I spent most of the day en femme on Wednesday.
I shopped in the morning, which I detailed in my previous post. In the afternoon, I spent a few hours at a local college to speak to a class taught by my good friend Patty.
I arrived at the college (Lincoln College of New England) about 20 minutes early, parked my car and sat in it waiting for a break in the rain. The longer I waited, the harder the rain fell, so I finally gave into Mother Nature, opened my umbrella and walked to the administration building, where an administrator directed me to the correct classroom building.
There were about 20 to 25 students in the class, approximately a 4:1 female-to-male ratio.
After a brief introduction, I gave my speech, which was basically my "No More Closets" post from last week. I had the post printed out and in my hand to refer to it in case I got stuck. But I amazed myself and completed the whole speech only referring to the printout at the very end because I wanted to repeat two lines in the last two paragraphs exactly as I wrote them.
I spoke for about 15 minutes and then took questions from the class.
Some of the questions were the same or similar to ones I received when I spoke to civilians in the past.
Some of the questions were unique, for example:
What is my male name?
How did I learn to do my makeup?
How did I start crossdressing?
How often do I dress like a male? [The student asking this question mistakenly assumed that I dress most of the time as a female. (I wish!)]
Do I have more female clothes than male clothes?
How many pairs of shoes do I own?
What is my e-mail address and the URL of my blog?
I received a couple of unsolicited comments from the students including "You look very nice," and "You don't look your age." (I really appreciate those comments as I begin my 7th decade on the planet Earth.) Also, an observer commented, "This is the best class I've sat in on all semester."
So again, I did my little part trying to inform civilians about transgenders. I hope I was successful.