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I'm opening this in a new thread, because I didn't want to hijack Merinda's.

It was a beautiful day today. The sun was out and people were out and about, anticipating the arrival of spring. It was a hard winter in New England, and as much as I enjoy winter and winter sports, enough is enough. I'm ready to throw back the curtains and let in the light.

But letting in the light also means more exposure to the neighbors. Every year around this time I experience this same feeling; a vague anxiety when I dress, a feeling of exposure. I always get over it as the spring turns into summer, but I'm feeling it now, and the coincidence of that with Merinda's post about moving to a new neighborhood with no privacy makes me curious. How do you Gals get on with your neighbors? Are you friendly? close? distant? Do you only dress with the curtains drawn, or do you pop over in a fetching sundress for cocktails on their patio?

Either way, Dish! I bet I'm not the only one who really wants to know!.

We get along great with the neighbors. But they do not know of Kim that we know of. I do not CD in town except in the house under cover. Of course my cover is a bit less since we remodeled last year and there were no drapes or curtains on the windows and still working on getting some of them up.

kim
joe in a skirt

I live in an older apartment building and dont meet the nieghbors much.Up here in the Adirondacks most of the old buildings have enclosed porches,cure cottages for T.B back in the day.I spend a lot of my femme time on the porch reading.It is on the second floor,but it is mostly glass.People can see me but it doesnt bother me at all and no one seems to notice me.At least I can see life go by until the confidence to go out again returns.

We get along great with our beighbors as well, but they do not know that any details about missy. Most have never met her or seen her. The one or two that have seen her coming and going, if they asked, our story ia that she is a cousin that stays with us from time to time.

So, I am careful, especially when I come and go.

Hi all,

Interesting subject, this.

All my adult life, I've preferred living in the more quaint neighbourhoods of the city, where each house has its own entrance (even if my apartment was located on the second floor of any given house). This, of course, for reasons of privacy whenever I went out as Christina.

But there's a tradeoff. I find that, the further I got away from the downtown core (where dwellings usually consist of apartment buildings rather than houses), the less people were familiar with crossdressers and transsexuals. In other words, reactions to my femme self (if and when I got "read") were more likely to be unpredictable in the smaller neighbourhoods than in the center of town, where most folks really don't care if you wear women's clothing (as long as that clothing is stylish, of course!).

The kind of privacy spoken of here, in this thread, has never been all that much of an issue for me because I don't really care what people think of me. Strangers don't know me so it's no skin off my back and those folks that did get to know me (yes, even en femme) actually do like me, even though it may have taken a little while for them to warm up to me. I mean, I'm sure it's not every day they'd meet a CD in a local café or a restaurant and (gradually) got the nerve to chat "her" up.

I say it's never been an issue. Up until recently, that is. We moved in here almost a year ago now. We're living smack dab in the middle of downtown, in what are considered luxury apartment buildings (1,350 apartments in three towers), on the fifth floor of the southwest tower, far away from the elevators. We don't get to know the neighbours much because because our buildings are also classed as tourist accommodations, i.e., weekly and monthly leases are available as well as the more traditional yearly variety. So faces come and go. But that's not the issue. The problem is that my SO's job is of a somewhat public nature and, for the first time in my life, discretion is a must where my crossdressing activities are concerned. But even that wouldn't be too much of an issue for me... were it not for the fact that her immediate supervisor at work lives in the same building we do, three floors down. We've already come face to face with the man several times since we moved in. Oy! I'm trying to picture his reaction if he ever came across "Christina" while riding the elevator up from the underground parking levels! I'm sure there'd be hell to pay at home.

So, now, no dressing out of doors. No walking about in public en femme. I'm finding it tough. Yes, I am. But I keep telling myself that this isn't for the rest of my life. It's a temporary hiatus. Hopefully. And, just as hopefully, I won't be old and gray by the time I can hear the sound of my own high heels clicking on the downtown sidewalks once more.

Love,
CJ

My neighbors??? lol

Across the street and up the street a bit is a junk yard, down the block the other way is a small chemical building and the rest of my neighbors are drug dealers and other assorted low life. So I fit in quite nicely to my surroundings. Also, my boyfriend is one of these low life's so this keeps some away from messing with me, it's a mutual low life thing, don't bother me and I won't bother you. maybe one day I'll move to a place that's a bit better, but it costs soooo much. Oh yea,,I also live between two railroad tracks,, it's quite noisy here but also very lonely, especially at night, no one walks around much, maybe that's a good thing. Living among the dregs of society has always been my way, whether here n Baltimore or in parts of NYC, I never lived in a decent hood, but it's OK, I'm used to it, I kinda like it.

To CJ

(as long as that clothing is stylish, of course!).

You French are such fanatics for fashion. lol Even cds have to be stylish.

Quick story, seems Virginia wanted to go to an afternoon matinee, got dressed, went down strairs, got in the truck, backed out of the garage, up the driveway, turned into the street just as my next door neighbor stepped into the street in front of me to turn his lawn mower around at the curb. I, of course stopped, smiled and politely waved and drove off. Next day, I (en drab) was in the yard when he walks over, "Hey, who was that (and I quote) good looking blond driving your truck yesterday?"
my response, "Oh, that must have been Virginia,---- pretty girl isn't she?"
His reply, "Oh! yeah!!!!!"
Neighbors? ya gotta love 'em.

We, SL and I live in an apartment complex now, know none of the neighbors (and could care less - reallly). We dress and go out anytime we want and have passed several going to and from our vehicles with not even a second look.

