where I felt I could get away with it. I did go to a Halloween part where everyone attending knew me in my male persona. Other than my daughter who knew I was coming enfemme, no one recognized me until I told them. It sure made me feel good but didn't spark me into going out more. I still cluck when I walk, particularly in heels!

Hi Josey...it's funny though, because I've bought shoes at that store on several occasions (one of my weaknesses!) both en femme and not, and I can't recall ever having the same sales clerk more than once! I don't think it's a job given to longevity. But I am tempted to go back in there when fully dressed and as passable as possible to show that salesgirl how the outfit turned out...provided she still works there! Hugs...Lizzy

Lizzy,

Go for it, Girl.

Hey ladies...well I called that Payless a couple of days ago and asked if there was a young woman (early 20s or so) still working there and after a couple of questions, it turned out to be the one who sold me those black pumps a few weeks ago! I asked if she remembered selling a pair of women's black pumps to a man and she said she did, was it me? I said yes and I wanted to come down to show her how they looked with the outfit! She said sure, she'd be getting off work at 7 pm yesterday. I've been exclusively en femme the past week or so, but I really wanted to look good for her so I did a very good/careful makeup applic., styled my longish hair a bit more feminine, and wore the black mini, etc. (of course with the shoes!). I must say she was "stunned" by my appearance and couldn't believe it. We actually went for a drink and had a great talk...she said that I wasn't the only guy to buy women's shoes and it occurs more than she could have ever imagined!! I was a bit surprised by that, but maybe nothing should surprise me anymore. We exchange phone numbers and realized we're just three years apart! You never know what will happen.

Lizzy,

That is awesome! It just goes to show you how we all need to just get out and be ourselves more often. Self acceptance makes others accept us so much easier.

Thank you for the story. It's inspirational!

Love,
Julie