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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My first time was to the mall in ND. On a whim I got dressed and jumped in my car for a three hour drive to the mall. At that point I was just tired of being scared.
My outfit was a pair of jeans, some cute clogs and an orange shirt covered with a crochet cardigan. I walked around the mall like I was a GG and I really didn’t care what anyone thought.
I knew I was doing good when several men hit on me, guys went out of their way to hold the door open for me and every single person called me ma’am! I had so much fun and I bought so many cute clothes that day!
That was such a huge confidence boost for me, now I dress all of the time.
I have known I was different since age of 5, at age 10-12 started borrowing sisters clothes, at age 14-15 with parttime job started buying my own and at age 20 started dressing and going out to stores, restruants etc. Married at 30 kept it secret from wife until 2 years ago at age of 61. Dressed whenever she was away or I was away on business trips. I am very passible, comfortable, use womens washrooms, change rooms when shopping, not a problem. In counciling at age 24, went through 2 of them, and 2 family doctors over next 3 years, none helped with the issue. At age 45 saw another counciller who started to help but stopped seeing him. He told me to tell my wife then. This I could not do. Two years ago I went to a Gender counciller who understands. I stopped beating myself up and, learned to accept myself. I went dressed several times for the sessions. Got me to understand it is not my problem and if anyone has a problem with me dressed it is their problem, that when out and about, my money is as good as anyone elses.
It has taken two going on 3 years now for my wife to accept and understand, baby steps. I dress androgenously all the time, womens jeans, shoes 1.5 – 2 inch heels, blouses that look like mens shirts, tank tops, underdressed all the time etc. Nails (fingers and toes) light pink. ears pierced.Wear small studs daily and nice long ones when dressed. I am very comfortable with myself and she is getting there. Have found 2 support groups with whom I go out dressed to with my wife.
Dani
Gosh that was so long ago. I would have been in my mid thirty when I first ventured out as a woman, wow what a wonderful feeling it was.I went for a walk in the evening up our street. The darkness gave me more confidence. I wore a sexy black dress above the knees. Black heals, but no wig. So had to be careful.That was in Northolt, Middlesex England.I go out dressed much better these days. Feels all good and very smart.My partner makes sure that I am dressed correctly.Love Adrianne.xx
My first time in public was in San Antonio. I put on hose, a tight skirt and bra(no breastforms) under an oxford long sleeve shirt and put my slacks on. I carried a bag with all my other things and called my car to the valet. Once out of the hotel I went to a remote parking and slipped in my breast forms, took off my pants put on my wig and heels and applied makeup. I then went to a gay bar dressed in the short tight skirt and ‘man’ shirt. It was so much fun visiting with other people as Anita.When it was time to go back to the hotel I just decided to not change. You should have seen the look on the valet’s face when Anita got out of the car. It was so HOT! Once back in the room, I was so excited that I decided I wanted stroll around the river walk, so I put on a tight red dress and walked right through the lobby and down to the river. from there I went street side and walked 6 city blocks ‘en femme’! I got whistled at twice and cat called! It was so liberating! Since then I have gone out many times as Anita including shopping at a Walmart for makeup and buying other various things in public. I love driving in heels and showing my sexy legs in the car; it’s FUN being sexy! Kisses always, Anita
Anita,
I am so with you. in the car with my dress on showing my stockings to all that can see well that is so much of a turn on. and I love your going out in the red dress, I am wearing one just now and dreaming to dare to wear it outside, but have not the nerve just yet. Maybe soon, as I am determined and decided to be ‘out’ and be dressed as a woman all the time.
The first few times were after dark in a quiet park or quiet streets. I was so scared I would be seen and laughed at. The real triumph was a long, long road trip when I changed my appearance at a rest area then did the rest en femme. It was so sweet how well I was treated the whole way. I was incredulous!!! Such wonderful reinforcement.
Even though I have budding, growing breasts, I live as a man 24/7. I haven’t been hiding my boobs! I am proud and love them very much! While it may be difficult/scary for everyone else to go out enfemme, It can be just as well for me as a man with breasts. In most things, what is the worst that we can hear? “NO”
Yes, it easier to say than do, but, why worry about it. Just do it and have fun any way you can!!!
Dave
I wish I could get budding growing breasts
It has been a LONG and slow process. Espessally as I haven’t been able to be consistant with the flat2fem program due to financial reasons.
All we can do is to keep trying our best.
Dave
Hello All, The photo shows my first time out in public. It was at a cemetery so there weren’t many complainers I had to worry about lol, and it was like a whole day of little tours being a woman. I was lucky that I had a lady friend that helped me accept my fem side before we went there. I told her about how I enjoyed being fem and she understood and we set a date that I would go out. When I arrived at her place that day, she asked me to do my thing and get changed as I brought clothes to show her how I looked. She couldn’t believe it was me when I was done! Well, she got me to go out of the house and then her son came home while we were out back having a hot dog together and she called him back to us. I was so freightened over it, I almost lost my cookies! He came and she introduced us and he said I looked very passable. We went to a historic cemetery to look at markers – all kinds of famous people including a past president there at this cemetery. We were with crowds of people now and then too and nothing was said and I don’t think anyone was the wiser, but I was still scared of being caught. After this, we went to the movies at a theater. I was backing out, but she pressed me into it by leaving the car and going in and asking the front desk if it was OK that I come in. I was even more scared going in though they said it was fine so I was known to not be a GG. We went in after some chatting, and one of the people told me to not worry that I looked very passable. It was a lot of confidence building thru all this. Bought my ticket and went to watch the movie. I even HAD to use the lady’s room once. Talk about scared then! That was the most scarey! Well, after all was said and done, we went to a gay bar. Had a ball! I didn’t know so much fun was in those places. Saw some ugliness too between a few patrons – love thing there. Anyway, after it was all said and done, every nerve was wracked beyond limits and you know what? There was really no need to fear it in the first place. EVERYONE was very nice and I had doors opened for me and all the respect a lady could get from strangers and smiles and all. It was a lot of fun and extremely exciting to say the least. No problems going out after that. Boy was I cured of my fears of going out then lol.
It took me about 46 years to figure out what was going on with me and why I felt the way I did for so long. When I found out about the real me that had been locked up for so long I felt relieved. then things just started to get worse, the person inside wanted and needed out, I was about 46 1/2 years old at the time when I made the decision to show my inner me. It was Spring of 2006 when I went out for the first time with some friends that were Transgender them self’s we went out to a coffee shop and yes! I was very nerves, but when it was all said and done, I felt like that weight of the world was lifted off my shoulders. and about a year later I started to live my life full time as a woman and have been for the last 6 years and I very happy with my new life.