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Well, it was bound to happen…I’ve only recently started going out in broad daylight as myself (i.e. Lexi). The first attempt was, in my mind, very successful! So feeling emboldened, the next weekend I set out to run some errands en femme, including a thrift store stop to pick up a spring jacket. Since I was wearing a mask, I figured just a little concealer around the eyes and mascara would be enough makeup, but perhaps I’m getting overconfident.
Anyway, the cashier at one point referred to me as “sir.” It happened so fast I didn’t quite realize it at first! Now, I should be clear, I was wearing tight-fitting black skinny jeans and my new boots with 3″ heels (not too tall, I think) my long brown wig, and like I said, eye makeup. Now, I’m not naive enough to believe that I wouldn’t be clocked as male, but what surprised me (on further reflection) was, what made this person think, dressed like I was, that I wanted to be referred to as “sir?” I get it, I’m sure it’s tricky for people these days, but I feel pretty strongly that my look wasn’t androgynous. It could’ve been more over-the-top femme, but I didn’t want to stand out on a Saturday morning! But maybe that’s what it takes to let people know who we are…
Anyway, I’m sure it won’t be the last time! And just to put a pin in it, I got in my car, put on lipstick and took a few selfies. Made me feel loads better!
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