Discrimination

My wife usually buys my stuff. I tell her what i want when we r shopping. People still judge and give us some funny looks or they say but thats a little big for u. But thats the price u pay for being born the wrong sex.

Why should it be the business of anyone else? While I do most of my shopping online, I have bought panties, pantyhose, stockings, as well as pads and tampon's at Walmart and other stores and no one has ever given me a funny look.

Elaine

Half of the thrill is buying lingerie, esp. if the clerk is female and I'm wearing a bra

@ Elaine: I'm with Stan. I like to shop for anything: garage sales, Home Depot, Harbor Freight, and lingerie. I go to a department store and head straight for the lingerie section. Having purchased literally hundreds of lingerie items, I can tell you it's fun. In contrast to your experience I've had very few negative reactions for sales ladies. They treat my sale like any other sale. I have a deal with a boutique. She stays after hours for me, so I can spend $60-$80. I can try on things and have a lot of fun.

Even then it can be a fun experience, flaunting your preference for clothing. I shopped often at a merchandise outlet than sold stuff major retailers were dumping. I'd bought shoes, ladies pants, lingerie before. One day I was looking at an exceptionally fancy lacy bra, of the same style a lady friend wears. Blaring over the loudspeakers was 'customer in lingerie needs assistance!' Sales lady with a attitude snarls, 'May I help you?' Probably thinking that confronting me would cause me to put it down and leave. "Um, this is a 40, but I usually wear 38. You don't have dressing rooms any more to try on things do you?" She replies, "No. You can't try it on." I said, "Too bad." I put it back. She's really upset. "Do you see anything else you like?" I replied, "No, this is the only one, and maybe it's too big." I scolded her a little. "You shouldn't treat customers like this. I've been here before, and bought these shoes and pants," I said pointing at my clothes, "and other bras." There were some other bra and panty sets. I asked her to take down a couple and find me a 38D. We looked at several. I commented the panties were too large (true) Finally I had tortured her enough. I peered at her name tag. "Rosalba. I'll take the bra. If it's too large I can take it in on the sides. Let's ring it up. Great deal: was $45 now only $4." I shopped there again for a few months and never got hassled again.

I buy lingerie for my wife as well as myself and could care less what the clerks think. I'll have to admit I have never asked to try anything on. If someone is shy try telling the clerk your wife is temporarily disabled due to an accident and it is too painful for her to go shopping. This will probably get you some sympathy points with whoever is helping you.

I used to love going lingirie shopping by myself. I'd alway try and find a pretty cashier when I paid to see if they'd comment about my pretty selections.

My strategy is different for different venues. The #1 choice is the internet, preferably eBay or Amazon Prime with two-day shipping and free returns. Stores with self-checkout (like some Targets) are probably the easiest for everyday lingerie and clothing items, even shoes. If you know your size, easy just to throw it in the basket (along with some motor oil of course) and haul ass before scanning and bagging yourself. I like thrift stores for the savings and the vintage stuff, but the ones with change room attendants are a tall order for the light of courage (including me).

If you're feeling like serious retail therapy and have even a little courage try an upscale department store and enlist the aid of a younger female attendant. Think we've finally arrived at the point where the new generation "gets it" and really doesn't much care enough to judge. Simply walk up to her and quietly say something like, excuse me, hi, I'm going to a drag party soon and I'm looking for some advice on picking the right bra size." I did that once at Nordstrom and the young woman graciously helped me select one and then dutifully helped me make the purchase at a discreetly located register. Even smiled and thanked me for the sale!

In Melbourne Australia I have no issues buying whatever I want. It is really nice to have a professional bra fitting.

I haven't had any problems buying stuff although I still use self checkouts. Funny side note I was in public for the first time at a goodwilland on a whim I tried on a bridal gown. As I was waiting for a changing room a older gentleman commented "looks like she is getting ready for a wedding" I was awash with pride that I passed as a woman

As part of my gender reassignment, I had to do the real life test. It was never a problem for me as I had decided many years before to come out and live permanently as a woman. Even before I was prescribed hormones I had already been living and working as a woman for many years. I had always been confident, and I always had the attitude that it is my business and no one else's what I do in my life.

So obviously I have always shopped for my own clothing and make up etc myself.

I have honestly never had a problem doing this. All of the staff I have ever encountered have always been very professional and helpful. So at least to my face, have always treated me the same as all other customers. I have had makeovers, bra fittings, assistance in changing rooms, beauty treatments, and spray tans. Never once with any problems from the staff or other customers.

I read women's magazines and beauty books all the time and I frequently used to talk to my work colleagues and ask for advice and guidance. As I worked in the airline industry, smart uniform dress code and make up was mandatory. So their help was always very welcome.

