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“Business Opportunity??”What if the “Proverbial Bus”got you,etc”
Hi to all on TGR,
During the warmer months, in order to have any Caty time, I end up moving her clothes, wigs, jewellery etc etc between their “hidey holes” in my at that time too hot shed up to the much cooler house. The last time I did this it made me a/. think about how much of the above we accumulate and b/. if our “loved ones”: don’t know anything about our “double lives”, what would happen if THAT bus got us and what their reaction would be if they had to do a clean out of the “hidey holes “??.
In my case my beloved knows but has no idea of the extent of Caty’s wardrobe or all that goes with it. EG breast forms, wigs, shoes, make up etc etc. Everyone else close to me thinks I “signed the pledge” years ago and have not “indulged since”. Methinks a/. there would be a large degree of “shock horror” matched by an equal amount of surprise by the staff of a very lucky Op Shop. Well Caty has pride in what she wears, even if no one else would…
I offered to donate some surplus clothes to one of the local CD groups, but they are already overloaded with such items, so the Op Shop looks like where it will all end up
Thus…..I thought I’d ask the question of all on TGR with two provisos. 1/. It does not apply to those of us who have a SO “who knows”, (may or may not approve) and 2/. Hopefully everyone who reads this, stays out of the way of THAT bus and has many more years of my,
as always, sign off of
Happy dressing
Any comments???
Caty Ryan
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17 Replies
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Another reason for self-acceptance and openness with those we love.
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Caty,
I understand what you are saying and self acceptance and openness are not always the answer.
I’ve been married 40+ years to a wonderful woman who I love dearly. We have children and grandchildren. While my wife knows about Toni-Anne, she doesn’t accept at all and gets very upset when, from time to time she finds evidence of her existence.
I often underdress and go out like that and hope that I’m not involved in some medical emergency that takes me to hospital wearing panties and hose under male attire.
There is no easy answer.
Toni-Anne
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This could probably fit a few topics, but I think it’s appropriate here
Got sprung at home recently by an acquaintance who I’ve known for 30 plus years through my time in the heavy vehicle industry, he wasn’t at all perturbed, just said I’d be surprised at the number of truck accidents he’s attended (he owns a heavy vehicle salvage company) where the truck driver is wearing female attire & that the ambo’s & cops just bury that part of the accident if it’s not relevant & have done so for many years, turns out a friend was dressed when killed in an accident a couple of years ago, I had no idea that he was TG, even though we had been reasonably close over the years, apparently discretion is the norm. -
I’ve often thought about being in the wrong place at the wrong time when I’m Liz. The answer is hypothetical as Liz is eternal, even if, heaven forbid, required to cross dress and wear a suit Liz is still Liz. I’m told on good authority that emergency services accept such contingencies without batting an eyelid. The major problem when hit by a bus whilst wearing the attire of you’re other self is for hospital staff knowing where to put you; men’s ward or ladies ward. And, no I’m quite serious, if you’re complete, the men’s ward, sculptured into the idyllic body representative of Cassandra, the ladies ward.
Me, I really don’t give a stuff, I’m me irrespective of whatever bed in whatever ward I’m in. My concession in hospital is, I wear PJ’s from Myer’s intimate apparel department along with my most feminine robe. Usually if your sick enough you wouldn’t care at all.
My mum always said wear clean undies just in case you’re run over. My response is don’t get run over and if in an accident when driving ensure the rude bits are not open to show. -
I wasn’t going to comment here because the starting position suggested it wasn’t for those whose nearest and dearest knew. However I’ve had a thought about my on line friends who will suddenly or slowly notice my failure to post after the interface with the proverbial bus. I can’t rely on my relatives to send out an all points bulletin that “Carol” has been bussed. If I gave my key contacts to them to be opened in the event of my being squashed they are quite likely to send an agro “It’s all your fault” message. Tricky.
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Toni-Anne, this is exactly my situation. My spouse has no idea how much and the variety of feminine clothes and accessories that are secreted in many hiding places. It is reassuring to know that the emergency services and police are sympathetic and sensitive.
I also know that large companies are prepared for such events. Some years ago a colleague past away on an overseas trip I was on and the HR person sent over arranged with the hotel to have a quick check of the room before his wife and daughter were given access to his room. HR person confided in me that I would be surprised what she had found in similar circumstances. :ohmy:
For some time I have considered revealing Fay to my Daughter so that she could clear out the majority of Fay’s wardrobe but am afraid that her loud mouthed partner would tell the world if he suspected anything. :blush:
Another option I have considered is labelling some suitcases “In the event of my demise, please dispose of this suitcase without opening“. But that is too inviting to take a peek. :whistle:
Will be interesting to see others responses to this dilemma.
