So, Last Night I Came Out Again (By Mistake)
Well, for starters, I’ll let it be known that I’m still in the closet with my crossdressing. I’ll still have a quick public outing here or there but I’m still not quite known as THE local crossdresser just yet.
To be honest, I don’t see that changing any time in the future and I’ve been fine with that for a while now. My en femme crossdressing world colliding with my “real” world with my friends and family is not a reality I wish to happen. Believe me, I’ve mulled it over and even sought advice about it and came to the conclusion that maybe they are best apart. And that is OK.
So that said, last night I happened to be doing my little dress-up thing and, while I don’t always go full makeup, I almost always put lipstick on. I usually like some kind of bright pink or burgundy shade and I happened to swipe on a fuscia color that I love. Well, of course at some point I had to get back into to boy-mode, then run down to the “mini mart” store nearby my apartment building and get a few items for dinner.
Off went the femmy clothes, on went the pants and sweatshirt and off out the door I went.
As I am about to arrive at the store, I walked past a guy staring at me like he recognized me. Odd, I thought since I didn’t recognize him but as I opened the door to the store, it triggered a sudden sheer terror in me that I forgot to remove my lipstick. The clerk (who know me) saw me enter then quickly look down and leave as I did an awkward run-walk back home where I then removed that bright beautiful fuscia shade right off.