Burlesque

This is definitely the most frightening thing I've ever done but has given me so much confidence and a will to go further still. Had to go to the club in drab without knowing what to expect. When I got there the main class was in progress. The club was only open for the burlesque classes so that was ok . There were six girls in fishnets, heels and panties practicing the moves (actually doing a fan dance which I would attempt later). I had to announce myself and why I was there. My class was an hour after theirs but I'd given myself half-an-hour to get changed.

Bought a beer from the bar and went to the ladies to put my slap on. Wore my gold flapper dress but no fishnets (Joanne had ruined them – see last post) did have some tights at least. Also six inch heels (but brought my gold flats as well, full make-up and jewellery. Water wasn't hot enough for a decent shave but did a good job and was pleased with how I looked. Went back into the hall as the previous class was finishing. The girls were all only half concentrating on the lesson because they knew I was there and kept checking me out. At the end though they all smiled at me, wished me luck and told me how much I would enjoy it. They were not at all phased out.

Met my tutor, Tara, who is lovely. She was obviously interested in me and transgendered people in general and we talked about it a lot. She complimented me on my look and loved my wig which, she said, looked so natural. I think she was just being nice. She told me that the girls on the class before knew I was coming and were not worried about it at all.
We started off with the fan dance but it became apparent fairly early on that I needed more flexibility to it properly but we persevered until the end so I know all the moves. After a quick discussion we decided that the burlesque would have to wait a while and we would concentrate on improving my femininity; so we worked on my walk, my posture and how I should sit and behave socially. One thing I didn't know was that when I walk I should slightly cross my legs as I stride which opens up my hips. The other thing was the confident stride, heel first then toe. Not at all easy in six inch heels! When I sit and am talking to someone I should cross my legs at my ankles and lean slightly forward engaging them with my eyes. Again very difficult for someone who has been brought up to lean back and slouch.

Finally we did exercises to improve my suppleness and posture. I have been given homework and need to do these exercises for a month before making another booking. The exercises are based around strengthening my calves, thighs and ankles to help with wearing my heels; loosening my hips to help with my walk and strengthening the top of my spine to help with my posture.

All this time we talked about clothes, make-up and other feminine traits. Tara recommended that I spend some money on a good eye-liner and told me the best shops to go to find tailored clothes which would flatter my figure. She, like me, is very slim. Just a lot more elegant.

I loved every minute of it but must now practice hard for a month.

I can't wait for my next lesson.