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When Élodie contacted me, I immediately sensed great delicacy, a raw sensitivity, and that little inner fire that will surely speak to you if you are reading these lines...
What she confided in me, what she has lived, and what she dares to share here today is a precious story. A true story.
Thank you to her for opening this intimate window with such grace.
“On one side, my femininity, always more demanding. On the other, my family that I love… And finally, the idea of being hybrid, having 'one foot' in each gender doesn’t displease me.”
Élodie
Élodie: "Here is my prose, I hope it’s not too long..."
Hello everyone!
I’m Élodie, 63 years old and not all my teeth!
After a long period of denial, I am clearly a lesbian in a man’s body. I have been married to a lovely lady for 17 years, she is my second wife. With the first, I had 2 children, who are in their twenties. A recent retiree from the National Education system, I was a primary school teacher (a mostly female profession). I live in Neuilly sur Marne.
In May ’68, I was in first grade. And my mother bought me 2 small feminine tops with a zipper at the back... She really wanted a girl and often calls me “My darling!” I find it strange, but no rebellion.
Around age 10, my mother wanted me to wear gray flannel pants for meals at friends’ or family’s homes. But the fabric itched and irritated me! A nightmare! I grumbled so much that my mother found a solution: she bought me yellow wool tights to wear under those pants! What a strange idea! Another girly thing! But this time, I loved it!
I quickly started wearing my tights secretly and, step by step, the idea came to me: why not try real women’s tights, one of my mother’s of course?
It happened one Wednesday morning and it was love at first sight! The rest is pretty logical: if I love wearing tights, why not try a dress? I went on with even more enthusiasm.
I tried everything, even caught by my father one morning:
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“- Uh, I don’t know…”
Around 14 or 15, I clearly dreamt of truly becoming the young girl I feel inside.
First crush at 19, and then I settled into a man’s life and my femininity became more discreet.
Years passed... Marriage, children, divorce...
If my first wife lacked femininity, my darling, whom I met in 2003, has it wonderfully.
Alone at home, I borrow her lipsticks and try on her clothes when they aren’t too small.
In the 2010s, there was more and more talk about transgender people. I was obviously fascinated by the subject. And I realized how lucky I am: I was never in “transition or death” mode, and I don’t hate my man’s body, even if I would love to have breasts!
All my empathy goes to those for whom it is more painful!
After a first stage of confiding in 2006, in 2021 I finally told everything to my wife.
She will probably never give me the green light to transition fully, knowing that if she said yes one day, I probably wouldn’t go through surgery anyway.
She loves men and knew me as one. Her position is understandable...
Since the end of last summer, after confiding in a female friend and former colleague, she has encouraged my femininity, and I finally dare (better late than never) to go out as a woman.
What excitement! What a delight to see it works, that you almost go unnoticed!
I am called Madam, I take public transport, I visit fitting rooms in stores, and I even go get my nails done!
After a lot of online searching, on YouTube, here I am in contact with Jennifer.
She is going to fulfill a fantasy I’ve had for at least 40 years: being pampered by a pro, sharing a perfectly feminine moment.
I felt the need to improve my makeup skills and, yes... I dreamed of the experience I had with Jennifer.
Fortunately, the photos are there to prove it wasn’t just a pretty pink dream. I really lived it.
An extraordinary kindness and professionalism.
Arriving as male, I left her workshop absolutely feminine, and it was off to a shopping session at Val d'Europe!
Completely blended in, a real delight. I went home like that and had dinner with my darling, just the two of us.
My goal now is to multiply feminine outings as much as possible, my next dream is a shopping trip and dinner out with girlfriends.
I think it will soon be possible with my friend who triggered my start in going out, but I remain open to other occasions.
In fact, I see my life as a balance.
On one side, my femininity, always more demanding.
On the other, my family that I love and do not want to upset.
And finally, the idea of being hybrid, of having “one foot” in each gender doesn’t displease me.
And then... from the bottom of my heart, thank you Mom!
That’s it, see you soon!
Élodie
Thank you wholeheartedly, Élodie, for your trust, your authenticity, and your elegance of heart.
Your testimony reminds us that it is never too late to listen to ourselves, to dare, to become who we truly are.
To those reading these lines… maybe something resonates within you?
A shiver, a desire, a spark?
Know that you are not alone.
And sometimes, it only takes a first step, a kind look, a shared moment… to change the course of a life.
If your heart tells you, I welcome you at Transbeauté.
Together, gently, we make shine the light you already carry.
Jennifer
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