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How I started
Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 6:13 pm
by Debbie Jayne
When I was 10 I stayed with my grandparents for the summer,I got really muddy and had to change.Rule at thier house was clothes at all times.Wasnt going outside so Grandma handed me a really soft gown till my stuff dried.I loved it!I'm 40 now and been doing it every since.
Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 9:45 pm
by KimberlyS
It is always interesting all the different ways we started.
kim
joe in a skirt
Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 12:00 pm
by DonnaT
Aren't gowns devilish in what they cause males to do?
Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 10:33 pm
by Kyra
Hmm, are you sure you didn't get muddy on purpose?
Just kidding! You know, I think I ended up in a similar situation one summer. I've a vague recollection of having to wear a nightgown at my grandmother's house. I don't remember all the details, just wearing it to bed.
Thanks for sharing with us, Debbie.
Hugs,
Kyra
Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:30 am
by Virginia
Hi Debbie,
It is so interesting in what and/or who inserts a key into our lock and opens the door to a whole new life. Ain't it great!
Virginia
How I started, muddy
Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 8:56 am
by Ann Stef
I too belonged to the "last play clothes muddy" club. My mothger geve me a choice, stay in my room all day in PJ's, or in one of my sisters play dresses and work in the kitchen and watch TV downstairs. I chose the latter, when my sisters came home later, they accepted me without too much giggling. I became more friendly with my two sisters and played with them all day and the next day. My mother wasn't planning to wash clothes for a couple of days, and I didn't mind. Fun, it was