Halloween is known in the community as international crossdressing day. The day where you can step out into the streets wearing almost any outfit, regardless of how slutty it is and not have anyone bat an eyelid. 

It was also on this day 3 years ago that Isabelle took her first step out in public. I was utterly terrified and hyper self-concious, constantly worried that I'd be recognised as a guy in a dress. But Isabelle has grown so much since that day. I've improved my makeup skills, mannerisms and dress sense. But most importantly I've realised that my fears were largely unfounded and lived entirely in my head. This Halloween, I stepped out confidently in public, feeling glorious and a perfect 10/10, in the same dress I had worn on my first time in public. I was ready to show the world the confident, elegant creature I had become. It was my Halloween Homecoming. 

I went for a she-devil/vampire look, with a white wig, black choker, clip-on devil horns, smokey amethyst and black eyeshadow, dark red lipstick and that killer off-shoulder bodycon little black dress that hugged all my curves. It took me around 1.5 hours to fully doll up since I didn't do a test run for my eyeshadow, but the end results was on point. I felt like a succubus all ready to drink deep on a poor sod's mortal soul. Too bad I didn't get faux vampire fangs, otherwise the look would have been perfect.

I didn't have any plans for Halloween 2022 originally and was content to just rest my old bones at home, but my fellow sister was incredibly persistent (in a nice way) to drag me out to Marquee, a club in Marina Bay Sands (MBS), to soak in the Halloween atmosphere since they having a themed party. Incidentally MBS was also the first place I met this fellow sister. While I'm definitely not the clubbing sort, I decided to just give it a shot in girl mode. I was sure clubbing while dressed as a pretty girl was also going to be a lot more fun than a frumpy guy.

The queue to enter the club was insanely long, snaking for more than 100 metres across 2 levels. Though we joined the queue at 9.40pm, and the club opened at 10pm, we only managed to enter around 11pm. The bottleneck was because processing of entry ticket purchases was slow. It did give our group some time to chit chat and walk the length of the queue to see cool and quirky costumes. My favourite costumes was a zombie 包青天 (Justice Bao), 3 girls dressed as 梁婆婆 (Liang Po Po) and a guy dressed as a covid test kit. Most girls turned up as sexy maids, devils, angels, students, sailors and other occupations. There was one sexy policewoman pulling around her caucasian boyfriend who was dressed in orange convict overalls. Slight kink vibes there.

After a long wait where they checked our bags and ID, we finally got into the club. Pretty sure the guy checking my ID gave me a second take because my male photo ID clearly looked quite different. But I'm definitely older than 18 so he waived me in. Clubbing music filled our ears and as I strode into the dim light of Marquee's entrance wearing my 14cm heels, I felt a slight joy and bounced a bit to the music. Isabelle, clubbing for the first time! Another bucket list item checked. 

Marquee was every bit the high end club, with all the nice bells and whistles. Being in Marina Bay Sands, there are standards to meet after all. It had a lot of LCD screens and strobes, a high ceiling which made the place look massive, a ferris wheel, a slide, multiple phototaking locations and a central dance floor. Occasionally someone would make a large drinks purchase and "runners" carrying led light illuminated bottles would walk onto the club floor to the table that ordered it.

Music was pretty great and there were dancers dressed in sequined flared mini skirts and makeup like crying dolls with running black eyeshadow. The dancers' moves were so, so good and insanely hot. I was mesmerised by their dance routine and couldn't stop watching. Their movements were so fluid, free flowing, yet every bit intentional. Almost made me want to sign up for some dance lessons to learn their moves. 

There was also a good vibe in the club which put me in a mood to dance. While it was just bouncing around and moving my hands, being in heels felt totally different. The feminine energy made me feel sexy, unfettered by my male trappings. I felt...alive. I could move my body in any manner, however unmasculine and didn't worry about being judged. It was pretty nice.

Marquee's toilets had slightly magnified mirrors and warm lighting that were perfect for taking selfies. I spent at least 15 minutes posing and taking photos in front of the mirror (to be fair I wasn't the only one doing that). One cis-girl who was doing the same told me she loved my entire outfit, which was extra validation. But that night it was but cherry on the cake. I already felt female this Halloween night.

Before long, it was time for Isabelle to call it a night as I had a few appointments lined up the next day. After I got home, de-dragged and packed up all my stuff, I felt unusually awake despite it being 2.30am. I was still riding the high from being out and about. Though Marquee's entrance price was a steep $50, since I rarely club it was well worth the adventure. What a night, what a blast I had. I definitely incurred some serious sleep debt and messed up my sleeping patterns a bit but it was so worth it.

Isabelle's all ready for Halloween 2023 😈