Part of CrossDressing is about shopping at the right places at the right prices. Lets hear about your shopping habbits gurls!
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I can pinpoint the exact moment I switched from needing an excuse, to not giving a flying...
It was a couple of days before I was due to go out for the very first time ever as Debbie. I was nervous enough about that. I needed a jacket (this was pre-arms-waxed days), because although the hair on my arms was short, my wife (who didn't know back then, but MUST have had some idea) likes hair. On men. It was also a little nippy, being September. So I wanted a jacket.
I'd tried on-line without finding one I liked, so in desperation I went to Matalan, excuses at the ready and had a high speed look around. I didn't see anything. I did the same at TX MAXX.
I was in New Look next to my office block on September 14th 2012, around lunch time. I know this, as it was the day before I was due to go out, and I was no desperate.
I had to find it in New Look. I had no more time. I decided to not race round. I just walked around. I looked. And I found the perfect jacket. I found it.
But would it fit?
At that moment, I realised I didn't care what other people thought any more. So I tried the jacket on. In the middle of the shop. Nobody cared.
Since then, I've realised, that in general...people don't care. I don't use excuses, I don't worry about browsing.
The only downside with this sudden revelation is that in the past 2 months I've gone from a bedroom CD to a full blown out and about TV.
I know they said it was a slippery slope, but Jeeze! At this rate, my New Year's resolution will be to go to the GRC!
I used to just say "it's for my wife". Now I tell the truth that it is for me. One time when I was shopping at "The Avenue" I was being helped by a great and talkative sales associate who said she was glad that I told her the truth because they always know anyway. Think about it....dealing with customers all day, every day....it doesn't surprise me that they know who we are really buying for.
I just don't make any excuses and if they get sacastic and ask if that's for me, I just say "yeah!, it is actually. ".
Sod doing the pound shop thing, I like proper girl shopping. Whenever I go into town with anyone and I wander-off somewhere they know they can probably find me in the lingerie & nightwear or dresses section in BHS or Debenhams.
when I cared if people knew, if I was asked I would say it was for the wife. Now I don't give a hoot. I don't usually shop en femme but I do shop in a mix of men's and women's clothes, just enough to garner a "look". No one has said a thing, and it's none of their business anyway. I have tried on clothes at the store, there is no law against a man trying on women's clothes as far as I know, if they wont let you use the women's fitting room then use the men's.
Pay careful attention to what the assistant does while you are stuttering out excuses. They have that glazed bored, whatever, look. They are so not interested. I've given up trying to push excuses at people who aren't listening. Now I just ask for what I want and if they want to chat (showing they are friendly) I tell the truth.
Looking back now, I can't believe that I wrote that thirteen months ago.
Since then, I've even been shopping in a dress.
I've just been looking back through my old pictures, and I'm a bit flabbergasted! From having the curtains closed in May 2012, to walking on the beach in Anglesey in July 2012, to my first night out in September 2012, to *that* weekend in November 2012, and joining the wives-who-know-club in December 2012, the second half of last year was quite eventful! 2013 saw me starting to go out in day light to places where the straight people roam, and in May 2013, one year on from my original post on this ... I walked into Wigan town centre and did some clothes shopping.