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What’s in a name?
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Although I have been dressing since I was about eight years old. I had never needed a femme name until I first joined Seahorse in the early 80’s,
I needed a femme name for the application form and not wanting to copy any name from among our family and friends, I chose Sheryl.
I prefer the softer and I think more feminine sounding ‘Sh’ spelling of my name.
Two girl names stood out from my youth and the first became our daughter’s name. The second was of a very pretty girl named Sheryl who I knew as a teenager. She had an average body which was in no way extraordinary but I would have sold my soul to the devil to have a body like hers.
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I had always liked my name. ..Which does help, but not when your partners’ niece shares the same name, in which case my choice became unfortunate.
In the late ’80s I developed a crush on her, as she would flirt with me like nobody’s business, causing a lot of stress on my part being married to her aunt and 24 years older. I was mere male and she was an attractive 18 year old.However, I survived and we grew apart without incident, she also became a woman, …albeit losing some of the attractiveness that impressed me so much when she was a teenager. We remained friendly, she would often visit and gradually began a new life with her own romantic interest. I was secretly relieved that a part of my life had passed without too much heartbreak.
Not long before I first joined TgR, I pondered a name before starting my own email account …and in a light bulb moment I chose Jannine. I didn’t fully realise at the time how the repercussions would pan out, but after a minute or so I thought that I would have to alter it and played around with different spellings, although pronunciation remained the same, no matter how I spelt it. But I did like how it rolled off the tongue and also because my new name was fairly rare. My male name was so bog standard and common that I always shrank and felt more than a little embarrassed whenever I was called out in public. I’m not going to repeat it here, but I would have loved fifty cents for every time my name was compared to a well known department store of the same name, ..I would be quite rich by now. I have Welsh heritage and almost every third person in Wales shares my name or similar. I always secretly wished my dad had named me Sue, ..or Bernadette, ..or Bill, George. ..Anything but what I was stuck with. But my forename does mean ‘beloved’, and I firmly believe that is how I’d like to be remembered.
So, I’m stuck with my female name. I’ve used it for some years now and everyone knows me as that, or ‘Nini, or ‘Nene and I’ve added my mother’s second name Rebecca to it, which I like rather muchly. In retrospect I’m sorry for the bad choice and I meant no harm to my niece, rather now I view it as a tribute to her and the loveliness she once had as an innocent teenager. :cheer:
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Like Sheryl I required a femme name when I joined Seahorse in the mid 80’s. I pondered and procrastinated and ended up with Elizabeth, rather a classic name, the origin I’m unsure of. I did note quite recently that Elizabeth and my birth name of Ellis have the same biblical meaning which I thought interesting. In more recent years Elizabeth has been shortened to Liz which I don’t mind at all. All know me by Liz even spots that was unaware of; quite amazing how your name travels around. :cheer:
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My Name:
Well here is the story behind it, probably a bit long winded but here goes.
I was reared on a farm owned by my father, it was a soldier settler block in a newly established irrigation area 16 miles from the nearest town. I was a worker on that farm as soon as I was big enough to carry a bucket at age 6, I was milking cows by hand and separating the cream for sale to the local butter factory and the thought of an education was never considered by my father other than what he thought I needed to know about the farm so the ability to read and write never happened for me until I was in my 30s and being kept as a virtual slave I had very little contact with anyone other than my mum, and sister who is four years older than me. The fact that I was different from other kids had no meaning to me because there were no other kids, so that was my lot until I turned fourteen and the old man sold the farm and moved into town, by then my sister had moved out and was doing her nurses training and I was dumped into a school with no idea, no social skills and extremely shy, I hid around the school buildings every day for the first week and was considered backward with no prospects by the teachers, my one saving grace was I stood at over six feet and had the strength to match. My father had no feather use for me he provided a roof and mum kept me fed but that was it.
Then my sister decided to get married, (mostly she admitted years later to get even feather away from the old man) so the big social event was planned and I was expected to just stay out of the way until my sister bought her friend and bridesmaid around to meet mum.
“Mum meet DIANE oh, and this is my little brother” I was too shy to even look her in the face but she took a shine to me, as a kid of cause but she put her arm around me, for the first time in my life someone had touched me without it being painful and oh god she smelt good, I followed her like a shadow and ever time my sister tried to slap me away Diane came to me rescue at that point as you could imagine there was no greater person alive.
