The Compliment

• Posted by Caroline Brookes March 2, 2015 1,971 views
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  On a very rare window shopping expedition on Saturday, I decided to dress smartly and overtly feminine.

  My goal is always nothing more than to spend a little time as the alternative "me" and if I manage to fool half of the witnesses who see my appearnce then all well and good. Usually I dress down and sometimes even wear jeans or trousers. Saturday was a little more dressed up than normal.

  Of course this always leaves one open also to a few knowing looks and a few "Is it a he or a she?" puzzled faces. Mostly it is all good though and by the time I arrive home, it is usually with a puff out of my fake chest and a feeling of satisfaction that I have mostly been invisible.

   

  Saturday was slightly different though. I was poking a "reduced rack" of clothes in a well known shop in a well known shopping mall in Aberdeen, when I was approached by a young woman and what I took to be her mother.

  "I love your skirt! (Picture of the skirt attached to this) Where did you get it?" she asked.

  I don't talk much when I'm out and about. My deep manly voice is the first giveaway to my true gender as it is to most of us trans types.

  I lowered my voice slightly and hestitantly answered hoping that this would do and that no further conversation would be required.

  I saw the reaction her face change slightly, but she never wavered. "Such a pretty skirt, I'd love to have one!" she replied.

  Her mother chimed in "Very pretty dear!"

  "You look lovely in it too" said the younger woman with what I took to be a look of registering that I wasn't all I had seemed at first to her.

  "Thankyou!" I replied as the younger woman turned away and carried on browsing.

  I stayed out for a further hour but my feet were starting to hurt a little but the small boost of being complimented made my weekend!

   

  It kind of restored my faith in humanity a little to have been complimented but at the same time probably been "clocked" by the lady and for it not to have mattered.

  Acceptance is around.