I went this Saturday because my investment advisor said he was going with a friend of his and that I was welcome to go with them. We had to park across from the entrance and walk not more than a block, but it was so windy that if I hadn't taken my wife's advice and brought a scarf to hold my hair in place I would have had to chase my wig down the street.
My advisors friend had never met me or anyone like me before and obviously had some type of a discussion about me before picking me up, the advisor asked me to explain why I dressed and since my advisor had often visited my business he was able to concur with the way people would treat me, which made it more comprehendible for his friend to try to understand my (Particular) reasons for cross dressing.
We went into the center, they had brought lunch and wanted to eat before walking the show, I told them I'd go ahead and meet them when we were ready to leave. As I got to the top of the escalator, the first vender I ran into was a lady I had talked with last year, she was so happy to see me and even remember my name, she asked if she could have a picture of me too, we talked a couple minutes and I went into the show.
I was dressed to blend but in my Louise style, I had a nice form fitting but not to tight jean dress on, a leopard print top and brown 2 1/2 inch HH boots on. I know I was drawing a lot of attention and due to that, people tended to scrutinize me a little closer and most were able to "make" me (I love that), why go out cross dressed if no one knows you are.
Everyone who I noticed who noticed me would smile (mostly women) and then would shake their partners arm and nod over towards me, I was going to say something a couple times, like, would you like my picture, but just kept going, they weren't being rude, mostly interested in what I was about.
I walked around for about 3 1/2 hours, my feet were starting to feel it, so I decided to go out to the lobby area and find a seat and rest. There were hundreds of people walking back and forth , not many noticed me or cared if they did. A group of 4 guys passed me, the tallest one (6'3 or so) fixated on me, I looked and rolled my eye's as if to say "Oh Brother", I sat waiting for my ride to show up, about 15 minuets later someone whispers into my ear "here's my number, call me later", it was the tall guy who must have ditched his friends in order to come back with his phone number, I just said thanks.
My advisors friend had never met me or anyone like me before and obviously had some type of a discussion about me before picking me up, the advisor asked me to explain why I dressed and since my advisor had often visited my business he was able to concur with the way people would treat me, which made it more comprehendible for his friend to try to understand my (Particular) reasons for cross dressing.
We went into the center, they had brought lunch and wanted to eat before walking the show, I told them I'd go ahead and meet them when we were ready to leave. As I got to the top of the escalator, the first vender I ran into was a lady I had talked with last year, she was so happy to see me and even remember my name, she asked if she could have a picture of me too, we talked a couple minutes and I went into the show.
I was dressed to blend but in my Louise style, I had a nice form fitting but not to tight jean dress on, a leopard print top and brown 2 1/2 inch HH boots on. I know I was drawing a lot of attention and due to that, people tended to scrutinize me a little closer and most were able to "make" me (I love that), why go out cross dressed if no one knows you are.
Everyone who I noticed who noticed me would smile (mostly women) and then would shake their partners arm and nod over towards me, I was going to say something a couple times, like, would you like my picture, but just kept going, they weren't being rude, mostly interested in what I was about.
I walked around for about 3 1/2 hours, my feet were starting to feel it, so I decided to go out to the lobby area and find a seat and rest. There were hundreds of people walking back and forth , not many noticed me or cared if they did. A group of 4 guys passed me, the tallest one (6'3 or so) fixated on me, I looked and rolled my eye's as if to say "Oh Brother", I sat waiting for my ride to show up, about 15 minuets later someone whispers into my ear "here's my number, call me later", it was the tall guy who must have ditched his friends in order to come back with his phone number, I just said thanks.
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