There' Hope
In the beginning, their exist the question will I pass? Every crossdresser , I have known and probably there are thousands of others in the closet who ask the same question
Actually the answer is who cares, enjoy and have fun for isn't it the reason for dressing up in the first place. To remove the stress and strain of living. However in the beginning, embarrassment, guilt and secrecy play a much bigger role. Especially if one is married. In this regard, Honesty is the answer, for in my practice as a Transgender Counselor I have witnessed the consequences of denial and the effects of getting caught either by her finding pits and pieces of your wardrobe or finding her clothing messed up or out of place.
Initially when I started, I plead guilty to all these practices only to be discovered initially by my mother who came home early one day unannounced as seen in the account of a wedding dress lent to my sister for her fall wedding.
. One weekend that summer, my sister and mother were seeing whether the gown needed to be altered. I noticed that it was made of heavy white satin with an empire waist, puffed sleeves and high neckline. The skirt fell to the floor and was held out by many petticoats. The tiara was attached to a train, which then drifted off the shoulders and fell to the floor. Since it fit her quite well, she hung it up in her closet. I knew immediately, that I would try it on when ever I had the first opportunity; It was to my mind and soul stunningly beautiful. Later that summer, she decided that she would prefer something new, something she could then pass down to her children. The dress remained in her closet for the better part of the summer.
One day, when the house was quiet, I realized the time had come to try it on and see how I would look as a blushing bride. So I proceeded to put on the long white slip and the three petticoats that were hanging with the gown. I then took down the wedding dress and brought it downstairs, where there was much more room, and put it on. To my amazement, it fit very well. With my safety pin technique, I was able to zip it up the back. At that point, disaster struck, as the chain broke loose from the clasp and came away in my hand.. I said to myself, "Oh well, I will have to find another way to unzip it when I am ready to take it off." I felt so beautiful and I loved the feel of it! I walked into mother's bedroom to get some hairpins to attach the tiara and train in place, and then finding my sister's makeup, I put on the eye shadow, mascara and rouge, as I had done before, and finished by applying a burgundy lipstick. I then put on the dangling rhinestone earrings and the matching necklace. I waltzed back into the room and gazed at myself in the mirror feeling terrific-until I noticed my mother's startled countenance looking back at me in the mirror. Surprisingly she didn't faint or yell. All she said was, "My, you look like a beautiful bride, and just like your sister."
However the next incident occurred much later by my first wife who discovered her drawers and clothing were not in the same order she had them in. After counseling she decided that it was too much to cope with and so the marriage ended in divorce. So much for secrecy,
Initially life in the closet is not that simple and yes you will not look that attractive initially, for it takes time. However, by following these simple suggestions on style and preparation you will achieve what you desire: