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Episode 1/3: I have been supporting July since 2019.
You will also find on my blog the testimony from her wife and the support she gives her.
I decided to publish July’s full testimony because it fairly reflects what you will experience when you come to see me, whether you are crossdressing, feminizing yourself, or going out as a woman for the first time.
You will discover July’s journey and how she accessed the “Diner de Charly”
I offer you a “mini-series” in 3 episodes!
(01/22/22)
I have to go far back in the Transbeauté blog to find the story of my first visit to Jennifer.
End of 2019, almost another era when I take a step back.
I have wonderful memories of my first visit.
The magic was such that I managed to leave presenting female.
Whereas I had never gone out wearing makeup before.
Well, the term “outing” is to be taken lightly.
I limited myself to driving away, brief stops at highway rest areas, and arriving home at night.
Once home, the house empty for the occasion (thanks to my wife), I spent the rest of the evening trying on my entire wardrobe.
Once I removed my makeup, one thought remained: to go back to see Jennifer as soon as possible.
Jennifer, with my approval, and after selections, published some photos of my visit on her socials, a testimony and one from my wife.
I then received very positive comments.
To keep track a little of Transbeauté’s activity and the experiences of other clients, I created a Facebook account and exchanged with clients and contacts of Jennifer commenting on the posts.
Among them, a certain “Charly” who organizes a meeting evening for transgender people from all walks of life in Paris.
Rather intrigued, I noted the date on the calendar, but wasn’t sure I was ready.
Then family life, a 2nd child, beautiful like the first, work, COVID, lockdown, bar and restaurant closures, 2nd lockdown…
Time flies so fast.
A busy life and a stressful job.
It was my wife, who knows me well, who sounded the alarm and told me I needed to disconnect, to take some time for myself.
She reminded me I had told her I wanted to renew the experience with Jennifer.
We looked at the calendar and organized a new weekend so I could go back to Transbeauté.
I’m excited, I can’t wait, I’m counting the days.
For the occasion, I order new pieces for my wardrobe, I go to the beautician, I book an appointment at a nail salon halfway between home and the studio.
The “D” day arrives, yet another huge suitcase stuffed with way too many clothes.
I go to the nail salon, presenting as a man, pretending there’s a costume party coming up, and arrive after a few hours at Jennifer’s.
The first thing I notice is Jennifer’s smile, her warm welcome, nothing has changed.
Jennifer addresses the feminine side of my personality directly.
She brings it to life, makes it exist even before I stand in front of the mirror.
I also feel, just by arriving, simply normal, and that feels good.
After a quick sort through my overstuffed suitcase, we select a few outfits, then Jennifer encourages me to choose the one model I hold closest to my heart, and off we go.
The magic works the same way, the emotion is strong, I am a woman today.
Delighted with the result, I feel beautiful.
I then have to make a choice.
We had talked about going to take some photos in a nearby park, but even though I really want to, I have to give up.
The weather is quite threatening, it would be a shame to spoil this precious time that passes incredibly fast.
So we improvise a photoshoot at Jennifer’s by trying on multiple outfits.
I feel it well, I am still very shy and have trouble letting go.
But Jennifer manages to make me feel confident and produces stunning shots that create wonderful lasting memories.
Time to leave, already.
Another wonderful afternoon ending? Not quite.
I feel so good, I have to leave like this.
We discuss the choice of outfit to go out and I leave with a huge smile.
The reflection of my eyes in the car’s rearview mirror is very pleasing, but I must concentrate on the road.
What do I do? Do I go straight home? Do I stop there like last time?
No, I want to test how others look at me, my passing as they say.
I stop at a shopping center a few kilometers from the studio and get out of the car, it’s January, early evening, night already falling. White blouse, knee-length faux leather skirt, heeled boots, trench coat, handbag, I adjust my hairstyle and start walking.
I pass by a group of teenage girls who look at me as I walk by, but no, no mockery, no laughter.
Some insistent glances here and there, mostly from the gentlemen rather than the ladies.
Is it because they are intrigued, because I’m tall with heels (already tall without heels), the outfit, my walking, something off?
I don’t know, but little by little, I lift my head and think I look more and more natural.
I still have a ways to go, I go back to the car.
I resume my path.
It’s intoxicating, I won’t stop here.
Among the Facebook contacts I made, I talked, among others, with a regular outing-goer who advised me on possible places for a first time.
Notably, the cinema, an evening screening, but not the hugely popular film. I think it over, hesitate, then stop to book a seat on my smartphone at a cinema closer to home (but not too close).
It was the right move. Not many people but forced to interact with a few, exchanging glances with part of my face hidden behind the health mask.
A very good evening that capped off a beautiful day.
It’s a wellness boost, I need to relive moments like today.
A feeling shared with my wife as we talked.
Noticing my well-being and the effect these moments have on me.
She advises me to book a new date right away.
After this 2nd visit, Jennifer again shared some shots on her socials. Once more, they were accompanied by positive comments.
I also see that Charly, who became a Facebook contact, invites me to participate in the new evening he’s organizing in Paris, the last one having been canceled because of COVID.
I contact Jennifer to check her availability and the date is set, appointment made for September 16, 2022, heading to Transbeauté and Le dîner de Charly 2022…
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