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how did it all start with you? How old were you?
My question is this us all start to dress up?
This is a funny subject as in odd, I have always loved to dress. I can remember when I was very young (under 10 years of age) borrowing a few things from my mother and trying them on when she was not at home. unlike other girls I didn’t have an older sister to borrow things from so my next step was to buy my own from Op shops, I was now around 20 just a skirt and blouse and funny no shoes. I stopped when I reached 22. For the next 10 to 12 years they chased a career and a partner but then about 5 years ago I just started again why?
I think was the Internet that restarted my interest or fascination, able to meet other people without the risk of being thought of as different. Being able to chat with other girls about being us, being able to miss out on the word of mouth way of meeting people has been a blessing. like most other girls are not gay I think? I do have friends that are openly gay and I can’t bring myself to tell them.
I do love the feel of a dresses a specially the underwear and the stockings, and when I was younger than look I could achieve.
For myself I now have to try and meet others in the real world face-to-face. My life is a secret I hide it from everyone and I am trying to share it with all of you.
Penny
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Hi Penny
No I don’t think this is a odd subject, when meeting new friends we often talk about how did you start and when ect.
Mine is strange, it never interest me untill my late 30’s, early 40’s – am now the ugly side of 50 – 51 although I’m prone to lie ! Up untill till then I never thought about it (maybe I should have) or wish I did. My first interest was womans underwear and then stockings and kept going over a few months. One day I tried make-up with all the other stuff on and said to myself “my god, what a feeling”. My interest grew and with the internet and TR started going out en femme and come out to my family.
I have tried to stop and throw stuff out and live denial but as we all know you can’t do that – its stays with you. At my age now and others agree who cares, I feel great and very happy in my life at the moment. I don’t think i have ever been thinking more postive since I have been honest to myself.
So girls I’m a late stater with plenty to catch up on.
Take it easy,
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Dear all
One things for certain if as Vicki Lee says“The journey does not always start at the beginning,
It does not always get to the end,
You can get off, you can get back on,
You can go forward, you can go backward,
But if you have a ticket you will always be on that journey”Hugs Janet
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As young kid at primary school in England, I felt jealous of the girls who wore tights in winter. It led to trying pantihose on and grew from there to lingerie and so on. Its self satisfying, yet self defeating. The more you dress the more you want to dress, and following on from there the further you want to go.One thing led to another and I started dressing seriously 15 years ago. Sporadic until the end of last year.
Where the journey will end I don’t know.
Hugs Helen
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Guess I’ve had a ticket for past 50 years. On again, off again etc. Started with sisters doing make up on little brother, then I tried on their pretty petticoats and dresses when they weren’t at home.
Off again while I did the testosterone thing in late teens. 😈 On again with high heels in early 60’s.
Off again when I got married then I snuck back on again when the kids got married. On and off a few times as the marrage waxed and waned. 🙄
First public outing at last years TR Xmas party, still relive the trill as I walked out the apartment door and it closed behind me. I was commited and enjoyed every minute of the night. 😮
Don’t punch my ticket – I want to stay on for a lot more rides. 😉
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Let’s see, I first started playing with jewellery etc. at the age of 16 when I started working and got money! My whole life, I have always checked out girls to see what they are wearing, not just their bodies. I went out in public at the age of 23 with a friend and felt so good about my appearance. Next I got married and like others, put it all away, BIG mistake. Marriage started to go cold and as they say “once you have it in the system, it never goes” and it is true for me. I was 37 when the ex walked out and now at 38, I am the happiest that I have ever been. If I ever team up again with a partner, she will know and accept that Peta is alive and well because that’s who I am. This girl is slowly pushing her twin brother aside! The ironic thing in all of this…..I don’t usually wear jewellery at all now.
Peta.
