Thursday, November 29, 2012

A beginning

After years of being a closeted crossdresser and lurking on the many wonderful websites reading the stories of so many wonderful t-girls, a few years ago I gained the personal freedom to actually get out and about and meet other girls (both on-line and in person).  Now is the time to start sharing my life's story.  I hope that anyone who is gender uncertain, or who is a crossdresser/transgender who reads my stories/adventures can see a glimpse of themselves and the many other 'girls' who go down this road.

I'm a heterosexual male to female (MtF) crossdresser.  No plans to have an operation, or take hormones, or otherwise alter my body other than by changing my weight, using shape garments, and adding appropriately sized breasforms.  Makeup, wig, jewelry, and some concentrated effort to transform my physical presentation from that of a lumbering guy to a graceful, gliding woman who passes in the closest of crowds.  To round it out, voice training (an on-line course) has helped with the awful sound that normally comes out of my mouth.

So here goes.  Probably a jerky beginning as I get into my groove and attempt to write often.  Stick with me and you'll probably enjoy this ride.

2 comments:

  1. Rhonda -

    It is a fun ride, and you will meet many interesting people!

    Marian

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  2. So, it's clear that I need to pick up the pace a bit (of posting). Since my first weak attempt at posting, I went to the 2012 Keystone Conference, traveling from Northern Virginia by car, totally en femme, to Harrisburg, PA. Keystone is a fabulous and very well done TS/TG/CD annual conference that is a "must go" destination for many of us.

    I've only had the nerve to be out and about, interacting with the common folk as a CD, since early 2012. Before that, many many years of closeted CDing, and getting dressed, going for late night drives, and lurking at the fringe of the restaurant, bar, and club districts -- watching, and imagining my life out en femme among the regular folks. It wasn't until I stumbled upon a local Meetup.com group of CD/TG girls that meet in local homes for social get-togethers that I actually met, in person, others like me. How different that was and is from the proverbial chat on line -- the internet "friendships" that are limited by the medium and the distance. In the Meetup I was able to actually talk to, and touch, and interact with, and join in camaraderie with others who are like me. WoW!! what an amazing experience. There are others like me! It blew me away, and continues to do so. From that first encounter I found my stones and have been able to go out and do most everything that a GG would/could do. I go shopping, out to dinner, walking in parks, to bars, restaurants, to Home Depot (testosterone central, in case you missed it, second only to a military post).

    So, when the opportunity of Keystone came around after my Meetup group broke so much of the ice for me, there was only one thing to do -- I went. My wonderful GF went with me and participated in many of the educational sessions, the dinners out, the casino night out, and in total - had as much fun as I did. I'm already looking forward to next year.

    The DC area girls now have a monthly dinner night out at a great small local restaurant that we take over and rock until early in the morning. First is dinner among the girls. Then, as the evening goes on, TG admirers begin to show up. For those who are not hetero, this is the highlight. For those who are hetero, this is showtime and we get to observe the logical conclusion of dressing and acting like a woman -- men hit on those who are receptive. It is amazing to watch. This may sound shallow, but realize that it's just been a little over a year that I've actually met others like me, and have been able to get out and about as a classy woman. Everything is new and exciting.

    More to follow. I have several role models of t-girls who blog regularly and keep it interesting and exciting. Give me time.

    Best,

    Rhonda

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