Recently, I've had the pleasure of meeting the Cat Lady (TCL) for dinner twice in one month. Yes, I would have liked to meet her once as Marian to see how she'd react. But I am not going to force this part of me on her.
Over the past few weeks, we've had an ongoing email conversation about what being transgender is all about. She has asked me how I see myself when I get out of the shower, how I identify when presenting as male or female, and a bunch of other questions. From this chat, I have learned that my style of separating Mario and Marian can get confusing to others at times. For example, I have often referred to Marian in the third person when talking with TCL, as I don't like blending Mario and Marian. I'd say things such as: "Marian wants to look as pretty as she can be." And TCL would ask, "Why didn't you refer to yourself in the first person?
I think she's very curious, as she has never met a person like me before. And I am glad to answer her questions. Today, she asked a question regarding me going in for a mani-pedi, wondering whether the people know I'm a biological male under my skirts. And I said, "Does it matter?" Without the tone from a voice, she had no way of knowing whether I was upset at her. And I had to say that I wasn't upset, I was dismissing any concern about how others may think when I'm doing business with them as Marian. I simply expect to be treated as any normal female would when I'm going out in Marian Mode.
Hopefully, she'll eventually be comfortable seeing me as Marian. It would be nice to be able to be this way when seeing her, as I'd be able to go shopping as Marian before seeing her.