My doctor took me off my hyper tension medication and wanted to recheck my pressure. I had arrived at his office a few minuets early a lady patient came in and sat across from me, I was dressed in a tight pair of stretch form fitting Gloria Vanderbilt jeans and a woman's tank top also form fitting. As a guy I'm built pretty good, many people think I send all day in a gym, but contrary too that I haven't lifted since I was 16 although I race bike, that keeps me fit.
I noticed this lady kept looking at me and smiling, but not in a patronizing way because of my attire, but more as if she was attracted to me, she was nice, but not really my interest. A few minuets later a couple other women came in for their appointments. The younger one had a very interesting tattoo on her foot, I mentioned to her that my wife's girl friend just had one done and she said it hurt like hell, she confirmed it did hurt and she had it done to cover another one up, she also mentioned she had her rib cage done too, but wanted to avoid areas that would be exposed to the public like arms or neck because of fear of being judged, she also added that being tattooed can be addictive.
I felt we had a some cohesion because of my compulsion to cross dress and shared some of my Louise pictures I carry in my "man bag". She got a big smile on her face and said one of her best friends is a "Drag Queen" in Del and he looks great, but loved my look too. I explained there was a difference between DQ's and CD's but she was already aware that many "straight" men love to CD. She was called in the exam room before I had a chance to give her my card, I'm sure she has some interesting friends.
Back to the other Lady, she had been called in earlier and my exam was very quick so we were both done at the same time. We walked out together and a conversation I initiated by mentioning the Calypso music that had been on the radio and her stating to the receptionist her recent visit to Jamaica. She then mentioned that she was very impressed by my physique which of course caused me to say my Twin Sister was built exactly like I was and I took out one of my pictures, of course she wanted to be polite and said, wow, she is built, I had to laugh when I said, it's me.
Her comment was "here I am looking at you as a very macho guy I wanted to meet and look at you", she went on "I love it". Long story short, she has my card.
Contrary to many cross dressers who tend to remain closeted, I want to share my other side. Of course, I'm not the only one who is comfortable doing that. I think it pretty much has to do with your apperiance and comfort as to your presentation and the number of times you've been in public in traditional enviorments. I don't pretend I pass although I've been told I do, I know some CD's are almost totally passable and if a person isn't paying attention they would never know.
I know and feel I look OK. But for me ACCEPTANCE is more important, and I seem to be universally accepted in any environment.
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