The big wedding day arrived and as usual I was never very far away from Diane when out of the mists of infatuation she appeared in the doorway of my room which was given to her for dressing wearing a beautiful lemon coloured chiffon dress, stockings and strappy white heels I was in love! I had never seen anyone so beautiful in my whole fourteen years of life and remember the whole event vividly.
After the wedding was over my sister moved interstate and so did Diane and I never saw her for years, probably just as well in the long run.
And that’s why I took the name DIANE, and every time I hear that name I still see that beautiful young lady in her chiffon dress.Cheers Diane.
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Hello lovely ladies,
I am new here and this is my first post.Long before my SO and I were married, about 20 years ago, we were fooling around in my car and she put her underwear on me.
At that stage she was not aware that I was a closet CD that had been dressing since my pre-teens so needless to say I was thrilled with the idea!
Unfortunately aftwards she didn’t want much more than that so my CD life quickly returned to the closet.
(read my profile for more on that)However she called me Jane that night, and although I’m sure she has long forgotten, I never did.
The femme part of me has been Jane ever since
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I started out with the name Linda because I was probably a little ashamed of what I was doing and wanted a name as remote from the real me as possible. But over time, my attitude changed from one of shame to one of pride. The more happy I became with who I am, the more I detested the name Linda and so changed it to become much closer to my boy name and therefore the real me. It is part of me now and won’t go away.
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Hi all,
My name (Veronica) was chosen because Veronica Lake was a major childhood crush (even though she was actually out of movies by the time I became aware of her magic). And then….I saw “This Gun for Hire”. Oh my. That did it.
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This long running Post has some great examples of how we have chosen to identify ourselves by a female name and its good to see new people here like Jane a few days ago adding her story.
In my own case, there werent a lot of options in a feminine version of my first name so my surname plays a bit part in “Caroline’And… It has always been a female name I have liked and over the years I have discovered quite a few songs with Caroline in them apart from the obvious Neil Diamond one and they give me a smile when i listen to them .
My friends here call me ” Caro “
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When I was in my late teens and ‘encouraged’ by my parents to conform to my birth gender I went out with a very pretty girl named Emily, who was a real girly girl. The relationship didn’t last that long as, although I like her company, I really didn’t enjoy dating a girl. When dressing after we broke up (neither of us was really heartbroken) I used to try to look as girly as Emily and I realised some years later that it was Emily’s style, mannerisms and dress sense (or dresses and high heels) that had attracted me. I just naturally, when asked, introduced myself as Emily. I have kept my true surname and now introduce myself as Emily Wells
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On the internet, over the years, I have created a lot of aliases for myself, Karakorata, Jurien, Jupixaz, Neito, Neiho, Yrgzi. But to find a new name for my authentic feminine persona, the real me, was difficult because I wanted something unisex. I toyed with Justine, Juniper and Jonni, because they were similar to my Birthname. However I decided to use Juni because it is something I don’t mind being called in the real world. It’s also short for Juniper which has a nice meaning I can relate to.
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That’s a very interesting question! I’ve had a couple of names over the years but ended up with Bridgette because I liked the way it sounded. I’ve never known any Bridgette’s in my life so I can’t say it was a close friend or a loved one that I respected. I guess in the long run, we choose what we feel comfortable with.
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I choose the name Juni because it is short for Juniper. I like the meaning of the name, and the sound. Also the first two letters are the same as my legal name, so it’s less confusing for me. Lastly, Juni is a unisex name, which really suits where I am in my transition at the moment.
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My three teenage daughters purchased a baby name book and picked out my name Kirsti Brooke.
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Being brand new I haven’t really got a name organised yet. Not sure where Abi came from when I signed up! Not sure I can keep it as it is the next door neighbour of my very supportive friend, whose 2 day parties I am most likely to dress up at. Could get confusing with two Abis…
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At the age of 7 I started off with the name my mother would have called me had I been born a girl. I stuck with that name right up until the internet fired up.I realised I need to change my name and use the same initial as my male name to make it easier with credit cards PayPal eBay and the post office.
I didn’t want a name close to my male name or sounding like it as I wanted to keep both my male side and my female side totally separate.
