Journal Entries for Kathryn Campbell
Going to Steamers Jazz Club 5/7/2011
May 8th, 2011 9:43 pm MDT
I had been talking to a girl (post-op if you must know) I had met online, and Friday she seemed a little down. I suggest that not only do we actually meet for the first time, but we should go to Steamers Jazz Club in Fullerton, CA. I thought that a little Latin Jazz might be just the right "pick me up". She agreed and I got reservations for Saturday night for two. Our intent was to listen to the music and go over all sordid details of our lives that were missed in the phone calls.
As usual, weather and my choice of outfits did not work well. I planned on a cute dressy white, red, pink crinkle semi sheer V-neck top with a white cami, white pants (Bebe ultra white), and white sandals since the weather earlier in the week had been in the high 80's and low 90's. Of course, Saturday the weather gods struck again being cold (50's), and a chance of rain in the evening. Well, I had a leather look jacket with fur collar (hey, fake fur all you animal lovers) as a backup, and usually keep an umbrella in the car (this is strange in itself as it rarely rains in Southern Calif).
Vicki and I met in Fullerton (wow, what a parking mess) and walked over to the club. I had been practicing voice for some time and hoped that my lessons would not fail me. We checked in (reservations were under my name) and they said that they were going to move us from table 11 (near the back) to table 0 (zero) which is right in front of the band. The biggest surprise was that they seated us with three men (was this matchmaking?? They were about our age) Oh, now I was worried about all the times I skipped doing my voice lessons to/from work to listen to a particularly good audiobook. Luckily Vicki is an extrovert and carried most of the conversation with them. Unlike when I was out with my very good friend Joe, I ordered my own wine and food - no choice, no one to cover for me, lol. Unfortunately, this seating location did not allow us to gossip, so that will have to be another time.
The band got on the stage about a half hour later, and we were treated to some very good Latin Jazz. The band leader was VERY entertaining, and had us laughing a lot (ok, up to the point where he started telling stories in Spanish which I do not speak.) After the first set, the band took a break and Vicki and I went out in the back (nice enclosed patio area) to have a cigarette break. Vicki loved the music and bought one of the bands albums. The band leader (Louie Cruz Beltran) chatted with us, turns out he is really Cuban. When it was time to go back in, I was walking back to our seats, when the band percussionist stopped me and said I had a nice bracelet watch. OK, that part was weird.
We decided to leave around midnight and I got the bill. Wow, two salads and a few drinks, and a latte came to $96 total. But it was worth it. Turns out the chicken Caesar salads were quite expensive, but their personal pizzas looked too fattening as I am STILL trying to shed that lingering 10 lb tummy bulge.
Fullerton had done a massive revitalization of their downtown area, and I had not been there for a few years. So we walked around. This area has what seems to be hundreds of clubs and restaurants (this also explains the parking problem). You can tell Fullerton is a college town with a community college and a State University, and there were a number of places that were "hopping" and catered to a much younger set of people (ok, I guess I am showing my age here).
As we were about to cross the street, we noticed that a business across the way was still open. OK, it was called "The Naughty Teddie" which peaked our interest. We decided to do a little window shopping in the store. OMG, can one blush thru a good full coverage Mac foundation? I surely did. In addition to some nice teddies, they had the worlds supply of vaginal/anal sex aids, fetish wear, and more. Vicki struck up a converstation with the staff, and they tried to interest her (us) in some state of the art toys. Wow, a solar powered vibrator, guess everything is going green now. Well, this is not an area that I "dabble" in, and finally we got to leave (whew, the temperature seems to have risen about 30 degrees in that time).
Vicki was in high spirits when we got to her car and we resolved to go back there again after she introduces me to some places in Laguna.
What was interesting to me about the evening was that other than my worry about my voice (and yes I need more work), was that I was not really worried about going to a mainstream place. My friends at the salon make sure that I dress classy. I think that I actually pass well now. Not one person at the club stared, said anything, nor did I draw unusual looks. Think most of this is attitude helped a little with real hair and a little help from the hormones.
