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OK, I went out last night! With confidence in my makeup looks and a nice outfit (striped skirt, red jacket), I picked up a take-out order two towns over, 20 miles round trip in a 1-ton cargo van...it was 830PM.
Nervous getting out of my neighborhood (everyone knows that van). Nervous about police stopping me for???? or a minor car accident? Felt completely normal in the clothes I was wearing, though. Certainly not a "muted" look, so it might attract attention to myself...oh, dear....
Got to the restaurant and there was a guy with tattoos changing his t-shirt, I parked a couple rows ahead. Just as I was getting my shoulderbag together (money in bag not wallet!), a very large pickup truck pulled in behind me, one space over. Engine running, lights on. WTF!! I waited a few minutes to see what they are going to do; meanwhile, about 7 "18-20 somethings" finished their bantering in the car beside me and left. Mild panic. Then, a-ha! I got my cell phone, opened the door, swiveled sideways in the seat an hopped out, cell in hand. Walk forward away from the van, small steps, adjust clothes, and go.
in my best voice i could, "order for Robin?". Paid with cash using my what looked like a catcher mitt for a hand. I barely looked at the clerk, let alone scan the restaurant. I think the clerk knew - my hands!! I waxed all the hair off but they are still quite large. I got my change, paused while I stashed it in my shoulderbag, and walked (small steps) out, again looking mostly down and at my cell. Back to the van, pickup still there (s**t!), open door and climb the high step "clumsily", like a girl might. Then back home without incident.
Did I "pass"?. Not quite sure...at a distance I'd say "yes" but that cashier BIG question mark.
So an exciting time out, for certain, my first adventure and was mostly fun. Planning to go out again soon....
-Robin
Oh, ignore the next topic "shoes...". It was meant to inquire about passing by wearing the "correct" footwear with certain styles of clothing, to not attract attention.
Hi Robin,
My god Robin, you are way ahead of me when I first went out to a store. This was many yrs ago but I will cut this story short, the whole story is posted some where in the forums.
But I got ready, drove to a dress store, pulled up in front and was just about ready to get out feeling really good about myself. Now this car pulls up next to me and a lady starts to get out, looks into my car, screams, yes screamed and got back into her car and sped off. Thinking that I am sure the police will be shortly on there way, I sped off, with a very destroyed ego.
Gawd, I am so glad you had a great experience, and it's just gets better, and soon you will not even give it a second thought. Like Traci said, confidence, and in my case...I had to get a clue on how to do makeup and use the proper wig.
Good luck girl...Huggs Tammy
Tammy Brianne said:
Hi Robin,
My god Robin, you are way ahead of me when I first went out to a store. This was many yrs ago but I will cut this story short, the whole story is posted some where in the forums.
But I got ready, drove to a dress store, pulled up in front and was just about ready to get out feeling really good about myself. Now this car pulls up next to me and a lady starts to get out, looks into my car, screams, yes screamed and got back into her car and sped off. Thinking that I am sure the police will be shortly on there way, I sped off, with a very destroyed ego.
Gawd, I am so glad you had a great experience, and it's just gets better, and soon you will not even give it a second thought. Like Traci said, confidence, and in my case...I had to get a clue on how to do makeup and use the proper wig.
Good luck girl...Huggs Tammy
Second Time out...Afternoon shopping!
OK, getting bold here. Actually I dressed and went out a week ago Friday to go to Walgreens for some stuff, and found at teh ATM I had no brake lights. So back home until I could fix that.
So Sunday afternoon I got dressed and drove to DSW shoes to "shop". I tried on some flats, which I didn't like, and some modestly high wedge pumps, which I did like but have no place to go to wear anything so dressy. Browsing around comfortably, head high (Traci Lee!) and a some eye contact with shoppers but no alarmed looks or quizzical stares. A woman actually looked back at me and held the door open as I left. Then I went grocery shopping to get something for dinner. Again, no strange looks or stares, though i DID avoid any checkout line with a high school girl ringing stuff up.....of course i wans't wearing my glasses so everything was a little fuzzy, so maybe my blurred vision filtered out the bad??? Ignorance is bliss, right?
Again, getting out of my neighborhood is the hardest obstacle to clear. Very conscious of my beat-up van around town (I purchases some inexpensive red "Vans" sunglasses to drive out of town!). Feeling very natural and comfortable with my clothes and look. I am actually kind of happy, which I havn't been in nearly 20 years.
Warm regards to all,
-Robin
