What is Crossdressing to you?
Posted: Thu May 13, 2004 9:40 am
April 26 was my birthday and I finally convinced myself that it's okay to dress again. The sky won't fall and the world won't come to an end. Finding this forum helped me see that.
I initially wanted to take some pictures, see what I look like and maybe get one that I could use here for the avatar. So I rummaged through my old stuff (in the last 10 years I had fully dressed maybe 3 or 4 times) and found enough to fashion something decent out of it. I found it amazing how much had vanished. Maybe I threw it out, maybe my wife, whatever.
After the day was done I couldn't believe the inner peace I experienced from that. It was like being on vacation for years on end and finally coming home. This is where I belong, home.
Since I have been off work (slow construction) I have the days to myself. Now I had finally allowed myself to dress up and I knew I'd be back to work pretty soon so I had better take advantage of the off time.
Over the next few weeks I bought new clothes, shoes and even two wigs (my old one was almost 20 years old!) It was kind of like a teenage girl just establishing her shopping savvy only I was trying to re-establish it. Not just in finding great deals but also in picking something out that I really like and would look good on me. The first purchase was so-so. It was somewhat plain, feminine but not fun. I wanted fun. Then I went on a quest for a black long sleeved blouse. In that quest I found a beautiful formal halter dress. This was something I had always dreamed about. My shopping savvy was being honed.
One other thing that was being re-learned was makeup. I think I have it back now but that re-evolution was something. I look back at only a few weeks ago and have to chuckle as a mother would when she sees her daughter's first attempt at makeup. And I do feel more like a mother than a daughter.
I never found that blouse so I once again set out on the quest. I found more things I really liked, shoes, skirts, tops and finally the blouse (but it was a bit small). I took more pictures and noticed everything I had bought was based in black. This girl had very limited taste.
The next quest was to find an outfit that had no black and was more summery. I already had the shoes so all I needed was the clothes. I found a nice top and some Capri pants but really had reservations about how I'd look. Yesterday I knew was my last dress up day as my daughter returns from college today.
So yesterday I made sure I took my time about every aspect of getting dressed. I had learned from my makeup mistakes and really fussed about the details. Once that was done I put on my new outfit. When I saw the image in the mirror it was like I had finally arrived. Now I was really home.
I have said all of this is to get to here. Yesterday I felt like a woman. No sexy outfits, no sultry makeup, just nice bright feminine clothing and natural looking makeup. And I was more me than I had ever been. This was how I wanted to stay, how I wanted everyone to see me. It represented the true me better than anything ever had. I was home and it was so nice to feel the warmth and coziness of being back in my own home. But it's so much more than that. It was an inner peace. I was the girl who had been lost and now was home. I never wanted to leave.
This is what crossdressing is to me. It's not sexual. It's not a fetish. It's just the outer person dressing like the inner person says she should dress. It's me being me. But if it's just me being me it's really not crossdressing is it? It's just dressing.
Love,
Julie
I initially wanted to take some pictures, see what I look like and maybe get one that I could use here for the avatar. So I rummaged through my old stuff (in the last 10 years I had fully dressed maybe 3 or 4 times) and found enough to fashion something decent out of it. I found it amazing how much had vanished. Maybe I threw it out, maybe my wife, whatever.
After the day was done I couldn't believe the inner peace I experienced from that. It was like being on vacation for years on end and finally coming home. This is where I belong, home.
Since I have been off work (slow construction) I have the days to myself. Now I had finally allowed myself to dress up and I knew I'd be back to work pretty soon so I had better take advantage of the off time.
Over the next few weeks I bought new clothes, shoes and even two wigs (my old one was almost 20 years old!) It was kind of like a teenage girl just establishing her shopping savvy only I was trying to re-establish it. Not just in finding great deals but also in picking something out that I really like and would look good on me. The first purchase was so-so. It was somewhat plain, feminine but not fun. I wanted fun. Then I went on a quest for a black long sleeved blouse. In that quest I found a beautiful formal halter dress. This was something I had always dreamed about. My shopping savvy was being honed.
One other thing that was being re-learned was makeup. I think I have it back now but that re-evolution was something. I look back at only a few weeks ago and have to chuckle as a mother would when she sees her daughter's first attempt at makeup. And I do feel more like a mother than a daughter.
I never found that blouse so I once again set out on the quest. I found more things I really liked, shoes, skirts, tops and finally the blouse (but it was a bit small). I took more pictures and noticed everything I had bought was based in black. This girl had very limited taste.
The next quest was to find an outfit that had no black and was more summery. I already had the shoes so all I needed was the clothes. I found a nice top and some Capri pants but really had reservations about how I'd look. Yesterday I knew was my last dress up day as my daughter returns from college today.
So yesterday I made sure I took my time about every aspect of getting dressed. I had learned from my makeup mistakes and really fussed about the details. Once that was done I put on my new outfit. When I saw the image in the mirror it was like I had finally arrived. Now I was really home.
I have said all of this is to get to here. Yesterday I felt like a woman. No sexy outfits, no sultry makeup, just nice bright feminine clothing and natural looking makeup. And I was more me than I had ever been. This was how I wanted to stay, how I wanted everyone to see me. It represented the true me better than anything ever had. I was home and it was so nice to feel the warmth and coziness of being back in my own home. But it's so much more than that. It was an inner peace. I was the girl who had been lost and now was home. I never wanted to leave.
This is what crossdressing is to me. It's not sexual. It's not a fetish. It's just the outer person dressing like the inner person says she should dress. It's me being me. But if it's just me being me it's really not crossdressing is it? It's just dressing.
Love,
Julie