We have a family friend that knows about me and asked me today where I had gone last night. She had come over, and I was not there thru midnight so she assumed I had gone to a TG club. I told her I had gone to Steamers and she said she did not know that they had a TG night. I told her that they did not and I can pass without a problem, so they don't need to have one. OK, a little white lie, but not a big one. She has never seen Kathryn - just pictures. She does not really approve of me (she is trying to get me back together with my SO) but does get me clothes and discount Express coupons, and I still have a pair of her boots that I borrowed, so I guess she is not THAT against it.
I like going to Club Shine (except for the distance) and partying with my TG friends, but I have always really wanted to just blend in with the rest of the world. I think I am starting to. Once I can blend, then I want to stand out as a woman. So there (she said defiantly)!!!!
If you are in Southern Calif and want to visit this outstanding club, please look at http://www.steamersjazz.com
Take care and take heart,
Kathryn
Tampa, Fl September 2010
October 3rd, 2010 9:07 pm MDT
I have not updated my journal for quite some time, I apologize for that. I was on a business trip to Tampa last week, and went out twice to dinner. Scared half to death and almost chickened out the second time. I stress more about my voice these days and less about makeup and looks (that is a big change). Luckily I was with a good friend and he helped me get past my issues. I did have a great time and think I fully passed. I also found out that as Kathryn I do not clean my plate, and actually quit when I am full. Interesting how some habits learned growing up male seem to change when I am no longer male. Cool, also I do not have to worry about my weight that way, ha ha.
Think I need to keep going out in public and learn to lighten up a bit. With any luck, I will work at the salon as Kathryn all day on the 11th of Oct. So if you are in need of a manicure/pedicure, facial, or a hair trim, stop by and say hi.
I will move some pics of my outfits for dinner from the Macbook to my gallery.
I keep saying this gets better and better, and I am having more fun. Just have to take a little risk.
Thanks for reading, and either post your adventures or drop me an email.
Kisses,
Kathryn
Milestone Day May 29 2010
May 30th, 2010 10:36 pm MDT
Let me preface this by saying that being in the closet is nice cozy warm and comfortable, one does not risk hurt feelings if one does not get out. I too, am comfortable in the closet, and do get highly nervous (scared?) going out in the public eye. When you read the rest, try to remember that.
I had committed to go to Club Shine on Saturday May 30th as they were having a memorial day event and requested veterans to go. When I got that email a week ago, something in me said I had to go. I let my friends at the salon know about this, and the planning and plotting began. First they wanted to know what I was going to wear. I brought in a LBD that was approved. Then the questions on accessories. So the next day I gathered up all my jewelry and took it in. They liked my black pearl necklace, and my black matching bracelets, but got deadlocked on earrings. The nail tech, Aliesha, said that she would lend me a pair of dangle earrings with black stones to match the necklace - but (here it comes!) they are for pierced ears only. She said she could pierce my ears, no problem on Saturday. To everyone's surprise (and mine), I agreed.
Got to salon at usual time on Saturday. I had appointment with esthetician to wax my arms as I ran out to time to epilate them like I normally do. About 2:30 I went in the back and changed to jeans, loose tan top, threw on a little makeup and went up front for the big prep session. You would think I was going to a prom or something.
Eva the stylist started working on my hair. She was well underway when her 12 year old daughter came in and recognized who was in the chair. She asked her mom why she was curling my hair. Eva said I was the salon test dummy. Then she realized I was wearing makeup. She got told to go in the back. Eva said she had never been exposed to this and she would have to do some explaining. The nail tech finished with her customer and came over to do my nails. This time, she did a dark pink or mauve, and put some nice rainbow-like curved white lines on them, very nice job. I liked them a lot. Eva finished up and the nail tech brought out her ear piercing tools. The makeup tech had shown up and was watching my transition, and did not want to watch this (perceived pain), lol she did not know I have a fairly high tolerance to pain. A few minutes later, and with relatively no pain, I had the beautiful dangle earrings on. They looked wonderful. Eva's daughter came back out in the middle of this and the nail tech explained a few things about me to her. Eva's daughter said that I looked better as a woman. Out of the mouth of babes...
