The thing is when you enjoy women's clothing as much as I do - especially the fact I can wear adorable 5 inch heels.
I shan't go into it in too much detail, but all of us who are blessed with the urge and confidence to dress and go into public know that we need to know where this this is all going.
We need to know where to stop versus the curiosity to explore it more.
In other words we like to push the boundary to see where the line between fantasy and what we are prepared to do lies.
The more you dress in public,,. the more natural you feel.
Then your circumstances change.
You get an opportunity to reset parameters. And with that expectations of others can be re-calibrated.
So.
I have decided to see how far I want to take this....
And the friends have offered support and encouragement - if I want to slob about the house in leggings and no face on, so be it.
However - they agreed that if i want to see how far this goes..then in order to facilitate that, then when they introduce me to their wide circle of mutual and separate friends then it will be as Nicole.
The effect after 2 evenings meeting a couple of friends was very interesting.
The unanimous decision of everyone I met so far is: I have looked happy confident, passable and happy as Nicole.
Now for a Transvestite to be occasionally treated just like a real woman in a shop is an empowering experience, It lifts you and makes you feel so special - that every other failed or disappointing even is swept away.
When everyone you meet says that they either didn't realise you were a TV or as far as they were concerned you were a woman to them...and then shopping with one of the girls all day, you are treated as a woman all day, then something starts to dawn on you.
I'm not only pulling this off...but it now feels...comfortable...fun..and,,,enjoyable.
And finally my friend Karen said - 'There really isn't anything stopping you..,.you owe it to yourself to try it...you know...why not dress full time...you look amazing and you love it.'
That - and being offered a voluntary job at the local LGBT charity.
As the woman who runs that..who I met last night in a (john lewis shift dress, LKBennet heels and shelina tights) said.,.oh - i didn't think it was you. I never realised you were a TV...but you are already full time aren't you? Because that is how you come across...
Now I have always dreamed wild dreams of wearing beautiful tailored dresses, elegant heels and beautiful sheers openly and happily..and do it all the time.
The problem of course with challenging one's boundaries is that all that happens is that they enjoyably roll back.
Its all very well having fantasies about never having to stop wearing them..and never having to bother with male clothes again...but when one day you realise there is nothing stopping you..and you are accepted fully and totally then suddenly you find yourself not bothering to stop it at all.
Food for thought ladies
I shan't go into it in too much detail, but all of us who are blessed with the urge and confidence to dress and go into public know that we need to know where this this is all going.
We need to know where to stop versus the curiosity to explore it more.
In other words we like to push the boundary to see where the line between fantasy and what we are prepared to do lies.
The more you dress in public,,. the more natural you feel.
Then your circumstances change.
You get an opportunity to reset parameters. And with that expectations of others can be re-calibrated.
So.
I have decided to see how far I want to take this....
And the friends have offered support and encouragement - if I want to slob about the house in leggings and no face on, so be it.
However - they agreed that if i want to see how far this goes..then in order to facilitate that, then when they introduce me to their wide circle of mutual and separate friends then it will be as Nicole.
The effect after 2 evenings meeting a couple of friends was very interesting.
The unanimous decision of everyone I met so far is: I have looked happy confident, passable and happy as Nicole.
Now for a Transvestite to be occasionally treated just like a real woman in a shop is an empowering experience, It lifts you and makes you feel so special - that every other failed or disappointing even is swept away.
When everyone you meet says that they either didn't realise you were a TV or as far as they were concerned you were a woman to them...and then shopping with one of the girls all day, you are treated as a woman all day, then something starts to dawn on you.
I'm not only pulling this off...but it now feels...comfortable...fun..and,,,enjoyable.
And finally my friend Karen said - 'There really isn't anything stopping you..,.you owe it to yourself to try it...you know...why not dress full time...you look amazing and you love it.'
That - and being offered a voluntary job at the local LGBT charity.
As the woman who runs that..who I met last night in a (john lewis shift dress, LKBennet heels and shelina tights) said.,.oh - i didn't think it was you. I never realised you were a TV...but you are already full time aren't you? Because that is how you come across...
Now I have always dreamed wild dreams of wearing beautiful tailored dresses, elegant heels and beautiful sheers openly and happily..and do it all the time.
The problem of course with challenging one's boundaries is that all that happens is that they enjoyably roll back.
Its all very well having fantasies about never having to stop wearing them..and never having to bother with male clothes again...but when one day you realise there is nothing stopping you..and you are accepted fully and totally then suddenly you find yourself not bothering to stop it at all.
Food for thought ladies
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