Being Out

A collection of experiences about crossdressing, and being open about it with friends, family and co-workers


I haven’t dressed up at all since this incident (although not because of it – mostly because I’ve been BUSY, and then kind of sick for a while. Damn immune system). However, we had a work event just yesterday, and it seemed like a good day for it. It turned out it really wasn’t :S It was hot and humid and I was sweating like a fat, moist, girthy pig. That said, someone did manage a good pic of me somehow :D So, I’m calling it a victory :D EDIT: BONUS PIC

Been a slow few months, but got a new pic ...



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As I sometimes do, I dress up to work. It’s not a big deal. This day didn’t start off any different than most others. I set my alarm half an hour earlier than usual to make sure I had enough time to get ready. The night before I’d pre-trimmed body hair down so that shaving in the morning would be quicker. I was opting for a jeans + tunic look, and was going to experiment with a lighter make-up look (and let me tell you, those few minutes saved by not having to shave my legs or do my eye-liner VERY […]

A harassment story.





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I remember reading an article a while ago about how coming out doesn’t just happen once, but that it’s a continuous process of self-revelation each and every time you meet new people. I guess it must have struck a chord with me, because I found my self thinking about it recently as some circumstances at work are changing, and I feel like I’m coming out as a crossdresser to people again.

Coming out as a crossdresser – over and over again.



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Maybe if you’ve been paying attention you’ve noticed that I’m out to everyone publicly, and have been dressed to work events on a few separate occasions. What might not be abundantly clear, mostly because I haven’t really spoken about it a great deal, is that I’ve actually been going in to work dressed fairly regularly for the better part of a year now. I’ll let that sink in a bit. I have been dressing up… at work… fairly regularly.

Being out, and dressing, at work.



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So, my job’s kind of cool inasmuch as they have lots of somewhat large parties where people dress up (You’ve probably noticed). Ever since the first one I dressed up at (which was scary, but a necessary step in my eventual coming out of the CD closet and having people see this as a NORMAL, NON-PERVERTED HUMAN ACTIVITY), it’s become somewhat expected that at each costume party type affair, I’ll be dressed up like a lady. And that’s fine. I’m happy to fill that role :D So, the theme of the Christmas party was “France”… Little bit of a broad […]

Christmas Party – En Francais!