WE ALL DO IT!
Posted on by Micki Finn
No, I’m not referring to glider pilots but rather a condition the effects most crossdressers when they start going out in public for the first time. Sheer terror is followed by euphoria which leads to the desire to dress all the time or at least more often. If wives are reading this you can take heart because it does not last forever. The soaring crossdresser term I first heard at a CHIC board meeting decades ago when I first started serving on the board and reviewing applications for new members. After one applicant was explaining his new found enthusiasm for going out weekly following his initial launch. One of the clubs senior members explained that he was soaring which I understood immediately. There were a number of us who worked in the aerospace industry but even those who didn’t were familiar with the jargon.
The soaring crossdresser term applies to a crossdresser who can’t get enough of their new found adventures out in fem. It’s like when you first take off in a jet with full power that eventually gets eased back after a certain safe altitude. Once you reach your cruising altitude everything smooths out and you kick back and enjoy the ride. Another aerospace term is launching which refers to finally taking that first big step out and feel the air passing over bare legs. From this point on there is no return for the majority of soaring crossdressers.
CROSSDRESSER SOARING EVENT STYLE
There is an exception though when the soaring crossdresser confidence advances to the level of attending events especially the ones in another state. If they are going in blind without knowing anyone in advance they will usually opt for the Friday Saturday option. Most 1st timers sign up for a bunch of activities especially the attendee orientation along with a few 101 classes. The experience is usually very positive and so much so for some that they are back to soaring again the following year. If like most newbies they have the time of their lives and make tons of new friends they come back next year. When they are deciding how many days to plan for this time the crossdresser soaring impulse returns and they at least double last years stay some even staying a whole week.
I did on my second Southern Comfort Conference staying 6 days and regretting it after the first three. What seemed like utopia at first quickly became drudgery of shaving and rushing to get ready for events. Then back to change for dinner sometimes shaving again and redoing makeup, hair and getting dressed for the night. By Thursday night we were all saying “just two more nights”, then one more night etc. We were all looking forward to getting back home so in future years arrived on Wednesday and dressed Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. It worked out perfectly with an afternoon flight home on Sunday.
At some point all of us crossdressers ease into a groove especially if we are able to schedule our crossdressing and plan accordingly. My wife and I were able to reach an agreement where one weekend a month I disappear for a couple of days to let the genie out of the bottle. The rest of the month I am her husband and best friend although the subject is discussed from time to time. I keep the calendar for us so she always checks with me before making plans to avoid conflicts. It is more hectic when your crossdressing is not on a schedule because it has to be jammed in whenever possible. That leads to problems because you can’t do two weekends in a row and the next opportunity might be several months away.
When I was a member of a local crossdressing club CHIC it worked out very well because with only a few exceptions our monthly meetings were always the 2nd Saturday of the month. Each February the meeting schedule was announced for the year that noted Valentines Day and Mother’s Day meetings moved to the 3rd Saturday. Most of us immediately marked our calendars with a coded entry like Dinner/Jeff so we did not have conflicts. It served as a reminder to confirm players and make reservations for our Sunday golf which is a pain in SOCAL. Our golf group the Pink Tee Foursome playing as dudes most Sundays following the CHIC meeting. It was the perfect mixture for the weekend with lovely Saturday and macho Sunday. Hacking, laughing, lying, and having an overall good time with special crossdressing friends.
From my experience the soaring crossdresser phenomenon fades by the time we reach our 50’s. I know for sure that the mature crossdressers I know it is in their rear view mirror. Its nice to not have to worry about when and where the next opportunity will appear. The time comes when quality is more important than quantity which, I guess that happens when you reach the mature crossdressing stage in life.