tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483143481224034343.post9029380455163983675..comments2023-10-15T13:50:42.427-07:00Comments on From "Me" to "Mandy": "It" happened. And, "I'd rather be wearing a skirt!"Mandy Shermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01547323395921637440noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483143481224034343.post-40453782132221715252013-11-15T13:03:29.325-08:002013-11-15T13:03:29.325-08:00I've been at this for a while, too, just not a...I've been at this for a while, too, just not as long as you. That's a "whole 'nother story" though!<br /><br />Without "pushing the envelope" a bit over the past 20-plus years, I know I wouldn't be this far along. Thankfully the better half has generally been somewhat adaptable, though her recent medical issues have seriously slowed that progress. <br /><br />The fact that I wear women's clothes from head to toe every day (except not dresses or skirts in public), and that she now tolerates us being mistaken for two women when we are out and about, is wonderful, and a major accomplishment. <br /><br />At some point, I hope that the "final frontier" can be crossed. However, I'm not willing to "risk it all" in order to bet on gaining that acceptance. And even if it doesn't happen, Mandy will still find time to be herself on occasion.<br /><br />Thanks, I need all the luck I can get with the size 12 issue! But it eventually will work out. I'll post what happens once the shoes arrive, and maybe a picture or two.<br /><br />Good luck to you - with the wife's continuing to accept that dressing is a part of your very "being." Hopefully, she will become more and more tolerant of you being "the whole you," as time goes on.<br /><br />If I can find a rail event in Philly that can be reached by Amtrak next year, maybe we can finally meet!<br /><br />Later,<br /><br />Mandy<br />Mandy Shermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01547323395921637440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483143481224034343.post-39854782814668266012013-11-15T06:04:15.968-08:002013-11-15T06:04:15.968-08:00I often think that the slowness of my coming out i...I often think that the slowness of my coming out is a record in CD history. I am 61 and have been slowing emerging for 50 years. I see pressing the envelope with my wife as the natural progression of things. She has accepted that my dressing is part of who I am...perhaps the better part of who I am. <br />Good luck with the shoes and it surely seems that your wife has learned that tolerance is the best approach.<br />Patscalesmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07405121500560615820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483143481224034343.post-70578666330236979802013-11-14T13:48:15.393-08:002013-11-14T13:48:15.393-08:00Thanks for the thoughtful comments!
I never real...Thanks for the thoughtful comments! <br /><br />I never really thought about splitting the long post up...but youj’re right, it could have been done that way. I split the vacation post because each section was a natural break, unto itself. But in the future, I'll try splitting!<br /><br />I did more shoe shopping today - in the town where Mom's nursing home is located. One of the stores was a strike-out. The other store produced a pair that may work - a name brand at a good price! I'll be ordering a couple other pairs on their website, and keep the one pair out of three that works best. BTW, the better half thought they look very nice. Another interplay, another mood swing.... This experiment sounds like it might be fodder for an upcoming post...<br /><br />Yes, the "it' meeting was good, in a way. As I mentioned, I really knew it was bound to happen, and in reality, it's likely to happen again someday. Odds are - later rather than sooner, but one never knows. And if they noticed my femme attire, it may well be a positive for the future, making it less of a neighbor issue. Gossip-mongering may be on hold here for a while, though...a Medevac flight hauled another nearby resident out today. Having a cross-dresser for a neighbor will most likely be fairly low on the gossip agenda!<br /><br />Sounds like your wife is reacting OK with your private dressing. That's encouraging. I've made it this far, by "pushing the envelope" and letting her toleration expand as needed. Hopefully it will work for you as well!<br /><br />But in the meanwhile, till things open up a bit more on this end, "Mandy has suitcase, and will travel!)<br /><br />Mandy<br />Mandy Shermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01547323395921637440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483143481224034343.post-80259219559416219872013-11-14T09:02:03.664-08:002013-11-14T09:02:03.664-08:00This was a monumentally good post. It should have...This was a monumentally good post. It should have been 3-4 separate posts. Ilike your out and about adventures as you teeter between femme mode and andro mode.<br /><br />I can enjoy and appreciate the ongoing interplay between you and your wife. At this point in my life I think that my wife is becoming imune to my wearing pantyhose at all times and sleeping in a nightgown and the fact that if we are home alone I may opt to go the full nine yards with wig, dress, makeup and heels. She also knows that I would want to get out but does not know that I have been out many times while dressed that she is not aware of. Like your better half her tolerance level tends to ebb and flow. <br /><br />That was more than an interesting meeting you had with your neighbors. Odd that you would think that being over an hour away you would not run into people you know. My sense of things is that they see you often enough with your hair and nails, stirrups, pantyhose and purse to have simply come to expect that you are somewhat gender fluid. As such it is not a big deal for them if they did notice the makeup, , jewelry, hose, skirt and heels. They know you as you...a good neighbor. You are friendly and they have come to simply accept you regardless of the extent of your femme expression.<br /><br />I think that at the end of the day the "it" event will be more of a positive than a negative.<br />Patscalesmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07405121500560615820noreply@blogger.com