I was unsure whether to do this, but in the end thought “what the hell, why not try”.
Went to breakfast in the hotel wearing a dress, the same outfit I had worn to the queer bar.
This felt so much more exposing and uncomfortable than the queer bar or dinner.
It was daylight, crowded, a mix of work trips and families and a man in a dress in that environment is completely incongruous.
It may have been better if I had a different outfit, but I had only taken the one dress with me. It is probably a bit more “night out” than breakfast.
Staff were fine, and most people ignored me or didn’t notice. One little girl stared and a middle aged fat man actually walked away rather than stand next to me at the buffet. Hilarious.
Going back up to my room, there was a young couple who clocked me and I heard them comment. Then we got in the lift and she couldn’t stop giggling. Rude! Then two families got in the lift. It’s really hard to hide and be inconspicuous in a lift, so that was an uncomfortable minute or so.
I’m actually grateful to the people who were blatantly disgusted or amused by me because they showed me what it feels like to face prejudice when being openly trans and not passing. It’s not pleasant, but it shows me that I can deal with it just fine. Do I actually care about their opinions? Nope. Does it hurt me? Nope. Is it annoying and rude? Yes, but I am above that.
In some ways, this was the hardest outing en femme that I have ever done, but also the most important, because it is the closest to facing normal situations in everyday life as a non-passing trans woman and so gives me an insight into how that would feel
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