Trip to Canvey Island

Weather wise it was quite a nice day so my wife said "How about dressing up and going for a walk?" We both had it on our mind that I need to sort out my wig which we bought previously purchased from Angel Wigs. It is a nice quality wig but I hadn't worn it much due to it being too much hair. Linda, the owner of Angel Wigs, had said to live with for a while before deciding what to do. Now I needed it restyling

So a phone call to Linda at angelwigs.co.uk and an appointment was made. When I was buying the wig Linda made the trip to my home. This time I would make the trip to Linda's new salon fully dressed enfemme. Angel wigs is in the High St (Furtherwick Road) but the car park was behind the salon in Sainsbury's Car Park. So it meant walking through the streets to the salon. How nerve wracking. I haven't been so nervous before but also so lovely to be out dressed.

The car park was very full and people everywhere. With encouragement from my wife I made my way out of the car and put my coat on. It was quiet windy and the feel of the wind through my hair and clothes made me feel so girly. It was so windy it blew my dress up several times and some passersby got a glimpse of stocking. I made the most of the walk and it was a new experience for me. Of course I was aware of some people staring but generally most people ignored me.

When entered the Salon we were greeted by one of Linda's team and who made us feel so welcome. We were offered a seat while waiting and a tea and a coffee. The professionalism of this salon is exceptional and I and my wife were made to feel very welcome and put at ease. I was really looking forward to the styling.

We were early for the appointment so I got to really take in the atmosphere of the salon. It was the first time I had ever been in a salon of this type fully dressed. On prior occasions in shops in London I had always gone in male mode which isn't the same kind of experience. There was lots of friendly conversation and I asked if many crossdressers/transvestites visited the salon. Linda caters for a whole range of people and our community is most welcome and is offered a specialised service.

Taking the opportunity to do another girly thing and read Grazia. I never new what a nice quality magazine it was and it gave me lots of ideas for future purchases.

As you can see from this photo the salon has been designed so well. It was very spacious and I was able to walk about. On this occasion I took the opportunity to redo my lipstick in one of the many mirrors.

Linda took her time to put me at ease and ask what I had in mind for the styling and to give me her advice. Linda also gave me some expert make up advice.

To be honest I could have spent all day there. With renewed courage we made our way back to the car. Still windy but my head held high in my newly styled wig and I felt so good.

We decided to get some sea air so made our way to the sea front where we had a bag of chips for lunch and then made our way further up the coast. We parked up and this is always when I get the most nervous about being out dressed. The weather was taking a turn for the worse and it was so windy and there was a distinct chill in the air. Back in the car and now for the journey home.

Girly Tuesday

Last Tuesday I had the day off. It was a bit unexpected but I took advantage of it. My wife unfortunately had to go to work. She said when leaving why don't you dress and take yourself out. I am always a bit worried when I'm out on my own dressed enfemme. The other thing about dressing on my own is doing my make-up. To be honest I'm completely useless at it. My wife isn't that good at it either. We've both decided to do a make-up course somewhere. Probably close to where we work would be better.

Anyway I started doing the make-up and every time I stood back to look at myself in the mirror I wanted to just take it all off and leave it. Anyway after me sending whinging texts to my wife and her sending back encouraging texts I eventually got it done. The nail varnish though was a complete catastrophe. So it had to come off and left the house without it.

I drove to the coast and when I got to the car park I couldn't believe how many people were there and then it dawned on me that of course it was half term. I drove straight back out and text my wife I was leaving. She said to go back and sit there for a while to calm down. So with renewed courage I did just that. Sitting there with people staring at me was very unnerving. The urge to get out the car was very strong, so strong I overcame my fear and opened the car door. I could see and feel people staring but with a pair of sunglasses on I could see who was doing what without making eye contact with anyone.

Standing outside the car I felt so good. The wind ruffling my hair and clothes. I put on my coat as it was very cold and then walked away towards the sea wall. It was a distance of about 50 yards but immediately I was aware of a younger man who got out of his car and a much older man standing by a lamppost who both followed me. It was a mixture of anticipation and excitement. I didn't think for one moment that I was in any danger.

I did my girly walk as I've been instructed by my wife to do. I was now walking amongst many others. Of course I got looks I would be surprised if I didn't. As there were so many I was unable to get any photos. I walked for about a quarter of a mile with my two admirers in tow. I spent sometime sitting on a bench and they both walked passed by me. Presumably they didn't want be seen too close to a crossdresser. Eventually one of them walked off and the other younger man followed me back to my car. He got in his and I turned and gave him a smile and he smiled back. I left and he followed but he eventually lost me in the traffic. I then made my way to an area of heathland/woodland that I know fairly well.

I got there about half an hour later and parked up. Surprising there was only one car there. I was just checking my lipstick (I love lipstick) when a small van turned up and parked just a few feet away from me. I could see him staring at me but it didn't deter me and I got out of the car. I walked on a pathway that took me behind the car park. I was only two minutes into my walk and concentrating not getting my feet too wet or muddy when I looked behind me to see the man from the van walking behind me. I kept walking and eventually he caught up to me. He struck up a conversation asking me all sorts. I asked him if wouldn't mind taking a photo of me and he did.

 

We walked and talked a bit more and then he stopped me and started to fondle me. He asked what I was wearing underneath and I told him. He wanted to see and to take another photo of me.

 

It's very strange that I wouldn't class myself as gay or bi and it is only in girly mode that I would even allow this. It does cause me some guilt and I agonise over it.

He eventually walked on as he thought he heard someone coming. I walked around for a bit more enjoying my girly time. Being dressed is one of the best things for me. Like so many other transvestites it keeps me sane. But inevitably the guilt does follow and then I bring it all into question.

This is me on an earlier trip to the coast.

I'm looking forward to my next girly trip out. Perhaps one of you could join me.