Since there were some residual tasks that needed to be done, I finally left the salon about 5:45 and headed to Van Nuys, a little over an hour drive away. I put on my voice lessons and practiced voice all the way there. I stopped in the drivethru at Carls Jr down the street from Motel 6 and got something to eat to ward off the effects of the alcohol that I was planning on having at the club. I parked in the Motel 6 parking area, summoned all my courage, and walked into the lobby to check Kathryn in. Voice worked good, and even tho I had to present drivers license and credit card with a mans name on it, I had no problems whatsoever. This is where I found out you can only get to the room by going thru the lobby, down the long hall, up the elevator, and down another hall. This was another scary circumstance, as I feel more comfortable limiting Kathryn's exposure to the rest of the planet. Went to my car, got my suitcase, and made the trek thru the motel to my room on the third floor. I needed a drink when I got in my room, but all I had was the Coca-Cola from Carls.
Took off my "day" makeup, and applied makeup more appropriate for clubbing, ie I used darker eyeshadow, did contouring, and used a bronzer as well. I went to put on the LBD and the zipper refused to go above the middle of my back. I struggled with this for over a half an hour, doing some contortions I did not think were possible. This dress fit me 7 pounds ago. OK, I gained a little weight but that should not make any diffference, right? Wrong. I love this dress, because it accentuates my growing rear. Finally, after nearly dislocating my arms in the shoulder sockets, I got the zipper to go up. More courage time - the long trek down halls to my car (what if someone should get in the elevator with me? Please, no!). There were a fair number of people moving about at 9:20PM and amazingly enough, a number of the guys that saw me said hello. OK, I owe that to the help I got at the salon. I looked at everyone like any person would do, and tried to exhude an air of confidence (well, on the outside, anyway). Got to my car and made the trip to Club Shine.
Club Shine is a smaller place with the usual bar. It has an area for a DJ and a small dance floor. There is a pool table, and seating for a fair number of people. I looked up Laura who organized the event, and after exchanging some hugs, she introduced me to a number of people. I eventually spent most of my time with two girls that were also new there and had come up from San Diego. My nails got noticed (THANK YOU Aliesha!!!). I asked at the bar for a white wine, figuring that I had plenty of time for the alcohol bit, and was surprised at the size of the glass I got for $5. It was BIG.
The Club had a number of types of people in it, from the closet CDs getting out to a safe place, to girls that had been on hormones for a long time, to full time girls. There were a number of men there, most older, say in their mid 40s+, but surprisingly some in their 20s. There was one straight couple, and one lesbian couple that I saw. The atmosphere was very nice, the staff very pleasant and efficient, and the music got ones blood pumping, although a little too loud. Behind the dance floor is a door leading to an outside enclosed smoking area. I found that area nicer in that you could actually have a conversation without shouting, but still hear the music. And drinks got served there as well by the staff. Funny, there was a sign on the door leading out that drinks were NOT permitted in the smoking area. A number of non smokers came out there to escape the music.
A little after midnight, there was a tribute to veterans and serving members of the Armed Forces (yes there were some in attendance) and we all had to go up and be recognized, myself included. After the tribute was over, I sat with my new friends, and started on coffee to ward off the effects of two huge glasses of wine and a big shot of cognac. I was feeling no pain about that point, but knew I still had to make the drive back to the Motel 6. About 1:45 I bade my new friends adieu, and headed out for the car.