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For me it started when i was about 11-12 years old , i used to love getting into my mums underwear drawer and touch all her lacy underwear .And till this day I love not only to touch but to wear lacy knickers and sexy underwear , it relaxes me . the feeling to dress up comes and goes, it sometimes is a very strong feeling just like today for example , i have just spent the weekend with my kids on Stradbrooke Island and I couldn’t wait to come home and get dressed, they do not know the full extent to my dressing up and for how long it’s been going on, simply because i don’t consider myself passable they may come to know about this later, .
I have one big wish , and that is to one day venture out as someone that is passable, but sadly time is against me I feel., i still need someone to teach me the tricks of the trade , as far as makeup goes
I do enjoy every moment i get to dress up.This has been my first post , and it wansn’t as bad as i thought it would be
I might even do it again some day.I can and I will
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Hi Jill, read with interest your forum article and profile. I’m not big on the forums but I have to say to you; “Never too old to enjoy what you do!” I’m similar age height and weight and sometimes I look in the mirror and go UGGGHHH!!. But I still love my hobby, and around the house take every moment I can to get dressed up to the nines or just relax in a pair of jeans and nice top with all the frilly bits on underneath of course. It makes me more complete. The body might be aging but the mind remembers youth in vivid colours. You go Girl. Love Sue.
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I was about 10 when my mum best friend move next store and i see lots very sexy underwear, skirts and tops so one day i went over to her place and stoled her bra and panties and try them on it made me feel relaxed and i want more of her cllothing so couple weeks later i stolded red dress very tight and it made me very horny so i think that got me into crossdressing so over pass 25 years i have been off and on dressing and one day i would love dress up and get marriage to male in dress.
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Like a lot of girls, I started at about 11 or 12 years old. The day I remember most was at 16 when I bought a denim mini skirt (fave item of clothing to this day) and a gorgeous pink top with my first part time job pay.
Yes, I thought I was extremely stange, until the internet weaved its magic and revealed websites and forums for girls like us.
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Hi Girls,
Firstly, this is my first post in any forum whether it be on T Radio or any other site. Also, having just joined, i scrolled through recent discussion topics and the topic of “how did it all start?” is appropriate in my evolution to being Brenda. Hopefully you (all) relate to this in some way…
The first time (at approx 6 y.o.) I had thoughts of wanting to dress as a woman was watching my grandmother fastening her stockings to her suspenders one day. I thought “wow, that’s fantastic!”. Her corset looked beautiful and the image of that day has been with me ever since.
At about 8 y.o i was at swimming lessons and i was quite the chatterbox after my lesson had finished. Mother would get frustrated with how long it took me to get dressed afterwards; so she thought she’d punish me by having me get changed in the ladies change rooms (!). I was in heaven, and felt that this was “right” for me.
My teen years posed the usual pimples and restlessness that confronts us all, yet I yearned for the day I could wear ladies clothes. Fortunately at this stage my family were going away for weekends and I opted to stay home and “sample” my mother and sister’s clothing etc. They were great times for me dresssing. Only one moment that I thought would’ve “outed” me was when I tried a pair of mother’s white panty hose and I split them from front to back! Nothing has been said to this day.
Sadly one day I received news that I was moving from a co-ed high school to a boys only private school. This was tough for me to accept as I had alot of female friends who wore the short cotton summer dress uniforms and the Harrison Idaho school shoes that I loved the look of. I’m still trying to find a pair of these shoes today for me in a size 11 (ladies). I do have the right school dress now. The one good thing that came from the boys school was that the headmaster’s secretary looked fantastic in dark blue stockings, white blowse and an elegant knee length skirt – sorry, it was the 80’s.
Moving on, one strange, yet liberating moment was a weekend spent at Wilson’s Prom and we all had to wear wetsuits due to cold weather. I was last to put on my suit and it had a slightly different shape/fit and lumps where breasts should be. Wow, it was a girls wetsuit. I was running along the beach and so happy, and not like Bo Derek in “10”!
