WOW! It have been a while since I posted. A lot has happened since my last post. The greatest fear for most cross dressers is the front door, opening it up and walking out. Letting others see the other side of us. As I said earlier, I'm new to cross dressing and come to it late in life, although the signs of it have been there for years, it was suppressed and hidden away. I suspect that there are a lot out there that were just like me, hiding not just from the world but themselves as well.

So where is this all leading, well, Bobbie has crossed that boundary of the front door and ventured out into the world. The first time was to get a wig and a makeover (with my SO, by the way). This was the best and most thoughtful present I had ever received. This first outing was my first tentative exploration of the outside world, and I cheated... It was late in the year and I wore a pair of my jeans, a tank top, and a pair of cute heels. My breast forms were home made (knitted, to be exact), and I wore a man's shirt over it. The shop we went to was in a city about 60 miles away, they specialize in wigs and makeup (It's a full-service salon too) for people that are going through medical issues that may have caused them the loss of their hair. She also caters to the CD/TG/TS communities. I have never been made to feel so comfortable in my life. The owner helped me with finding just the right wig and when the one I liked the best was out of my price range, styled a less expensive wig to approximate the one I liked. The girl that did my makeup was fantastic and took the time to show me how it was done... It was fantastic...