The most bizarre, but also most exciting and rewarding experience I ever had whilst shopping in a large department store for hosiery early one morning came completely out of the blue and in some ways scared me to death at the time.

I was on my way to work at the airport. But as a group of us were going out to the theatre that evening I decided that I would buy some new tights rather than the boring and dull regulation airline navy blue.

The store had not long opened and apart from the saleswoman and two other women, I was the only one in the department.

As I was browsing through the many choices available, the other two women came over to me and started asking me questions about the style and availability of the hosiery I normally choose.

The one woman was a salesperson for a new brand of French designed hosiery that was being launched in the UK. Whilst the other girl who had the most amazing legs I have ever seen in my life was a promotion girl modelling the new tights.

We all chatted for quite a while, discussing different products and styles. Obviously by now they had both become aware that I was trans.

They both complimented me on my look and said that I had good legs.Although I admit, my legs were better when I was younger, I would never have said that. Especially when wearing my airline regulation navy tights.

The saleswoman said to the model, I think she would be perfect, don't you,? The promotion girl agreed and said yes, definitely.

The saleswoman then explained that they were having a new product promotion shoot in London and that they were looking for someone to model the plus size range, and would I be interested in doing this?

I started to laugh and looked at the promotion models perfect legs, I said be serious, how can I compare to those legs.!!

We all laughed, but then she explained that I would only have to model the plus size garments, as the other girls would be modelling the more prestigious tights and stockings, as the plus size range was not suitable for their figures.

They explained that both of them would be there together with another model from Manchester, who they both knew and had worked with them before.

They explained that everything I needed to do was with a dress or a skirt and with underwear on. All the full body, no underwear and sheer photos would be done by the other two girls. All I needed to do was to bring at least 3 pairs of shoes in different colours with a minimum 3 inch heel and at least 2 short dresses and 3 short skirts. Everything else was provided, including my travel costs, food and 2 nights hotel accommodation.

I had to pinch myself to believe what I was hearing. Again I said seriously I can't do this, and also what about the other model and photographer? What would they think? Again they both assured me that it would not be a problem as they had all worked together before and we would all get on together fine.

I explained that I had no idea what to do as a model, but they said that it was only my legs that would be photographed and the other girls would be there too to help me and advise me, as well as the photographer would. Eventually the excitement, but also apprehension was too much and I agreed to do it. They took my details, gave me 25 pairs of different colours and styles of tights to wear from then onwards, I signed a contract binding me to that brand, to wear their products for 2 years, and 3 weeks later I was off to a studio near Hackney to do the shoot.

It was fantastic, and an almighty high, and confidence boost for me. The photographer and the promotion models were brilliant and guided me through everything that was done.

Even stood beside me and in front of the male photographer whilst wearing nothing but a. Pair of sheer tights or hold ups they were not fazed, and didn't bat an eyelid, they were 100% professional, just telling me how to stand and turn for each batch of photos.

It was an amazing experience and something I will never forget. Yet it all came about just by chance of going into a shop to buy something.

My confidence and self belief was sky high, and even to this day, it is still something that I step back on and use for my own benefit and self belief.After doing that, nothing now fazes me, or bothers me at all about shopping and buying anything.

Hope this is of help to anyone who is a bit shy and nervous of buying things

I am very lucky my wife goes with me. Other women stroll by in the panty aisle and must know they are not her size. She's bigger, I weigh way less, so I just pretend I belong there. I have every right to feel pretty as they do,I just get a blank look.

I ignore these judgemental prudes because I know I'm nicer as a man but as a girl...I'm prettier too.

I used to be embarrassed about buying things like condoms, enema bags, fleet enemas, etc. Not so much anymore, I just do a quick store sweep to make sure no one I know is there. I'm always paranoid about getting caught with a buggy full of interesting items in the checkout line or the dreaded price check! I once was buying some pantyhose in an adults store. I was asking about sizes and the clerk there asked me how tall my girlfriend was... I said, they are for me and chuckled lol.

My fiancé and I enjoy shopping together.

We usually hit up a couple different Ross' and Target.

When I first started wearing panties I was really reserved and semi embarrassed.

Now I'll openly grab panties, dresses, bras etc off the racks and talk about them with her.

We like to find matching panties to wear together or apart and know that we match... Kinda like a lil inside secret 😃

So, when we check out, there's 2 of most of the panties in 2 different sizes...

At first this freaked me out "OMG they're gonna know I wear panties!!" hahaha

Now they pick em up and are either totally oblivious or give her and/or I a knowing glance... It's such a wonderful feeling not to care what others think!!!

Next step, trying on dresses/skirts etc in the stores!