I pulled into the driveway of Motel 6, and found exactly zero parking places left. There was another car sitting there waiting for someone to leave (at 2 in the morning?). I made a U turn and went around the block to see what was available, and hoping that a spot might free up while I was gone. This part of Van Nuys is fairly seedy, and there were a few people (men) hanging around the front of the Motel on the sidewalk and hookers up and down the street I was later to find out. I went around and pulled into the parking lot again, and again, no parking spots. I got out of the lot again, and started to circle the block, this time looking for a spot on the street that I could park. Saw one space nearly a block away, but still on the main street (Sepulvada Blvd), kept going and tried the Motel one last time. No luck. So I went down to where I had found the open spot, and a few seconds of parallel parking later, I had a spot. Got my purse, locked the car, and started to give my Jessica Simpson pumps a workout. Apparently, my comings and goings around the motel had been noticed, and soon found that a (literally) pimp type was trying to get my attention as I walked to the motel. He finally caught up with me, and I told him to get lost. He did, thank god, cuz I really was not in the mood to get in a fight. He call me a bunch of names (but none TG related - amazingly) and left the area. I got into the motel, and locked myself into my room. I will be getting the combo mace/pepper spray to carry the next time. I had a combat knife in the car, but I did not think to put it in my purse (and yes, I am trained to use it). Well, got the makeup off, removed the earrings (sigh, they looked soooo nice), got in a nightgown and went to bed at about 3 AM. Set the alarm for 7:10AM as I had to get home to take my son to a Scottish Festival.
I had friends warn me to be careful, next time I will really listen to them. I will NOt be staying at that motel again. Worse yet, they did not have shampoo in the room and I had to wash my hair with soap!!!.
Except for the last part, I would love to do this again. Hamburger Marys in Long Beach is next.
Take care everyone!
Kathryn
New Record
May 15th, 2010 8:59 pm MDT
Short entry today. Spend another day at salon helping out. Three days out of eight New record. Hope I can surpass this soon.
Got makeup done by pro at salon. It was supposed to be a lesson, but honestly, I just sat there and enjoyed the ride. Eyes came out a little more dramatic than my normal, but normal for others.
Only one customer gave me a second look, but she has seen me around the salon many times in my "alter ego". She did not say a word.
Not a super exciting adventure day, but I was totally happy with it.
Best Regards,
Kathryn
Another Day at the Office?
May 10th, 2010 11:47 pm MDT
Dropped my son off at school this morning, then went to bank to make a deposit. Got home and told my SO that I was going to indulge in my "hobby". She asked "Is it really a hobby?" Well it is not, but that is about as far as our conversations go regarding Kathryn. I went to the bathroom, showered, put on my makeup, and did my hair. Got a small suitcase, and loaded it with a change of clothes for coming home in (my 17 yr old son does not know about Kathryn, and he would normally be home when I got back).
Put on a layered combination sweater/shirt, pants, heeled sandals and went to salon at 11:30 (they open at 11 on Mondays). I am uploading a photo of the outfit taken at the salon in the April 2010 gallery, although it was taken today on May 10.
Told the nail tech I wanted a manicure and she could be creative on the polish. That was a major oops. She is VERY creative. Soon, I had gold (yes, gold color) nails with red swirls. I am not that hip for this kind of design, but I thought I could live with it for a few hours. Next time, I told her, I want conservative and boring, lol.
After finishing with a customer, the owner came over and told me something was very wrong. Well, I immediately thought that I had mismatched my outfit or had a horrible mistake on my makeup. She informed me that my bust was not big enough for my height and frame, I told her that the hormones had only done so much since I had been on them, and I was wearing a pushup bra and doing the best I could. She wants me to wear breastforms next time. It seems that all the employees are fairly large busted and I am a little out of place. OK, I can take a hint. Next time I will be larger. I thought I did ok given the size of breasts in my family. Maybe I will pass the hat for breast augmentation, lol.
Abut 1:30, the owner announced that she had to go to the property management company in the next city to get a document signed, and that Kathryn and Mahyda (the esthetician) were going. I have not been out in public all of that much and this was sounding a little scary. OK, a lot scary. Off we went. Was not thrilled to walk into an office environment, but acted like I belonged there, and waited while the form got signed. None of the many women in the office appeared to pay me any undue attention, and there were no "double takes". Thank god I did not have to say anything, my voice still needs a lot of work. We left and went back to the salon.
I was touching up my hair when the nail tech came in with her two sons, both of whom know me in my "boy mode". Neither paid any attention for a while, and then the 10 year old came up and asked why I was dressed as a woman. I told him I prefered to be this way. He said "OK", and wandered away. Guess he was used to his "Uncle Carol" when he lived in Oregon.
