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my first love!!
The first love for me was and is fashion, the stuff you would actually wear not the flamboyant cheesey catwalk things, dresses, skirts, tops,,SHOES and bags i am an utterly hopeless shopperholic .
I think I need help, can not walk past anything cute or classy without the need to have it, ho hum what to do ??? Shop or stop, goodies or money, happy or miserable?
OH sorry being blond question umm………… Is anyone else this bad?
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I am exactly the same with boots and tight jeans and tights, I see them and I have to have them its bad but its sooooooooo good
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My first love ??
As in love or…what?
Her name was Nerida. She was 21, I was 17. She was blonde, shapely, full of life, and my mate’s sister. She was also engaged but she loved to engage with me, so to speak, from time to time! How I miss her, after all these 42 years. There is a song by Brian Adams; “Summer of 69′ that is THE picture I have of her, passionate embraces on her mothers porch in the wee small hours. That song is so true to real life for me. Every time I hear it I just melt.
But now, my OTHER love must surely be….pantygirdles, and control briefs, cottontail panties, long line brassiers, corsets, suspenders, nylons, stilletos, flowers and fragrance, beautiful flowing billowy dresses, ALL things feminine and sensual. In my dreams, of course!
Jannine. x
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Hi my first love would be stockings and suspenders……… just love the feel and now boots and tights as well , lingerie in general , just feels and looks great ………. not so much on me but great otherwise ….
..lol lol
They are what got me started dressing in the first place and well , still going , the money over the years i have spent like all of us …oh well its all to much fun. -
My first love was makeup (strange, I know). Followed closely by shoes (boots in particular). Then, of course, came the lingerie. And in the correct sequence, comes the clothes.
My best love was my dog, Rex (original – huh?), who listened attentively to me whinging for hours on end during my teenage years about how unfair life is and later, to how unfair my wife (who couldn’t understand me) was. So much so, he has been gone for over 20 years and I still can’t bring myself to get another dog. He never judged me and his love was truly unconditional. And he was the first to get to know the real me. I still miss him so much. RIP
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It was pantihose when I was a teenager. Now its boots and the feel of stockings on freshly waxed legs
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My first love was the pet cat. I could express the real me and openly gentle and caring.
After a hard day in the real world having to put up the macho front I would go home and caress this small vulnerable creature with gentleness on full.
I would wipe away that dull ugly unhappiness and fear and replace that with beautiful colourful shiny happiness.
Blissed out pussy
love
Vicki -
Wow I forgot I ever wrote this . I must say I’m still no better than I ever was , though I’ve had less money to waste . Worst thing about that is having to wait and having to use laybuy to secure all the gorgeous things.
I am just to impatient and what’s worse is every visit to pay means then chance to find more , oh how tragic lol.
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Wow I forgot I ever wrote this . I must say I’m still no better than I ever was , though I’ve had less money to waste . Worst thing about that is having to wait and having to use laybuy to secure all the gorgeous things.
I am just to impatient and what’s worse is every visit to pay means then chance to find more , oh how tragic lol.
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I know exactly how you feel Kristyana, my credit cards are exponentially linked to my shopping habits. So untill I pay a decent amount off of them I can’t go shopping.
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Ok my first love mmmmm ok deep breath I was15 and so was he yes he omg this is hard that all may be more later salleyj
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My first love was Geoffrey and we were both 14 or 15 at the time. I think it was when I saw him in a school fashion parade for charity which involved dressing in the other sexes clothing. He wore baby doll PJs and he looked gorgeous. We were a couple in secret for a few years, but the social realities of the time meant we were expected to get marry and have children. Eventually we drifted apart. We both have a wife and children now with no regrets about that and there is nothing either would or could do to change what has happened. We both feel fortunate in our lives.
Recently we go reacquainted and became friends again. It is nice to meet over coffee and talk about school and things we did when growing up. Thank goodness for facebook bringing us together again. I do not have any other friends from my school days.
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My first love has always been stockings and corsets
I just love the feeling of them
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My first person love was a girl called Tina, she had a Japanese mum and Australian Army dad, I would have done anything (well nearly) for her. It may be due to falling in love with Tina at such a young age that I am so attracted to Asian people.
Mind you before I had met her I was always watching the Samurai series along with Monkey and any other Japanese, Chinese and Korean martial arts movies and anime and still do. Love number two I suppose is Asian anime and movies, LoL.
Ah ! clothing, well it would have to be pantihose, as for a very long time it was the only way I could feel feminine. I wore them under my jeans to primary school (I was also “tucking” back then as my anatomy did not drop until I was 14 and very quickly put back where it belonged).
Pantihose got me through everything (and the occasional chance to wear my mums 50’s dresses and petticoats) until I was able to buy my own clothing when I started to work full time at 15 when I splashed out on a frilled skirt and matching lace short sleeved top (for my sister of course) and wore them so much that the colour wore off LoL.My favourite clothing is a bit more “darker” now and probably inappropriate to post. A girl has to keep some secrets to herself }
Cheers…..Karly