Hugs,
Fay -
Hi to all on TGR and thanks to those who responded to my “Hypothetical”
As I have stated in the past, I’ve been firmly in the closet now for a very long time, but the yearnings are getting stronger to “go public” again, something I have not done for 20 years.
It was therefore most reassuring to note from the various posts that the emergency services people dont turn a (wig??) hair if they find themselves in the company of a respectably dressed crossdresser
Living in the regions does not help, cos if anything goes wrong around here the gossip mill would go nuts. But I’m trying to oganise a makeover up in Melboune soon so, perhaps I could drive home dressed. Of course my SO would be “elsewhere” on my arrival home.
Might even get out of the car at a servo half way home and pick up a litre of milk…Oh to live “so dangerously”!!!
Caty
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I have an SO that caught Glenda fully dressed and was not at all impressed so I daresay if that bus gets me then all of Glenda’s lovelies will end up in some charity bin somewhere…… sighs oh well
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I think if the proverbial bus got me I’d have to get him to back up and do a good job otherwise it would be just to complicated for family. On the other hand it would be a good reason to get some new nighties lol. Hugs Julie
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“I have grown to love secrecy,” said Oscar Wilde in the Picture of Dorian Gray.
I love it too, says Jane.
I understand the act of disclosure and admire those who choose to be honest to themselves and the world. But then there is the exquisite pleasure that comes with risk, those last moments when you are gorgeous in your hotel room and about to head out, on another adventure when the night cannot be predicted, however much you have planned. Over and over again the beautiful rush is there, just before you head out on another secret night. Sure, watch for the bus. But it comes for everyone, not just the wicked.
xx
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‘The exquisite pleasure of risk’ A lovely turn of phrase, and to me explains an awful lot when talking about the proverbial bus. It really does make me wonder if, for whatever reason there is a subconscious desire to be ‘caught out’
Now don’t get me wrong because this is just a thought, being hit by that proverbial bus and the discovery of that enormous, lifelong guarded secret by all and sundry. It most certainly saves having to pluck up that difficult to find courage to come clean to those that matter; all is done for you. Now all you have to do is lay back in that hospital bed and await the flak. A cop out? -
From the comments posted it seems there is no real answer. The suitcase with the instructions ‘not to be opened’ probably come closest but the obvious temptation for the person reading it would be too much. We can only hope the members of the emergency services are sympathetic enough to remove the evidence before they call on the next of kin. “Yes ma’am. The accident with the bus left your son completely naked”.
Storing the items in a secure facility, at a warehouse, all are susceptible to being found at some stage.
Being honest and open, as attractive as this would be won’t work for everyone.
Mention of ‘the rush’ certainly brings back some memories, scary ones. I wonder if what we do was totally acceptable and no one had any negative reactions or thoughts. would the ‘need’ be as extreme?
The only definite safety valve is the dreaded purge and we all, I am sure, know how that works.
Claire -
Hi to all on TGR and thanks again for all the comments above.
Whilst on a recent holiday up in “far Nth Qld”, (So far we could not get lunch, (sorry we are closing) in a coffee shop at 1.30pm!!!), I read an article in the “OZ”, (dont normally” read it, but no Vic papers that far up) about some fella in England who, if “the bus” gets the man of the house and his left behind rellies find all his 60’s and 70’s soft porn Playboys etc in a “box in the Shed”, for an “appropriate fee”, he will discretely remove and dispose of them.
Now this seems to me, with appropriate “market segmentation adjustments” , this could be an “opening for a bright young. TG/CD”…
Just think of all the lovely frilles jewellery, wigs, shoes, clothes make up etc you could end up with.
Why some of them maybe even in your size and if they were not, the free cups of coffee and bikkies from the ladies in the local op shop might just make up for the disappointment,
Happy dressing everyone’
Caty
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I know this is a hypothetical however, I would assume that if you were hit by a Bus, you may have survived and now face the task of explaining to those that know you, about your inner self. I think it is quite reasonable to assume that those around you would deal with your significant injuries and hope you heal to the best of your ability and would be more concerned about your well being. So I doubt that it would have a very high significance in the first instance. Of course, if your saying that the “Hypothetical” accident was fatal; then I think those that you know would probably say. “Of all the great things he did and the lives he effected, why didn’t he feel as if he could confide in me”!
Life is a bit too short .. You should exercise a bit more trust ..perhaps just as a thought. -
Well I suppose if the clothes and things are all in a storage container some guys eventually are gonna open it up and either be overjoyed because the clothes fit them or disappointed and box it all of to St Vinnies. Either way will certainly avoid the SO calling me out
“HEY GLENDA YOU GOT SOME SPLAINING TO DO”
