By Jocelyn Johnson
It has been over five months since I have presented myself female in the neighbourhood. I know I am transgender, but home circumstances prevent me from dressing in typical womenswear except on the rare occasion.
An opportunity arose this week in November (before temperatures plunge and snow builds up) to go out looking like the woman I am.
I was going to be completely appropriate wearing leggings, sweater and flats, while performing normal activities. But you know I love to wear a skirt or dress and I couldn’t resist having a few pictures and videos done. So I started with a skirt and 3” Mary Jane heels. What a wonderful feeling! During the photo shoot a pair of ladies walked by and we exchanged pleasantries.
I then changed into the leggings and comfortable shoes.
I went to the Salvation Army Thrift Store and donated some old dresses, skirts, blouse and 3” shoes.
My next stop was the LGBTQ2S+ help centre. I was going to see what services they provide to the Trans community. It is a friendly drop-in-centre for people and family who need support or counselling. When I got there, I found out just two days earlier it stopped being a drop-in-centre; basically closed except by appointment only. This was very disappointing.
What’s a girl to do? So I strolled main street doing some window shopping, and then off to the British pub for some wine and lunch.
My waitress was very nice, and the blokes (I was going to say gentlemen, but it is a British pub) were accepting of this lady in their presence. After a glass of wine and a salad I was on my way.
The last time I went window shopping and having lunch I was the only woman wearing a skirt. That is why this time I wore leggings with flats; I wanted to blend in. Wouldn’t you know it, I saw a very well dressed woman in a skirt suit and heels. She was dressed for business, and probably wondering why she was the only one in a skirt. It should have been me, as well.
My outing ended with short walk by the bay, in the sunshine and warmth of a fall day.
It was fabulous to be out and being me.