Girls Night Out! 80's Drag Show!

WoooHooooo!

We made our first outing to the bar/nightclub scene with me en-femme!

It was a complete blast!

I've been dying to find places to go out, and there has been one place that I've had my eye on for a while that we finally made it to. We actually don't have much interest in the club scene, at least with me in drab, en-homme mode. We do love to go to concerts, and have been able to make 2 or 3 per year lately.

The club is in Long Beach California, fully catering to the LGBT community. It's a little bit of a drive, but it was soooo worth it!

But before I get to the events of the evening, here is the prologue :-)

The first part of the day I spent running my usual weekend shopping and errands, trying to get those done as quick as I could so I'd have plenty of time to get ready, and to make dinner before heading out.

When I was done I got started on getting myself all Fem'd up.

Thanks to Mandy Sherman, I am totally hooked on epilating, and I pretty much do it from head to toe now, once a week. The results are incredible! As far as my body goes, I feel very little discomfort now that I'm used to it. I take a shower and shave afterward to get what it doesn't get, and I have never felt so smooth! No issues with ingrown hair - yay! And I no longer have to shave my legs every day in the shower, which saves a lot of time getting ready for work.

I also epilate my face. I do not recommend that, nor do others. I find doing my face, at a minimum, *painful*, and usually/often - *very painful*. My upper lip is pretty much the only place I experience any bleeding (but it's minor). I tried it first as an experiment, in the hopes that it would reduce the visibility of any stubble. Guess what? It works GREAT! To me, it is worth the pain and discomfort. My complexion is so much better now that I'm doing it, and that gives me a big confidence boost to my passability. Electrolysis for sure needs to come eventually. But for now this works so well!

Ok, so next I need to pick out what I'm going to wear. Up 'till now I had it in my head that I would be in a skirt and blouse of some kind. I started to put all my girl clothes in piles on the bed to make it easier to see what would be a good outfit. But as I was trying things on and asking Miss what she thought looked good or not, she mentioned that she looked at pictures taken at the club and it seemed more casual dress. So I ended up going with skinny jeans, boots, and a nice top; an outfit I posted pictures of a while back (I need more tops!):

So I put my makeup on, and got dressed. Miss was already ready, and she does complain about how long it takes for me to get ready ;-) What a reversal of our gender rolls - LOL!!! Unfortunately at this point we realized that we weren't going to have time to make dinner at home, but Miss had looked at the clubs menu online, and we figured we'd be able to order something reasonable for dinner when we got there.

I still needed my nails done, so Miss started on that. Our plan was for Miss to do my nails as I described in this post  Possible shopping outfits, and new French Manicure technique. 

Unfortunately my nails didn't go as planned. We bought what we thought were clear nail tips that are for larger sized hands online from Sally Beauty, but they were full nails. Miss had painted them white in preparation for putting them on me, but I wasn't feeling like full white nails were going to be right for me this night. So she painted them red... but they were not drying! She tried Out-The-Door, and that didn't help either. We were both worried that I'd be wearing off the polish it was so bad. In the end they did dry enough and she put them on. Now we were just worried about them popping off (one did come off at the club, but thankfully not a thumb nail!)

Anyway, we were finally ready and headed out.

I of course had been plenty nervous about how this was going to go. Despite the fact that this was an LGBT club, and we were going to an 80's Drag Show.

We found the club, and had to park across the street in a pay-parking lot. We had little trouble figuring out how to use the self-service credit card payment machine. Several groups of people passed by us and I wondered if they read me or not, but they didn't seem to notice.

We start walking to the club, and have to wait for a pretty slow light to change before we could cross the street. Again, I'm feeling awkward and insecure, wondering if how I'm standing is feminine enough, and trying to think of what little motions and mannerisms a woman would make in this situation. The light changes and we cross. 

This is a pretty busy part of town for nightlife, and there are people walking around us, behind us, coming towards us. All the while I am wondering how well I'm pulling this off, are people reading me, etc. I make occasional eye contact with these passers by, and wonder if they can "see it in my eyes." All this time I'm totally thrilled at being out. Indescribably happy at being out! But equally petrified at being detected. Crazy awesome mess I am inside, but I just love it so!!!

We get to the club, and we have to show ID - awesome scary! The demeanor of the gal asking for it seemed like it was more of a formality, and she was actually small talking with someone as we approached her and she wasn't really focused on us. As we got closer to her she turned to us to ask "ID?" as if she was just saying a casual hello. I got my ID out of my purse and as I handed it to her I said "I'm having a much better hair day today!" I think it was only then that she realized I was not a genetic girl :-)  Anyway, she puts  wristbands on us and we go in. We are greeted again, and asked if we have reservations (which we did).

We were escorted to our seats, which were totally awesome front row almost center! The place was packed already, and I was amazed that we had what must have been "reserved" seats thanks to the reservation. We arrived at 8 pm, which was showtime, but the show started about 20-30 minutes late which was good for us.

We were both worried that we would be "fish out of water" - not because of me, but because we are both in the 2nd half of our 40's and thought this might be a very young crowd. Thankfully that was not the case. All ages were represented. There were plenty of folks that looked to be in their 40's, 50's, 60's, and a lady that must have been somewhere in her 70s. Whew! No concerns with this. 

Sitting next to us were 2 ladies about our age. And they were right next to us, elbows / arms occasionally accidentally brushing each other. They were finishing up dinner, which was a relief as we wouldn't feel awkward ordering our dinner. 

Throughout the evening I small talked on and off with the lady right next to me as we all enjoyed the show. This was their first time there, and they were local. The lady next to me said that she heard of this club from her daughter, so I assume her daughter might be gay? I don't think she read me initially, even after we had brief conversation, but Miss is pretty sure that her friend eventually did, and was sure that at some point early in the evening she pointed me out to the lady next to me and told her - "That's a guy!"  

The drag show starts (Queens and a King!), our food gets there, we've got our margaritas, we're having a great time. We both notice at least one other trans lady up on a balcony at a table alone, there are trans men, a trans couple or two at least. One couple close by us were a genetic girl and trans male. Upon noticing the wonderful variety of people, Miss said "I'm not butch enough!" Well next time around let's get you really butch Miss - I have ideas! :-P

After the drag show there was 80's dance music and people were getting their dance on. The lady next to me invited us to come out and dance with her and her friend which we did for a while, so they obviously had no issue with me. And the lady next to me and I were talking on and off the whole time, so all was wonderful. I should note that I was sitting between Miss and the 2 ladies, and it was too loud for Miss to have much conversation with them, but Miss did get in on some of the conversation as the night went on.

So not a single bad thing happened, it was as perfect a night out as it could have been. Miss declared LGBT "her kind of people." I think this was her first time to a LGBT centered event and she said she's never felt so comfortable in a "straight" club/bar setting. I'm really glad that LGBT are her people, as that's pretty much us now (I'm kidding her here!)

I'm really looking forward to more outings, and I hope we can make some new friends-like-us too.

Take care everyone!

Love,

jen