Somewhere around 3 PM a regular customer came in that I knew very well. When she was paying for her threading, she noticed me, and looked, and looked, and looked. Finally, she asked the owner if it was me, a relative of mine, or someone else. The owner told her it was me. She was OK with that, just surprised.
Sometime after that, I had a chance to sit down with Mahyda, and related that I had been uncomfortable, and yes, scared, to go to the property management company. I told her I did not get out much in public, and this was pushing what I thought I could pull off. She told me it had not been a problem at all, and that none of them expected that I would have problems in the future. She said my fears were in my head (they are). She said they all agree that if I wanted to be Kathryn full time, they would all would support it, or part time was fine with them as well. She said they all prefered me as Kathryn, but I was far more quiet and did not joke as much as Kathryn (that was a hint). I owe that part to me needing voice work. They are planning a shopping trip with me soon, and I am a little afraid, but at the same time looking forward to it.
About 4:45, I went into the back and turned back into a pumpkin. That part sucked.
I am blessed to have friends like these. Certainly I get no support at home. I probably will spend all Saturday there again as Kathryn.
Saturday at Salon
May 9th, 2010 5:20 pm MDT
Got up fairly early on Saturday to work on an upgrade to a friends Macbook. On a hunch, loaded makeup, clothes, shoes, and undies in a small suitcase and put it in the car.
Around 9:30 got a call from the owner of the salon I frequent and she said everyone wanted Kathryn to be there this morning. She said nail tech's kids would be in around 1 PM (they do not know about Kathryn). Well, I do not need to be asked twice, and about 7 minutes later was parking in the lot. And no, I am not psychic, just was hoping for a lot of luck.
Took my case in, borrowed the room they do facials in, changed, did makeup, went out and got a little help with my hair. Then the fun part of the day started.
After a little chit chat, I was running the cash register and Visa machine when customers finished. I was very concerned about this as my voice needs a ton of work.
I was dressed in a tan casual stretchy top, wearing a pushup bra - no breastforms thanks to hormones, jeans and some open toe sandals with about an inch an and a half heel. Hoped to look like all the other girls and customers, and I think I did, as no one gave me any funny stares or looks. Well, one, the makeup artist came in around 11, saw me chatting in a chair, looked again, looked again harder, and you could see the light come on. She had only seen pics of me as Kathryn. The nail tech was laughing about the expression on the artist's face.
Critque of makeup was not enough blush and needed bronzer - and she fixed me.
About 12:40 I headed into the back to change back to boy mode, came out about half hour later. Nail tech was upset. I said her kids were due in momentarily, she said so what, they have known plenty of TG people, including their Uncle Carol. Ouch, wish I had know that earlier.
Would not trade this day for anything. May have a repeat on Monday if I can. I am getting more confidence that I can be out in public as a woman and not have issues ( well the issues are mostly in my head ).
Feeling Better on a sick day
April 29th, 2010 12:26 am MDT
Was a bit under the weather, called in sick to work. Found myself alone in the house, and figured a little Kathryn time would pick me up. Did my makeup, blowdried my hair to a sort of pageboy look, and took off for the salon to visit.
All of the salon staff knows about Kathryn and have seen pictures, but only the owner has actually seen Kathryn.
I walked past some regular customers who did not not pay me any attention (can you say pass?) and who also did not recognize me, and went on in One of the stylists has been wanting to play with my hair and she got her chance. I have posted pics in he gallery named apr2010. Thought she did a nice job.
The nail tech said I looked better as a woman, and was upset that I had done my own nails. She is a real artist on nails, and does a great pedicure.
Most of the talk during the visit was girl stuff, where did I get my shoes, when are we going shopping, where do we want to go to dinner, etc. What a nice afternoon. I really felt at home.
The stylist's 30 yr old daughter was visiting at the time, and kept looking at me like she knows me but from where, it was funny when the light came on. She watched her mom do my hair and said it was a very nice job.
