Stepping out publicly as a woman is a powerful way to validate your female self.
In fact, I recently published a poll asking “How often do you go out in public as a woman?”
I was happy to see that the majority of my readers (transgender women and crossdressers) go out at least occasionally.
No matter how often you do it, I’m sure you can remember your first time presenting as a woman or crossdressing in public.
Since this is such an important gender-affirming step, I’d love to hear about it!
When was it? Where did you go? And what was your experience?
Please share with us in the comments below!
And if you’ve never been en femme in public, I’m sure you’ll find lots of inspiration in these stories.
As always, thank you for reading and participating!
Love,
Lucille
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First time out in public as a woman? Geeze that had to be back in the early 90s… I went out with a TV friend to a gay bar in Pomona, Ca. The bar was mostly a lesbian bar. At the time I was 5’7″ and 129lb and wore a size 5 jeans but a size 12 top :/ Didn’t do my makeup all that well and wore a pretty bad wig but it was a step in the right direction. The bar is no longer there and the wig is no longer needed but I wish I was still that skinny 19 years later 😛
The first time I went out as a woman? Easy. It was the first night I discovered my feminine self…April 1998 in Milwaukee. After having hair and makeup done by a friend, I wanted to see how well I could blend in as a woman. So, I did a little bit of shopping later on, and the only time I was called out was because my skirt was caught in the door of my car. I felt really good about myself that day. That was the start of something great. 16 years later, I am now a full-time woman, and i have never felt so happy!!!
My first time out in public was a saturday’s night, I had meet a tgirl (like myself) at an online site, we exchanged some photographs on line, she then came to the city I live in for working bussiness, so we plan to meet at her hotel room, so I rent another room so I can get dress at it, and then walk to her room. I had to use the elevator asuming the risk of meeting another people on it, the walked for a long hall to get to her room. We had some girly talking at her room, you know clothing, perfumes, some personal topics about our lifes, we took some photographs togheter, and then she encourage me to go downstairs to the restaurant-bar with her, so we went there, the place was partially full, I was wearing a black blouse, black ruffle miniskirt, and black high heels, a waitress guide us to a table close to the midle of the place, we both were for a momento that night the center of attention, some women took special attention on the clothing we were wearing, some men took special attention on other things such face, curves and legs, but all the people were kind that night, and it was wonderful night.
Buffy
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Hello Paula;
You are very kind, thank you for your words;)
Buffy.
My first time out as a woman I just kinda drove around all dressed up. Not overdone but just a woman’s normal everyday wear. You know, just some skinny jeans, nice top, hair, make-up, nails and some heels. After driving around for a while, I noticed my tank light came on in my car. I knew there wasn’t enough gas to get me back home so that left me with just one option. I had to stop to get gas while dressed. I pulled into a 7-11 and pulled up to the pump. Took my wallet out of my purse and all I had in my wallet was my drivers license and a 10 dollar bill. I must have left my credit cards on the table at home. So here we go. I took the $10.00 and went into the store. There was only a few people around and to my surprise, no one even noticed me. Not even the clerk noticed that I was not a GG. By this time, my heart was racing like crazy. When I started pumping the gas, I looked around and there was maybe 5 or 6 other people pumping gas also. Again to my surprise, no one even noticed me. By the time I got done pumping gas and got back into my car, my confidence level had gone up about 10 notches. When I got home, I put my credit cards in my purse and decided to go to this gay club that was just a couple of miles from my house. I thought that if I could just go in there, I could get up the nerve to go anywhere. So when I got to the club, I parked on the street in front of the building. At this time, it was nearly 5:00 in the afternoon. So I just grabbed my purse off of the seat and got up and went inside. It wasn’t what you would call crowed in there at this time of day. So I found myself a seat at the bar put my purse up on the bar and before I even got my wallet out, the bartender was there to take my order. While he was getting my glass of Pinot for me I took a glance around the club. There was maybe a dozen guys in there just kickin back. It didn’t take long for someone to come over and strike up a conversation with me. The moment he introduced himself, everything about me kicked into full femme mode. My voice, my actions, everything was totally femmed. It just felt natural the way all this came out. While we were talking, I commented to him on how nice his purse looked. He thanked me and stated that he was a crossdresser also. Then we started a nice long conversation about clothes, make-up, styles etc. etc. etc. I told him that since he liked everything that I liked (by this time my confidence level as a women had reached an all time high) that maybe we should go out shopping sometime together. He said that that would be nice to go out with someone younger for a change. I laugh when he said that. I asked him how old he thought I was and he said he guessed that I was somewhere between 37 to maybe 42 years old. When I told him that I was 60, his jaw hit the counter. I told him that I didn’t think I looked that good and that he was fool of shit and just trying to get into my pants. He said he was dead serious and to prove it, he looked around the room and seen a girl and a guy couple sitting way on the other side of the club. He gave a little whistle and motioned for them to come on over. They got up and came over and he asked them right there how old they thought i was. They both said that they thought that I was around 40 years old. I laughed and told them that I am a 60 year old crossdresser. They said that they didn’t think I was that old and that they didn’t think that I would have a penis. We all had a good laugh on that one. After another drink or 2, I decided it was about time to go home. It was already getting to be about 8:00. So I thanked everyone for the good time and for making me feel good. I started to walk towards the door when the girl I met yelled across the room that she has girlfriends that can’t walk as good as I can in heels. When she said that, I was just overwhelmed with happiness. When I got into my car, I realize that I was really hungry and that I also didn’t want to go home and cook at this hour. So I decided to take one more step forward. I drove to the nearest McDonalds, parked my car, went inside and placed my order. The girl at the counter asked me if my order was to eat in or take out. Feeling this confident, I decided to eat in. As I sat there eating my meal, I looked around and once again, no one paid me any attention. I finished my meal, got in my car and drove home. When I got in the house, I put my purse on the kitchen counter, poured myself a glass of pinot, went and sat in my chair and thought to myself what a wonderful day it was. That was the one and only time that I was thankful that I ran low on gas.
