Suekie - LOL

Lucky me,only 5'7".But confidence is most important-if it looks like you are meant to be there,no-one notices.I learnt that many years ago,when basically avoiding work.Just carry a board and walk with your head up,and everyone thinks you are so busy.It works similarly en-femme.Wear a skirt and a smile,and you can get away with (almost) anything.
Sue.
P.S.Stevie-I'd prefer the XX IN me!

Thanks.

I get your point about the height factor. I'm 5'9" and most girlfriends I've had have been just an inch or two shorter, so I'd rather have their company. If I dated a 5'3" woman, I wouldn't want the comparison, either. I'm attracted to women who are my height or taller (for that reason and others), but I've never had an "official" girlfriend who was taller than I.

Another factor is the beauty factor. I can do a few things with makeup, but I'll never be as pretty as a female, and sometimes, that side-by-side comparison makes me a little extra self-conscious (depending on the lighting).

Overall, I still prefer having a XX with me.

Hi Stevie

I've only been out once with a gg and whilst she was tremendously supportive and we had good fun I think I was read more often that day than ever before.

Partly it was because we were in Oxford Street, London which was very crowded but also because at 6'2" I suffer by comparison. When I'm on my own in less crowded areas then there's no point of reference. Think about it, if you see a picture of a girl out in the open there's nothing to indicate her height, see her by a door and you immediately notice her height.

By the way, I'm paranoid about my height and terribly jealous of your hair

Best wishes

Sarah

Girls

When we're out en femme we're all, well some of us, well ok I am, super-conscious of other peoples reactions to us. The stares, sideways glances, quizzical looks, avoidance of eye contact etc.. Which we're all inclined to put down to us being Trannys.

However, since I've started going out en femme I've also tried to be conscious of how people react to me when I'm out in male mode. Surprisingly I found stares, sideways glances, quizzical looks, avoidance of eye contact etc.. OK, not as much as when I'm en femme but certainly a fair amount. Those people certainly weren't thinking "gosh, there's a woman dressed as a man". In male mode I don't consider my appearance effeminate; a big, soft, shambling bear is probably nearer the mark.

So what does this mean :-/, don't know really, except that we are probably too sensitive when out and about and that actually being sensitive/conscious of others draws attention to ourselves. Try it yourself when your out in male mode (ok Sue, you're exempt) but don't stare at others less they think your questioning their gender ;D ;D ;D

Best wishes

Sarah

Sarah, like you, I'm "super-conscious" about being out there, even though I've done it for... what, has it already been 15 years, now... since my first time out in public? Anyway, Donna is right about the confidence factor. The more casual you are, the more you fit in. Unfortunately, we know the truth, and that can make us paranoid, if we let it. Being nervous while in drag is always a bad thing, so I just try to stay focused on my reason for being out. When I'm with a female girlfriend, I feel much more comfortable, because I have someone to do the talking, and I generally feel less conspicuous.

Unfortunately, I can't really compare the differences between going out as a girl vs. a guy very well, because I have long hair, and, even when I'm in "male mode," I get stares. I guess that means I should be used to it, but I'm not.

I had my worst times of being read when I used a wig.
Now I just go out in a t-shirt and jeans and I'm called
"Mam" when I go out to eat with my 16 year old daughter
and mom.  
 It's now few and far between and I hear someone call
me "sir".  I guess that's why I like going out to the
swimming pools is that I seem to pass so easily.  And
I remember the first time en feem in a women's restroom
my legs shook so hard I couldn't keep them still.
RandiP

Hi,

People's reactions vary to a tranny in their midst.
I've been escorted out of places before, in less enlightened times!

The country pub sounds like a lot of fun, but reminds me of the scene in Priscilla Queen of the desert. When the obvious drag queen is not read until her bicep swelling when lifting her drink gives her away to the very rural types. Or maybe the doffing of tweed caps would ensue once they get to know you?

Love

Irene

Hi Donna

I always try to avoid dogs and their owners. Sometimes it's difficult to ignore the dogs. If you pet them or have to shoo them away then it's always likely to lead to conversations.

As for the Lunchtime Country Pub test, I'll give that a miss, probably for ever. But girl, you must have balls, even if you do hide them away. ;D

Hugs

Sarah