And yes, that is my real hair in the pics, have not worn a wig since August of last year. Now if I can just get up the courage to get my ears pierced...
I went home feeling much better.
Untitled Post
March 29th, 2010 7:37 pm MDT
I keep promising myself to update the journal, but somehow never got around to it. I am now under the care of an endocrinologist as of two weeks ago and started formal hormone therapy. Yes, I did cheat for a while on self administered, and have developed a little in all of the right places. I am on a much stronger dosage, and hope things continue. More to follow on this.
Take care all.
Miss-Adventures
November 27th, 2009 9:54 am MST
Last weekend the Salon owner ( a friend, and she does my threading) asked if I wouldn' mind being a test subject as her skin care person wanted to practice waxing men for a bikini wax. I agreed to come in Monday. I was a little nervous as I had never done this and it was in a personal area. But I showed up on time.
I was given a little thong to wear (it was VERY little) and a wrap terrycloth skirt, and laid down on the workstation. OMG, I must need my ears cleaned as it was a full BRAZILIAN wax!!! I swear they told me bikini. OK, the last remaining area of hair is now clean for a while. It was a very good job, but a little unexpected. I think I am more of a Crash Dummy than a test subject. Need to sharpen my listening skills.
Wednesday evening I had scheduled eyelash extentions to be done (sorry, just had to try, the price was right). I asked that they not be dramatic as I still work as a guy and I am not "out" at work. The lashes that were done were very lovely, very feminine, and VERY LONG. They were so nice, that I didn't want to tell them that they were way beyond what I wanted. I wnt home, locked myself in the bathroom, admired the lashes, then tried to figure out how I was going to get away with them Thanksgiving day when there was going to be a fulll of people. MAC saved the day, a little powder brushed onto the lashes concealed most of the black long lashes, and after a reapplication on Thursday, I managed to get away with it all day. Did have a nice comment on my hair color ( I did color it to remove gray ), but that was it. No one stared at me. As they say, another bullet dodged. Going to try to have them fixed today, but I also don't want to at the same time.
Sometimes I think the Salon owner ( my good friend as well ) is trying to transition me, with or without my cooperation. I am not ready for that, at least, this week anyway.
While I was waiting for the extentions, found out that the skin care person does electrolysis as well. While chatting with her, I asked about it, and it looks like I will start that soon, at least when I can gather some funding.
Have a nice Holiday Season.
Kathryn
Postscript to a Great Day
November 3rd, 2009 12:11 am MST
Went over to the Salon in the evening to assemble some furniture in advance of the Grand Opening. I was told of an upcoming party, and was specifically requested to go as Kathryn.
What a nice day. Now I have a great reason to go shopping. What to wear??? Love that problem!
Another Great Day
November 2nd, 2009 5:41 pm MST
Took a vacation day today, dropped son off at school, came home and told my SO that I was dressing today - read my previous journal entry - she stayed in the bedroom again, only comment was how much I was spending ??? lol, my recent purchases were nail hardener, and temp color remover. My hair is longer now that the pics I have posted here. I had used a temp color Saturday morning, so my grey was gone. Started first on my hair - curlers, what a concept! Got under the dryer (bonnet), and started my nails. Several goofs as I had not done this since Labor Day.
Got my makeup on, got the curlers out, wow, liked the hair. Put on a tee, hoodie, capris, low heel open toe nice sandals, and made for the car (who wants to just sit around).
A friend of mine who does my threading and has taught me makeup tips is in the process of opening her own salon. I called to see if she was in (she was ) and asked if I could come by. She agreed, as she has never seen me dressed, only pics. I got there about noon. I think I must have done a good job as she appeared to be genuinely astonished at my appearance. She said I could easily pass, and then critiqued the makeup ( only a couple of minor flaws ). She commented on my clothes, said I had picked well, would totally blend in with all the other women out and about.
My self confidence has gone sky high. Now to work on my voice. Think the light at the end of the tunnel is in sight and is not an oncoming train.
I know that for some of you, this seems a little bland, as you have been out and about for years, but some of us have dealt with fears and insecurities for a while. I hope thru this I can give others encouragment to take the plunge and step out.