Hi Jenna
My story is much the same. On my way to work at about 12:45 PM. Low on gas, not to many people around though. Nervous as all get out. Went inside to prepay, the lady there was so nice, (especially since I don’t pass up close).
Then stopped for a soda at McD, Where I met Marlene. She is just fabulous. Over the next 3 years we talked as much as we could at a drive thru. On the way home I would stop again, and met Amanda, (I have all but fallen in love with her). Over the last few years these Ladies and a few others have boosted my confidence level so much.
I have yet to go shopping or a bar, unfortunately his wife does not approve of me, so I am only able to be out for a little bit at a time.
Anyway I just love this site and Lucille. It’s so nice to chat with all the gurls. Much love ❤
Tina D. H.
The first time I went out was to a lady friends place who sells avon and she knows about my dressing as a female ( which I love ) so I got all made up and went over to her place for a coffee before she went to work, it was great as I walked out to my vechele and got in and started to back out and the gentleman who lives done stairs came out to his car to get in and he waved to me so I stpped and rolled down my window and he said good moring, and then said sorry I thought you were some one else. I then drove away over to my lady friends place and parked in her drive way and got out and she saw me through her window as I walked up her drive way, there were other people on the street, but they didn’t take any real notice of me. I got to her door and rang the bell and she answered it and let me in and we gave each other a hug and a kiss and said how good I looked which made me fell good. She took my coat and invited me to sit down while we had our coffee and we talked about female stuff and she asked me if I would ever like to transition into being a women and I said yes, as at that moment I really felt like one. She asked me if I would ever think of moving away if I did and said yes agiain. The time went by fast and soon it was time to leave and so she gave me my coat and we gave each other a hug good bye and I got back in my car and returned home. It felt good and then I stayed that way for half a day. Love being a female as I have a female side in me that wants to come out and I have let her many times.
love to all
Camille
Yes , I remember my first time out in public as a woman. It was near Halloween and I had to start getting everything together for my outfit. I told my girlfriend about this contest at this bar for the best costume there would be prizes awarded so she agreed to go. I suggested that we go as a pimp and a whore. I also suggested that I would be the whore and she agreed.The night of Halloween arrived and my girlfriend shows up at my place,I have already got panties and a very short red skirt on and heels and bra when I answered the door . My friend is dressed like a pimp with a fedora and fake mustache and suit jacket and slacks and she even had a dildo tied in one side of her slacks. She looked good as any pimp. She comes in and helps me with my foundation and eye makeup and bright red lip stick. Next she fixes my wig and helps me into my blouse and perks my fake boobs up. So we leave my place and head to her car and all of a sudden the wind picks up. I could feel the wind blowing up my skirt , I was in heaven. My friend Cherrie is driving me to the bar and asks If we can make one stop at her sisters place for pictures and I agreed. When we arrive at her sisters place, her sister is amazed at how good I look as a girl and proceeds to walk over to me and lifts my skirt up ,thinking I probably have boxers underneath and she gasps when she sees I am in panties like a good girl shoul be and starts posing us for pictures. We leave her house and head for the bar. Upon arriving the place is packed and It took me awhile walking in heels to go up the stairs. We get a seat at the bar and order drinks and I noticed all these boys, I went to school with were staring me down and drooling and I would just smile at them. Then I was asked by Cherrie if I was ready for the dance floor and I said yes and we went out on the floor and Had so much fun dancing and when we came back to our seats we found more drink tokens lined up for me. Then after all those drinks , I had to use the little girls room and Cherrie escorted me over so I would feel at ease and I could hear the guys wolf whistling at me above the band. I was in seventh heaven and the announcer called out the contest winner and it wasnt us but thats okay I knew that I felt so alive and a major rush all night , it was fun. We left the bar later and being tipsy , I laid down on Cheries lap as she drove us home and we had the best sex ever when we got to my place as we kept playing the role reversal and Cherie is still one of my best friends, love her to death. So now I go out as much as possible dressed enfemme and loving it so much I am considering a fulltime change calls girls have all the fun. Thats my story and Im sticking to it. Love you Lucille
My first time in public (other then under cover of dark and in my back yard), was a few months ago (april).
I ran into a old friend of my mother in a local store , we decided to meet for coffee to catch up. when at coffee, I came out to her. this turned out not to surprise her, she suspected I was female from the time she first held me as a infant. we got on to talking about my fears of being in public and the likely hood my parents would accept it (they have both passed.)
She mentioned mom would of likely still accepted me with no issue, and dad would of too. I told her about the one time dad found a bunch of my feminine clothes while I was still at home, and beat the crap out of me. this shocked her and she told me about some of my dad’s past exploits… this turned out to making me think he had even less right to beat me.
I tossed the offhand comment that maybe I should get totally dolled up and go dance on his grave to spite him, and she said would the following saturday work. after talking some more , i did agree to do it the following saturday afternoon. long story shortened… after the visit at grave, she insisted we go to for coffee. turns out none of my fears were justified, i had so much fun, we now do a regular girls day out with her, my lovely fiancee, and a couple other friends, every week.
Hi
the first time i went out in public for the first time was many years ago, theres not alot to say i had just become a teenager being a goth at the time i was already going out to parties as a girl. Day time though was summer and short flowing dress and wedges where order of the day had a lovely day shopping it was total freedom at last shame it ended my welcome at home with my parent. now GRS done new love and very happy. xx