Friday, June 25, 2010

summertime blues… no more

1006251 Summer was my favorite season until I began going out en femme in the late 1980s.

Back then, going out en femme meant attending support group meetings. However, there were no meetings during the summer because the meeting hall was not air-conditioned and the fear was that the average femulator in wig, makeup, and foundation garments, would melt away without air-conditioning.

I bought into the summer meltdown theory and did not dress en femme during the summer. As a result, I could not wait for summer to end so that I could start dressing again in the fall and I began to hate summers.

In the ensuing years, I had a few occasions to go out en femme on hot summer-like days in the spring and fall and lo and behold, I discovered that I did not melt away like the Wicked Witch of the West. I did glisten, but the heat was never a deal-breaker. So my attitude gradually changed and now I no longer shun summer forays en femme.

More significantly, I realized that genetic women can not pick and choose which days to be women; they are women in all kinds of weather. So, if I am truly the woman that I feel that I am, I must be that woman in rain, snow, sleet, hail, and heat, as well as on nice mild sunny days.


  1. Plus, summertime fashions can be SO CUTE! :-)

  2. I only casually crossdress, and typically that does not include the summertime. Heat + makeup and long hair is not fun

  3. I also find hot-weather dressing difficult...unlike real girls I can't do the sleeveless look or go bra-less.

  4. Going bra-less in the summer is no fun. Your boobs stick to your chest and you can develop a heat rash.

  5. I never really gave it any thought until I read this post.
    Guess I am a true woman at heart or at least my brain is wired as a woman.