This being a long weekend I had some 'me' time to do pretty much anything. So that's what I did. Saturday morning I shaved completely in the shower, put on some nice body lotion, and then got dressed for a day out: garter belt, black stockings, black panties, a white bra & camisole, a pair of women's jeans, and a navy button-down blouse. This made me feel very feminine, but still outwardly boy-mode. The several pairs of shoes and a jacket that I'll bring with me will make the difference throughout the day.
On to Starbucks for a morning coffee before shopping. I slipped on a pair of low-heeled loafers and the jacket before goin in. The jacket covered up the blouse and any hint of the bra, while the loafers blended in well. I didn't notice anyone noticing me at first. I got coffee and sat down. While reading e-mail on my phone, I started to dangle one of the shoes off of my foot. It took a while, but soon enough the pair of women at the next table noticed my stockinged foot and looked at me several times. I simply smiled back, enjoying the sensation of their looks.
From there I went to the mall for some shopping. The Gap, New York & Company, Banana Republic, Express, The Limited, Payless, Macy's and lastly Victoria's Secret. All of the stores were having some kind of sale, so I just had to spend time looking through the sales. I tried on clothes at each of the stores, which was especially fun at the women's-only clothes stores. I'm familiar with the saleswomen and NY&C, so no problems getting a dressing room. I bought a new blouse. Express is always fun. The salesgirls are girls - 18-22 year-olds mostly. While looking through the women's clothes, one asked if I "knew her size" and I said that I'm shopping for me. She didn't quite know what to say and just stood there saying "um, um, um, okay, okay" so I knew I had a novice. I asked her how these particular jeans fit differently than another style. She started to explain and I said that maybe trying on a few would help me decide. She looked a bit embarrassed, so I found my sizes and asked to use the dressing room. She lead me to them and I picked one near the entrance. I stripped down to my lingerie and tried them on. All of them fit fine, but I told her I needed a different size when she asked. She brought a few pairs to me. I opened the door slightly to take them from her and 'accidentally' opened it too far, giving her and a customer a glimpse of my lingerie. I feigned embarassment and thanked her. I picked two pair to buy. While at the checkout counter, i made sure to thank her and described how well they fit.
At Payless they had several pairs of women's shoes that fit, and a buy-one get-one sale, so I got two new pairs of heels! On to Macy's for new hosiery and a few pairs of panties. Then to Victoria's Secret. Lots of things caughty my eye, and the shopping bags caught the eye of a salesgirl. She asked if my wife were in the dressing room, and I said no, I'm here alone. She then asked if I were looking for something to go with the clothes for her, and I told her that these clothes were for me. I didn't like her personallity so much, so I said I'd just look around myself. I ended up not buying anything.
Feeling kind of randy, I found a place in the mall to sit down and I changed into one of the pairs of heels that I bought - 2-1/2" black pumps with a square toe and heel. I then walked around for another 20 minutes or so, catching the eye a few times of women that noticed I was wearing heels. This made me very excited.