No, no, no! Despite much teasing, i am NOT going over to the other side (aka “turning feminist” – which is what some trans are alleged to have done). On the other hand, already, i cannot help but notice a few differences about how i am perceived.
Take my body. Suddenly it is public property in ways that it never was when i was plain straight-laced boring male. Various friends have commented, most helpfully, a few rudely, on how i might choose to redesign my looks.
“Project jane” does not belong to me alone. My hair: colour, length, style. The colours that will suit me best when it comes to clothes. And yes (you know who you are): the fascination with future bust size.
i mind none of this. i’ve blushed slightly over some of the ruder stuff. otherwise, it is just difference…and so far, a pleasant one.
Interesting also that it is all coming from female friends. In part, because i am out to so few males: in part, because i suspect no male of my acquaintance (well…apart from one) would either have the aesthetic interest or the gall to venture into some areas.