Trans 101

Educating "civilians" is an intregal part of my existence on occasion. One of those occasions was last night.
A group of three men and one woman were sitting close to me. I knew very quickly they knew I was trans and heard a few of the not so complimentary quotes.
Typically, when something like this happens I will just stay.  If they don't like me that is their problem. My rule is if I don't cause any problems for the place I'm in, I'm OK.
In a short period of time, both the woman in the group and I had to use the restroom. As we washed up she was playing with her hair and said nothing. We left and went back to our seats.
In a shorter period of time she switched her seat to the empty one beside me and the questions started.
The usual ones. What gender am I. Why do I live like this etc. No problem. I attempted to explain a gender fluid existence and the fact I was more female than male between the ears.
She then shifted the conversation into wanting to see my male self. Every once in a while this comes up and is rejected.
To the amazement of the others, we made the "girl" trip to the bathroom two more times and she made the obligatory "your boobs are bigger than mine" comment.
I just hope she took something positive back from the experience!
I will add my ideas later!

Love at First Sight?

As narcissistic and selfish as it may sound, I have fallen in love with that woman in the mirror who is me. As with most quick relationships, love turned to lust and then to reality.
As reality set in and my sorority membership started to become validated, my image became more complex.
As the same people saw me in the same situation multiple times, I was restricted in how I could change hair colors for example.
I have said it myself. Change is so much a part of a woman's looks. She can cut, dye and extend her hair. I found  I could do the same...by accident. I've told the story of my two dark hairstyles which are the same length. One is wavy and the other is very straight. Without hesitation I learned to tell inquisitive women my hair was naturally wavy which I didn't like and I have it straightened. Knowing full well most women never like their hair the way it is.
My many trips to wig stores over the years even provided me with yet another alternative. I have a short version of the straight hair and my story to go with it. Hair extensions on occasion give me the longer look.
On occasion, all of this hair talk makes me feel uncomfortable about the honesty of it all. It just happens so naturally and quickly it just seems right somehow.
The truly enjoyable fun part of the experience is that I am a huge fan of hair.  Hair is sexy, attractive and is even powerful. My three styles have given me an all important outlet for change and on occasion one or all of the above!

Party Down?

One of few remaining cis-female long term friends I have has been pushing me to meet with her.  "I need to talk to you!" is the quote.
I like her a lot...she is one of the few women I know who shares much of the same life experience (non gender related). In addition, she is very quick intellectually and we share the same off the wall sense of humor.
I almost got out of guy drag and let her meet my real self nearly a year ago and didn't.
I'm considering meeting her as me in a pub I've gone to in guy drag for at least 25+ years.
I just don't know if all are ready for the "coming out party"!