For all my sisters here in So Calif, this salon is very TG friendly and I highly recommend it. Threading is awesome and beats waxing the eyebrows or plucking. They have a $3000 pedicure chair that I highly recommend, nice little jacuzzi tub for your feet. Email me if you want to know address/phone number.
With higher confidence in myself as an emerging woman,
Kathryn
May 8, Threading Day
May 12th, 2009 9:16 pm MDT
For about 11 months, I have been getting my eyebrows threaded. Over time, they have been thinned, and slightly arched ( well the person doing this does nearly all women, so she sort of does it only one way - fine by me).
I went to her shop Friday after work and asked her to do a slight better match on the arch on my right side to match the arch on my left. She looked hard at the right side, looked at the left and said OK.
When she was done and I was paying, she mentioned that I should let my eybrows get a little thicker as they were fairly thin. I said (gulp) 'Oh no, they are just fine the way they are." She said "Really?", and I said that I do not always dress as a man. That surprised her ( after 11 months ), but she did not make any bad comments. I mentioned that on her business card that she advertised doing makeup and asked if it was possible to have a lesson on makeup. She called a friend of hers and we set up an appointment for Saturday at her shop.
Full time womanhood is looking better and better. Have no idea why I have been afraid to ask for all these years.
May 4th
May 12th, 2009 9:07 pm MDT
Went after work to pick up my wig. The owners daughter was there and asked if I wanted to try it on to see how the blocking went. Wow, I like this place. She was very helpful and as she was moving bits of the wig into place, asked if I go out. I said yes, and she gave me some useful tips on pinning the wig to my natural hair.
May 2nd 2009
May 12th, 2009 9:05 pm MDT
I am an Ebay shopper. I am scared to go to a store and shop for womens clothes, makeup, etc. So I shop Ebay. I have received a lot of nice clothes, and some clothes I would not dry my car with.
I decided that enough was enough, gathered up my courage, and with my nerves on end I went shopping in Santa Ana for a wig. Yes, in person and not electronically.
I went to World of Wigs, found the owner behind the counter and said I was there to purchase a wig. She looked at me and then at the womens section and asked if I had a particular style in mind. Wow, no judgment, no bad comments.
I spent the next 45 minutes trying on different styles and ended up getting a very nice wig. The wig was left to be blocked for Monday pickup.
Well, I was in heaven. Did a little more minor shopping for home things and went home.
I got the idea that I was having a good day, so why not go for more. I went to a Salon that I used to have threading done and told the guy behind the counter that I wanted to have a woman's hair style that I could brush/comb back to boy mode and would that be possible. He said, "of course", said wait, and went away.
He returned and took me to a stylist. She looked at my hair (had not been cut since late October) and we started discussing styles. NOT MENS STYLES !!! Only womens. Thought I had gone to heaven.
I go back in a few weeks. The stylist really wants to give me a light perm and color my hair. Not sure if my work would approve that one. We did discuss temporary color and I might do that this summer on some vacation time. My SO will probably kill me if I am a woman for a week. OK, I am hooked.
April 28 Surprise
May 12th, 2009 8:48 pm MDT
I have probably a very typical home life. My Significant Other knows I dress, but does not like it, endorse it, or does she want to see me as a woman.
I had to leave work to sign some papers at my son's high school. Decided to stay at home and get dolled up. I was completley made up and dressed in my favorite Oscar De La Renta skirt, when I heard the garage door start to open.
Panic. I am in full makeup, my nails are done, and I have a bloue, skirt, nylons, wedge heels, and jewelry on. Didn't think I could get all of this off in 45 seconds. So I found a little courage and met her at the door in my finest.
Well, other than an initial comment that she came home to work from home (month end), she went to the master bedroom without any further comments.
I waited about 15 minutes, and went in to talk to her. That was a non happening event. She said the room was hers and would I leave.
I really like being a woman and did not want to change back to "boy" mode, so I spent the rest of the day as a woman.
Amazingly, there were no adverse comments (or any) regarding this that day or later.