My one comment would be, look at the signature on the bottom of your paycheck. If it is one of your neighbors, yeah you might have cause for concern, if it isn't?! S@%$# 'em. Just a thought!

Love,

Virginia

For some unknown reason, both houses on each side of us are unoccupied. Not vacate, just no one lives in them. Both are fully funished but the owners live elsewhere. We have lived here for over 3 years now. So we don't really know any of our neigbors.
Wife and I go out a lot with me fully dressed. Many times I go out by myself too. I guess it helps also that the garage is in the back and both cars have tinted windows. At the same time I am not shy about how I dress and have walked out the front door fully dressed.
The only thing that might be ackward, is my car has my Amateur Radio Call sign on it as license plates. So another Ham might see a woman driving the car instead of me. Guess if that happens, I will just deal with it at that time. LOL

I for one am fortunate to live in an area not very populated. Of course having 40 acres does help. The closest neighbors would need binoculars to spy on us. I'm able to dress and walk outside to the RV barn and just be Diana. We also have those tell tale buzzers that let us know when some one is coming down the drive ( about a 1/2 mile long ) and have electric opening gates. The barn and surrounding area around the barn is such that I have a lot of cover to get to the house without being seen before any surprise company arrives. It's comforting to know that I can dress enfemme, be it in a dress and apron around the house or in femme jeans and a short sleeve blouse ( the kind you don't mind if it gets a bit dirty with grease) when working on my bike or truck. Of course having a supportive s/o makes it a lot easier too.

My neighbors don't know about Tammy either, I only share her being with my wife, We do have plans on getting out in public more often but away from home. I live in a small, everybody knows everybody town. I do get brave as far as home goes by getting out in the yard when I don't believe others are around. Often believing that there is enough distance betweenour houses, that maybe they wouldn't recognize me if seen. I know I've been seen at least once by one neighbor ,because he asked if we had family over on agiven day. I believe I was cleaning the houses and took the garbage out to the cans. Sometimes I might walk up to the mail box and back. Try not to push my luck, as I always explain to my wife, that I try to leave a way out if seen. Looking forward to more public appearances.

The neighbors are far enough away that they can see me but not very well. I go out in the back yard, not the front. They can't see much worth looking at through the windows. I know because I can't see much through theirs.

To my knowledge no one knows. And no I don't pop over for tea in a fetching sun dress.

Absaroka

Our neighbors do not know of Kyra. Up until the end of last year, that was to keep the kids from finding out, too. Now, I don't really have a reason to hide it, yet I still am quick to exit the house and jump into the car. Sometimes I still pull the car in the garage in order to make a stealthy exit. Still dealing with my fears, I guess. I don't fear the neighbors, but at the same time, I don't want to deal with any conflict that might arise from this.
Until very recently, my SO was the president of the HOA. Many residents know us, so I'm reluctant to "make waves".

(sigh) maybe one day...

In regards to neighbors, opening the windows and letting the light and world in, I'll say first that I'm usually not one to leave the curtains drawn. I'm a pretty private folk 90+% of the time.

That having been said, up until about two weeks ago, my upstairs neighbor (of a two family house) was a cool-as-heck tattooist. He, his SO, and his 5yr old son have seen me dressed and, heck, he's flirted with me on many occasion. I was so incredibly sad when he just moved away (down the road a bit) but alas there's not much I can do. I hope his replacement isn't an [explicative].

On one side of the house, my neighbors are 30ish rednecks that I converse with every now and then, but don't generally 'hang out' with. They however DO tend to leave their shades up during the day. As of now, while on my way out to a group meeting at least once now, I've seen him and his SO with their faces almost PRESSED to the glass gawking at me walking out of the house fully dressed w/ makeup, etc. I haven't heard boo from them in regards, but the GG GF talks to me still and is very nice and pleasant. Heh.. her coworker, interestingly enough, has also seen me dressed when I went into the gas station one late night too.. so I KNOW they know something.. but he hasn't said anything.... yet.

The other side of the house, I suppose lucky and unluckily, are friends of my extended family! DOH! So, okay, they know / are good friends with my aunt and uncle and such, and so I talk to them regularly about this and that.. have they seen me dressed yet? ummm... if they have they haven't said anything to my family yet. *ponders* I just hope I get to the family before THEY do. *rolls eyes*

CJ: May I suggest... see if the boss man takes the stairs or the elevator. Then take whichever he doesn't! IF someone follows you up the stairs, just turn on the falsetto and ask why they are trying to look up your skirt.

JoAnnDallas: just don't actually talk on the radio while driving en femme. Your XYL is not licensed, so the lady driving your car could easily be your XYL/SO.

Me? Living in a single family home, I leave most windows either blocked out permanently, or with blinds closed. I go out only after dark, with front light out. Life was easier when there was room for cars in our garage and the opener worked.

I'm far in the closet due to an unpleasant neighbor over 32 years ago when my wife and I were first married, and we were in the apartment with our blinds drawn, minding our own business, but the violent jerk peeked in between the cracks.

Hugs,

Bernice

When I started my new life as a gal who went out, it was winter, and the first two or three outings were after dark. We're in a hilly neighborhood, so the neighbors aren't right on top of us. There's no garage here, but the parking area is above the street level, and seemed private enough.

I never thought about them until that first daytime outing came, and then it was a bit of a shock.
"Oh..."
"I'll be walking out there in plain sight..."
"Gee..."

But I had to do it--I had a 'gal' appointment to go to, so off I went. My landlord lives on the upper floor of the house here, so he was part of the "neighbors," too. I had warned him, but the other neighbors, I didn't. None of them have ever mentioned it, although girl-me has waved to some of them coming or going.