Saturday, November 2, 2013

Working as a Woman

Source: Me Returning to work on Friday after working as a woman on Thursday was a non-issue.

One co-worker mentioned that there was a woman in my cubicle on Thursday and I retorted that I kicked her out of my cubicle. Ha ha!

Another co-worker commented that I was much taller dressed as a woman. When I explained that I was wearing 4-1/2-inch heels, he said maybe he should start wearing heels, too. (He is by far the shortest male at work.)

Also, I visited the lab technician who did not recognize me on Thursday and she remarked, "Good job."


Nice things I noted working as a woman on Thursday:

The ladies' room is much nicer than the men's room. It is cleaner and there is a pleasant air scent in the ladies' room that is lacking in the men's room.

The guys at work treated me as a lady. Do they see a woman and automatically act a certain way? For example, after lunch, I washed my dish and as I was returning to my cubicle, the dish slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor. A young engineer saw me bending down, struggling in my heels trying to pick up the pieces and offered to help me. I gladly accepted his offer. Maybe I am wrong, but I doubt that I would have received the same offer if I was in boy mode.


Annoying things I noted working as a woman on Thursday:

Typing at my computer keyboard and using the touch screen of my iPhone with long fingernails takes some getting used to.

Mysteriously, I ran one of my thigh highs. It was no big deal because the run was on the inner side of my leg and did not show, but it was annoying because I have no idea what caused it.


Putting in an 8-hour day working as a woman requires maintenance. Before I went out during my lunch hour, I visited the ladies' room to fix my hair and makeup and I did the same later in the afternoon.

Coincidentally, Daily Makeover's post yesterday was "How to Refresh Your Makeup in 3 Minutes or Less." I recommend reading it to all you working girls.


Last week, Apple released a new version of the iPhone operating system (iOs 7) and after I installed it, I thought that the quality of the Camera app photos had deteriorated.

I first noticed the problem at One Big Event last Saturday when photo after photo looked dark and a little blurry. I chalked it up to operator error and forgot about it until Thursday at work when my boss used my iPhone to take photos of me and they also came out dark and blurry.

When I returned to my desk, I researched the Internet to find out if this was a known anomaly and if there was a fix for it.

Here is a fix I found that seemed to take care of the problem: Go to Settings > General > Restrictions and make sure Allow: Camera is on.

Your mileage may vary, but that fix worked for me.

Source: eBay
West Point cadets femulating on stage 100 years ago.

Source: Victoria’s Secret
Wearing Victoria’s Secret.


  1. Sounds like such a fun day, I would love to go to work like that someday. Way to go

  2. You may have gotten that help with the dish because you were struggling in your heels... maybe he would have helped a man who was unsteady on his feet? Say, with a leg injury?

  3. you looked great and i am glad to hear it all worked out for you - i am jealous

  4. Envy you and your work situation. I have not been in a work place like that for far too long. And I'm not surprised by the "different" treatment you got - some times it takes a skirt to bring out the gentleman.

  5. I think that people do react differently to me as woman, generally much better, nicer kinder, more friendly. What caused the run in your stockings? life! If I a out for a full day, or longer I now always carry a spare, I have been grateful so many times

  6. You look great and it sounds like you really enjoyed your day.

    One of the (many) things I'm curious about. When I'm out and about as Linda, I act a little differently than when I'm in male mode. I don't think it's intentional (except for my voice), but I'm a slightly different person. It's not like a become an over the top parody of a woman but I'm just different. I have several friends originally from England and Ireland who live in the US now. I've noticed when they're with other people from their home countries, their accents become a bit more pronounced. It's not intentional, it's just who they are when they're with these people.

    Finally, my questions: Stana is not a costume, it's who you are. I imagine that although you're "you" in all modes, you're different when presenting as Stana. A guy who dresses up for Halloween is still going to be that guy, but you're not that guy. As you went through your work day as Stana, did you notice yourself acting differently than when you present as a male? Do you think your co-workers picked up on that?

    I don't have the confidence or appearance to go to work en femme, even on Halloween. Even if I did, I would be concerned that Linda would come out and people would know that my presentation is more than a costume.

  7. Thanks for sharing the details of your day enfemme. I find these stories helpful and very interesting. BTW you legs look amazing. I also like your new hair!

  8. I'm sure it was a good thing you kicked "her" out of your cubicle, I don't know your co-workers or their opinions of cross dressers like you do.

    Your use of the ladies' room was the greatest experience for me! And it's true, they do have nice furniture, they're clean, and have a certain "pretty smell" that's lacking from most men's rooms!

    You looked marvelous, btw! Good for you, Stana!

    I just want to say, be very careful because you might get hooked on being feminine!

  9. The first few times that I went out while dressed I seem to recall that I took a spare pair of hose in case I had a snag or run ~ never thinking that I would also need a comfortable place to change my hose. Back then I also would take a full set of men's clothes in case I had to change back to guy mode. Now I go out without those safety nets. I suppose that is what most women do every day of their lives.
    That was a great day. You learned some lessons that you were kind enought to share with us and I would venture to say that many of your co-workers learned things as well. It was a form of first class outreach.