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Since a lot of us seem to share our beginnings with trying on hose, and seem to have been caught at some point, I will share with you the beginning of the Divine Miss T - which involves both! (You did see that coming, right?)

Hmm...yeah...

I got caught the first time out. I was about 5 or 6 and had been watching my sister get ready for a date. I thought her blue hose (popular at the time - early seventies) looked cool, and wondered what it was like to wear them. So after she left on her date, I slipped the door to her room shut, and tried on a pair. Wow! I was in heaven. This was the best thing since the Big Wheel! I was so into the moment, I didn't even notice my sister had come back to gather some forgotten item.... :o

Hmm...yeah...

Well of course she yelled for Mom, and I thought a quick death was looking pretty good right then. Mom, being a very conservative, properly raised southern Christian lady, acted accordingly - outraged. I was sent promptly to my room. After a bit of general commotion from everyone and a few minutes wait, I was called back out. To my amazement, my sister had gone to the store and I was given my very own, jr. sized pair of blue pantyhose! My mother instructed me to go put them on and go outside.

Now (and you know this as much as I), this was my mother's tactic of using psych warfare on her child. She, I'm sure, figured that this would cure my curiousity, or end up embarrasing me, and that would be the end of things. But instead I learned two important things...

Hmm...yeah...

First, the moral lesson - Don't get caught! :o

Second, I was hooked like a coke-fiend! I was in the kind of euphoria reserved for the 3-hit-pixie-dust-sugar-coma, just walking around in my blue jeans and new hose underneath. I loved the feeling it brought out in me, and I smiled every time I caught sight of them showing in the gap between my jeans and sneakers.

The hose soon wore out and went away, alas, not to be replenished. But I took it well and moved on. To makeup! My sister is still amazed to this day at how fast she went through makeup back then. In fact, I still have some of her Fashion Twenty-Two pencils around here somewhere...

And mom? Maybe she noticed there was an occasional extra pair of panties in the wash that dissappeared by the end of the dry cycle. But then again, she adopted the strategic policy later to be known worldwide as "don't ask, don't tell" (a policy still in place today). It was her way of coping, and I wasn't about to mess with it - especially since the hose incident never reached the ear of the highly explosive, occasionally violent, dad.

So there! The beginning of Miss Toni Divine. And if you read this far, thanks for letting me share!

LOL!



Miss Toni Divine,

You truly are divine. I laughed my butt off when you talked about being hooked like a coke fiend.

I wish my mom had said, "I'll teach you a lesson. Put them on and see how it feels!" But she didn't. She just asked me if I wanted to be a "sissy" after my dad found me. Also in blue hose.

When I was older I explained it away by telling folks that I was playing a super hero character.

Talk about one of the worst moments I ever had.

My brother also busted me once after going in my mom's bathroom garbage can and taking out the hose she'd thrown away. I was only in kindergarten when that happened. He threatened to tell all of my friends, but didn't and he didn't tell my parents.

He caught me because I stuffed them in my underwear and I was walking down the hall with this HUGE freaking buldge. I ran away from him and tried to get them in the garbage, but naturally he pursued and caught me putting them in.

Anyway, you're classic Toni. I love your personality and I'm glad you're here with us! What an awesome beginnings story!

Beauty

Hi Toni,

Now that was a fun read! (Probably wasn't too fun for you at the time, though... :| ) Thanks for posting. (Aaaahh, the Big Wheel--what memories that brings back!)

So, you were a Blue-Hosed Big-Wheeler, then? It always amazes me how so differently parents react to their boys' being caught crossdressed. I guess they each deal with it in their own way (there just ain't no instruction manuals, especially for such a situation as this!).

Again, thanks for sharing this with us. I've welcomed you elsewhere but let me do so again: welcome to the forum, girl!

Love,
CJ

Beauty/CJ:

Thanks so much for your comments. I have a handbag full of tales lying around just waiting to be shared, which I will be more than happy to do as the occasion arises.

Compared to some (like yourselves), I may come in a bit short in beauty and grace, but I do make up for it with attitiude! Momma certainly did not raise a shy child!

Toni

Toni Divine wrote:First, the moral lesson - Don't get caught! :o

Second, I was hooked like a coke-fiend! I was in the kind of euphoria reserved for the 3-hit-pixie-dust-sugar-coma,

Toni,

I really like the way you tell a story... that was a very enjoyable read.... I loved the line about the Pixie Dust.....

Please tell more of your stories.

Shannon

Hey the hooked like a coke fiend was great. It puts a image in your head that just makes you laugh. Thanks for the great read.

Hi Toni,

Absolutely wonderful story. Loved it. I'm glad you got caught and hooked at the same time or you wouldn't have been here with us.

Thanks, it is cheaper than cocaine, anyway.

Nope, wrong again. I just checked the closet. It's time to knock out another wall. You know, when I die, they'll be able to shoe an entire girls basketball team for a year, maybe more.

T

Hey Toni,
I very much enjoyed your post also. Thanks for sharing. As one who was caught by my mom early on, I definitely relate. I didn't get the "put this on and wear it" tactic. I got the "Boys don't act this way, it's sissified" lecture instead.

Great read, and great to have you here.

Hugs,
Kyra

I probably shouldn't say this, but since it is positive, I will say it anyway. Now that I have been around the forum long enough to have some best friends, I am searching out their beginnings. It's only fair. I spent five weeks preparing mine, and they are now finally posted.

I can definately relate to getting caught. Most of my 3 Kbyte beginnings post relates in one way or another to getting caught one time or another.

I can also relate to light sheer blue hose. Only problem was that by the time I got started, they didn't cover my hair well enough. Was age 11 too young to be vain?

Anyway, thanks Toni for being such a good communicator, and for sharing your life experiences.

Hugs,

Bernice

Hey Toni, what a great beginnings story! Very well written; you have a great way of telling a story.

I'm glad Bernice brought this thread back up. I must say blue pantyhose sound interesting. Starting as a crossdresser in the 80's and 90's (like me) seems much more boring now with nothing but suntan and nude hose.

Also, Toni, forgive me for asking if you have addressed this in another post, but does your sister now know about the CD side of you??

Take care, Michelle

Michelle:

No, my sister still is in the dark about my CDing. She moved out about a year after the incident, and we have never discussed the topic since. She is a bit like my mother in some respects; and I think our age difference has played into things as well (there is about 17 years difference in our ages). I am almost the same age as my neices and nephew (max age difference about 5 years or so).

T

Michelle, you just need to look harder...my husband found purple fishnet the other day

Michelle_CD wrote:I must say blue pantyhose sound interesting. Starting as a crossdresser in the 80's and 90's (like me) seems much more boring now with nothing but suntan and nude hose.

Michelle,

If you can't find them in the usual places, try stores that sell dancewear. I found a shop 'round the corner from me, and they stock all sorts of different hose in different colors and textures. A big part of their clientele are dancers in the various "gentlemen's clubs", so they have an interesting selection.

Toni,
What a great story and it was fun reading it,now you gotta admit the girls here are something else.
Picture Beauty in blue hose sprinkling "pixie dust" on everyone and claiming to be a super hero(ine).
And...."Blue Hosed Bigwheel Rider!" how cute!
I know hw you feel - I wanted to dress and go to a movie the other day, and I actually looked and heard myself say "I got nuttin to wear!?"
And the closet is full of things, I love it!!
We are looking forward to more stories.
Love,
Deborah