It was only after I started visiting TG Gallery (Debbie's Den) and I started to become more comfortable with myself, both my guy-self and my feminine side, that life started to get less complicated.
The first two wigs I purchase so long ago were cheap, quick, "get one" decisions that I got through mail order. They were of low quality and price found in the back of a magazine. Over the years, without having anyone to ask questions of, they were not cared for properly and it really was time for a new one. This time the girl in me didn't want to wait for it through the mail, so off I went wig shopping, in guy-mode.
In
the fall of 2000, and after spending time looking at many pictures and deciding
on the color and style I wanted, I went to a hair salon that had a large selection
of wigs. While I was standing there looking at a wig I liked, a male staff
member walked up to me and asked if he could help. In the past, I would have
gotten out of there quick, but this time I didn't and simply told him which
wig I would like (see pic). He got it down off the shelf for me, showed it
to me, let me handle it. I didn't feel an uneasiness about it, and was really
excited that I found something I liked, not just the first thing I saw. He
placed it in a hair net and bag while the female clerk took my money and told
me how to care for it. No weird looks from anyone, no questions about if it
was for me or someone else. I must say, that for something that a year ago
would have been a very scary thing for me to do, this was to exciting for
me to focus on worrying about what the staff thought:-)
What has been happening in my life these last few months is that I am becoming more focused on what I want, and am focussing less on worrying about what other people might think. With each new experience like this, I feel more and more comfortable being the person I am :-)
Thanks for reading my story,
Sabrina
E-mail me at sabrina_markes@masquerade.ca
Member of the Winnipeg support group - "Masquerade"