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As the founder of Transbeauté, every story shared by my clients is a precious fragment of the great mosaic of identity and self-expression.
Sometimes moments become milestones, points of light that illuminate a path that can be winding, and these moments shine all the more brightly when they are shared.
Today, I am delighted to share with you a new testimony from Claude, a confident and inspiring trans woman.
We have already had the pleasure of discovering Claude twice through her bold outings.
This time, Claude takes us to the ball, her first ball as a woman, and not just any ball: the Pride Ball.
Beyond the celebration, this is a story of transformation, acceptance, and daring, which echoes the mission I pursue every day: supporting each person in expressing their unique beauty and seeking their personal harmony.
Claude’s experience is a bright reminder of the inherent beauty of authenticity and the transformative power of a caring and open environment.
Hence the importance for you to go out, as a priority for your beginnings, to places dedicated to you (Dîner de Charly, Soirée Drôles de dames).
Claude’s story is one of affirmation, acceptance, and personal triumph – a celebration of the very essence of the values that Transbeauté deeply cherishes.
The first major Pride Ball I attended took place on October 30, 2021, followed by the Pride Night on March 11, 2023. These are large LGBT parties. The T is distinctly a minority.
Nevertheless, if you want to show yourself, even for the first time, these are perfectly suitable events.
They are easy outings in the sense that anything is possible, everything is allowed, you can let your imagination run free and above all no one will judge you, you won’t be alone with an outfit you’re not used to.
I experienced this during the 2021 edition. I bought my ticket well in advance.
These evenings take place in the salons of the Paris City Hall, specially lit for the occasion.
Then I more or less forgot the date until Facebook activity reminded me.
Two days before the event, a friend called me to ask if I was going, if I had my ticket, and to offer me a seat in the VIP area.
I was very tempted by the idea. She warned me: “but it’s evening dress”!
A little moment of surprise and dismay, I didn’t have one despite already having a fairly full wardrobe.
She saved me and offered to lend me one. In a few seconds, the prospect of this evening became magical.
I had never worn an evening dress and even if I was a little intimidated, I was determined to try the experience.
The providential friend is Audrey from l’Arbre à lunettes, she dresses my eyes.
A useful little digression: Audrey knows us well.
She has provided glasses to many of us.
At her place, you will be pampered, advised to find the right glasses.
Audrey will know how to welcome you and make you comfortable. She’s the right person to dress your eyes in a feminine way.
On Saturday morning I went to Audrey’s to try on two dresses.
One black, one red. The black seemed just right, entirely my style.
But in the end, it will be the red one, with a wide boat neckline.
I feel ready to wear this dress with bare shoulders.
In my life, I have never done anything like that, but I am ready to dare.
During the ride back home, I ask myself questions.
Will I pull it off, as they say? I’m a little afraid of feeling cold, of being a bit uncovered…
And then this day has a special flavor for me.
It’s the first time I will wear clothes with my body, without artifice, just my body, the one I have now.
For the ride from home, necessarily by taxi, I chose my long black coat with its fur collar.
It’s necessary since it’s late October and one must be glamorous.
Red stilettos that I know I can wear all night.
Climbing the grand staircase, I’ll let you imagine... then the cloakroom.
We take a deep breath and reveal ourselves.
It’s almost a revelation to myself: yes, I am capable.
Not a single moment of apprehension. I feel fully myself. The sensation is a little crazy. The evening will be divine, I loved wearing this dress. Here with Audrey.
I put away my masculine envelope that still existed part-time at that time.
It won't last.
Two months later, a professional opportunity allowed me to put it away for good.
The light is a bit low for photos, but just enough for the diamond river to be visible.
Next time I’ll ask Chopart to lend me something… We believe.
In conclusion: that evening the “She” took full, definitive power.
It’s quite different from the previous time. I’m seasoned.
Still, I’m always thrilled to wear an evening dress and of course I found a new one.
Another big difference, I have been living with my hair for several months.
Of course, a day-of blowout at my hairdresser before the evening.
I love the idea of a “hairdo touch-up” at the hairdresser before going to an event. Very feminine!
A huge mirror gave me the opportunity for a photo.
Her first appearance in an evening dress at the Pride Ball is an act of courage, but also a source of inspiration for anyone seeking their identity.
Claude’s journey is a powerful reminder of what it means to accept oneself, blossom, and embrace one’s true identity boldly.
Every step, every experience, and every challenge is another opportunity to learn and grow.
At Transbeauté, we firmly believe that every person is unique, and that beauty lies in being in harmony with one’s body and mind.
Stories like Claude’s prove that transition is not only physical but also emotional and spiritual.
She reminds us that behind every transformation lies a story, a passion, and a deep desire to live authentically.
Claude, thank you for sharing your dance with us.
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