Shopping Trip

To spend a whole day shopping in Girlie mode is a girls ultimate dream, browsing around the shops looking at all those beautiful things without feeling self conscious and then being able to go to the changing room and try on whatever you have chosen, no more expensive mistakes, of course it is nice to have company and support and also someone to give an opinion on what suits you and what doesn't, then off for a girlie lunch a glass of wine, then more shopping, we can travel by taxi or Public Transport the choice is yours, the most important thing is that you feel comfortable and of course how the feet stand up to the shopping, the day would have started with a coffee a choice of outfits would have been waiting for you to choose from we would have asked when you booked the day, what size clothes you were, what size shoe and what colour lingerie you would want to wear, once dressed your 4 hours of heaven starts, when the 4 hours are finished it is back to Adam and Eve for a well earned rest a coffee and a fashion show of all the outfits that you have bought.

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HereiI need to start off by saying this is an excellent way to lose weight. I can normally stay in the 11 stone 6 to 8lbs fairly easily, and I never have to do more than stop eating large quantities of pasties, cheese and chocolate. On Tuesday I was 11 7, Wednesday 11 6.5, Thursday 11 6 and this morning 11 4. I haven't been this weight for over 30 years. It's burger for lunch time! Wednesday evening: Packed everything. Checked everything. Checked again. Put case in car. Early to bed at 10pm, but sleep was very elusive. For some reason I kept thinking about tomorrow! I nearly got up at modnight but did manage to drop off. Thursday: I woke up at 5am, beating the alarm by 15 minutes. Since I was driving to London and there was a train strike that will increase road traffic significantly, I decided to leave early. My appointment at Adam & Eve to get made up is at 8am and I assumed that the 1 hour journey will take 2 hours. I left at 5:40am just in case. I got there at 6:35am. At 7am I called Josie and left a voice mail that I had arrived early, and fortunately she arrived about 7:40am. So the transformation started. My excitement levels, already high, just got higher. By the time I got the pink nail varnish put on my hands are shaking. So by 8:40am I was ready - black shapewear body that holds my flat stomach even flatter, black opaque hold ups and my new black and white dress and black 3" heels with white piping. It was then time to go out side. The car was parked across the Bethnall Green Road about 70 yards away. Not far under normal circumstances, but crossing the road in the very busy rush hour fully dressed pulling a suitcase in heels that I had never worn outside the house created a fantastic adrenaline rush, accompanied by the fear of getting read by any or all of the 100+ people who saw me. Fortunately they were mostly in cars or buses, but I did pass several pedestrians, all of whom didn't seem to notice me. It was a big relief to get in the car having not fallen over or had any altercation of any kind with the public. The key thing was that I felt good and that I looked good. Time was right to go outside. I set my satnav to Putney across the other side of London, and called Suzanna to let her know I was on my way. By this stage the traffic was at its peak, and every route semed to have road works. After lots of delays and detours I got to Putney in just over an hour. Fortunately my knowledge of alternative routes across London seemed to be better than the satnav's. No-one had stared at me as far as I noticed - another good sign. So Suzanna met me outside her sister's flat and I went in for a freshen up whilst she got ready. S was en femme in jeans and a top. Then it was off to Guildford in my car. I don't remember ever going to Guildford but it seemed a thriving place with lots of shops on an open cobbled high street on a hill. A hill and cobbles didn't bode well but in reality were not a problem. We found a car parking space in a multi story close to the High Street and then my exposure to the public started. Mega nerves at this stage as we walked across the car park to the lifts. Much to our surprise we came out inside a supermarket so we had to walk the length of the crowded shop to get out on the main street. By this stage I had passed maybe a hundred people. They were everywhere doing their Friday shopping. No sign of recession in Guildford - I don't think anybody has mentioned it to the residents. My head was spinning somewhat and I was trying not to look at anyine directly whilst trying to see if the were looking at me. We got out of the shop into the sunshine and walked down the hill some way to a book shop with a Costa Coffee shop. We went upstairs and then queued for coffee and cake. At this stage I had to speak to the young chap who was serving. I don't think he looked at me strangely! Then we found a table and chatted about femme mannerisms. A lot of the other tables were full, but apart from a couple of sideways looks from a woman with her young children, no-one paid any attention to us. Then a few shops down was Marks & Sparks. We spent a long time in there and S bought a top, a coat and some new bras. I bought a bracelet! But it was lovely really being able to look at all the clothes and hold them up to myself and look in the mirrors. In all the time we were in there no-one looked oddly at me. I even managed the major hurdle of queueing for the ladies loos, when again I had a couple of women speak to me and I had to respond. This fell way short of a conversation but I still was concerned they would say something about me. I suppose that unless people are certain then they wouldn't - in most circumstances. We wandered into other shops up the high street and then to Long Tall Sally where S bought some more things. I was reluctant to try on anything because I could see my wig leaving my head, disappearing under the changing room door and not fitting properly following an embarrassing retrieval. What I should have done is chatted to the store assistant whilst I waited for S - maybe next time! It was then down the road a bit just off the high street and lunch outside a nice Italian restaurant with the obligatory glass of wine. Another pleasant hour passed - as did a lot of shoppers who seemed not to notice us. By this stage the time was getting on and 4 hours had passed. So we did a bit more window shopping and made our way back to the car. The car park pay machines didn't work so I had to try ones on other floors and talk to more people to sort it out. We then drove back to S's where we had a nice cup of tea and chatted for a while about the day, femme feelings, clothes and things. My earings felt as if I wouldn't ever need to get my ears pierced as the clips were about to make their own holes, so they came off first. S has a room for her stuff so it was back to drab and some sort of clean up of make up. A sad stage really, as I really wanted to stay en femme for the rest of the day - or even longer! The whole day had been a dream come true and I felt quite natural and not self concious a lot of the time - a feeling a rightness. I'd even managed to walk round all that time in 3" heels without discomfort or wobbles, although the cobbles were a bit challenging. Then the long drive back across London, hide everything away, proper cleansing and so on. I have been on a very high high since the day started and I expect that to last a long time. I need to get better at applying my own make up, get a better wig (although the one I wore was quite good), and get some more casual clothes. But that's for another day and this one will last for a long time. My greatest thanks for all this must go to Suzanna for suggesting such an outing which was way way beyond anything I had even considered, and to Josie for transforming me so well for the day. Anyway, who needs more than 4 hours sleep a day when you have adrenaline?? Love Della xxxx s is Della's experience