As I got older, I blocked out alot of my cross dressing thoughts and only resumed my enjoyment of same in my late 20’s buying my first ensemble of “Fine Lines” white suspender belt, briefs and navy blue stockings – see comment above re: headmaster’s secretary..
My ex-wife accepted my dressing, yet as you’d all know and appreciate, she did not want to be around when I dressed. She was a lovely woman and sadly there were other issues that ended the relationship. Her mother was beautiful and so generous to me when I was married that I’ve adopted her name “Brenda” as a mark of respect for when I’m en femme. Hope that makes sense.
Ever since the divorce 3 years ago, I have made more room for Brenda in my life, and am buying select items of lingerie, clothing and footwear when I can. Fortunately, I can wear panties daily under my corporate attire and have really enjoyed wearing nighties or PJ’s to bed. I sleep really well. I’ve resumed shaving down also and feel great when freshly shaved.
My thoughts presently are that I may look at taking Brenda further towards transition at some stage in my life. This is on hold for now as I’m in a new relationship with a woman who knows I dress. I’ll see what transpires….
I’d be interested to hear your thoughts on my prose above and look forward to hearing form you…
Bye for now…Brenda
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I was very young, about 5-6 when I first had the desire to wear my twin sister’s panties. I took every opportunity possible to sneak a pair from her drawer and wear them under my boy clothes or to bed. It was the late fifties, early sixties and nylon panties were bountiful. I also had female cousins who visited regulary and for some reason panties were always exchanged as presents for Christmas and birthdays by my sister and cousins. I would sneak out of bed and unwrap the presents under the Christmas tree, find the new panties, put them on and then relunctedly re-wrap them. Into my teens, my sister and mother suspected that I was wearing their underwear 😳 and would try and catch me out which led to many “exciting” moments. Around 5-6 I also discovered the thrill of wearing plastic baby pants, pilchers we used to call them. I wore these as well from time to time when I could get them big enough to fit, but alas as I grew it finally came to the day when I could no longer buy them big enough. At least I would always be able to buy panties that fit.
Moving ahead, I married a great girl, she new of my liking to wear panties during sex and accepted that it heightend the experience for me. Of course she asked was I a crossdresser/gay/bi all of which I foolishly denied. I did the usual purging but around twenty years ago I accepted who I am and what I do. I am quite happy except for the fact that apart from wearing panties just about 24/7, I really don’t have anyone to share my extensive wardrobe, which is mainly lingerie, with. My wife does not know, or at least I don’t think she does, about my secret clothes, but tolerates the panty wearing. And oh, by the way, through the wonders of the internet, about 7 years ago I discovered that you can purchase adult size plastic panties to which I have added nappys. I do not use them for their intended purpose, oh okay, the occassional wetting, but their is something very comforting about wearing a nappy and plastic panties and when combined with lingerie, WOW.
So, what do you think
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I was nine when i 1st started i use to sneak mum panties ,bras and stockings. When i was in my teens i use to dress in mum dresses when her and dad went out for the day.
I dress most of the time now love to hear more from others.
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Hi Kate,
My first CD encounter was at about 13 my first year in high school. It was just a bra at first , (long story ) but soon went to mums dress’s,slips and everything else. Couple of purges on the way but still is a major part of my life.
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My only memories of early childhood are being late for school and getting sprung by Mum in one of her discarded girdles. I also failed to get rid of all the lipstick I had put on one morning and was noticed at the lunch table much to my humiliation at the time. I’d say I started at about age 4, and I still love wearing girdles.
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HI Girls
my earlist memoiries are about 4 yo when I tried to dress in my sisters dress and my dear mum found me and mum gave me 6 wacks on on the bum but thats was not the end My Dad found and was 12 of the best with a leather strap on the legs oh shit did that hurt but I had 3 sisters . but I learnt from a eary age to keep things close to your chest and that folowed me all my life .
I answered 60 minutes about transgendered children lets hope they air it
see you Steffi
