Hello

Wow, last night I finally did what I have being dreaming about, I dressed up fully as a woman.

It was an amazing feeling, the excitement, I felt like I was going to explode. I had to calm myself down while shaving my legs, so not to cut myself. Before last night I only wore pantyhose and panties. The feeling of pantyhose on freshly shaved legs is amazing wow, last night was the first I ever shaved my legs.

Once I was fully dressed, It was amazing how comfortable I felt and how right it felt. I am surprised how easily I learnt to walk in heels, almost like I am have being doing it all my life.

I felt almost like I am suppose to dress like this or maybe even that I am suppose to be a girl. I have never felt so relaxed, almost like I finally found my place. I will definitely do this again. I now need to start building my female clothing collection.

I now want to start looking into investing in a pair of decent breast forms. (any suggestions)

The worse part of the evening, was when it was time to undress :-(((((.

I think tonight I will dress again, the woman instead me is urging me too.

Do the more experienced dressers still get this excitement when dressing, because I love that feeling and i hope it never goes away.

For the last ten or twelve years, I have been dressing fully once or twice a week.  While I have been an occasional crossdresser since childhood, most of my dressing before this was  for relatively few stolen moments and mostly did not involve full dressing and makeup.  There is a certain thrill with anything new that tends to fade somewhat over time, but the enjoyment and sense of completion that I get when I put on a dress or a skirt remains.

There is a phenomenon known as "pink euphoria" that often accompanies the experience of dressing for the first time.  Enjoy it.  But be careful not to make any irreversible decisions when in a highly emotional state.

Noleen,

The first time is a truly spiritual moment and you should enjoy it to the fullest.  Louise is right on both of her comments.  Over time the intense excitement tends to fade.  I have to admit though, when I am getting ready for a special outing or event that old intense excitement comes back.  The second comment Louise had was about "Pink Euphoria" and it can be powerfully intoxicating.  Enjoy dressing but take time to explore and then examine your feelings.  During the euphoric stage many of us had that feeling we were really women on the inside.  It may be true, but you have to know for sure.  It takes time to understand and interpret your feelings.  I have found that I identify as a crossdresser and that works for me.  I'm proud of that fact and I do my best to enjoy being so.

While you are doing that though, make sure you enjoy every one of your moments en femme.

Sally

Noleen,

The only feeling I ever had when I "dressed", guess from the age of 11 onwards, was that it felt so right ...
No fireworks, just how I felt I needed to be.
But my identification was always TS, from as long ago as I can remember I wished I were and felt I was a girl.
Enjoy your dressing for what it is, have fun, but remember its a "hobby" ... unless of course you really feel its more than that ??

Laura x

I have yet to fully dress, in fact this morning was the first time I wore a skirt for an extended time. Even just in a skirt and panties, it felt like it was right, I finally felt "normal".

I wear a skirt and cami around the house. I go out from 1-3 times a week. I love expressing myself to the public. I feel so relaxed a liberated.

Gennee

When I dressed up and went alone to a mall, I felt vanity and I was actually a little bit lonely and sad, as I can not and do not want to be a woman. It was difficult to find any reason why I dress as a woman. I was curious about the ultimate motivation of my crossdressing. Vanity is vanity.

However, when mixing with my friends, I became hilarious. I was especially happy when my friends talked to me that they were surprised that so many people looked at me in the street, and compared me to a kind of supermodel.

When I am alone in full dress, I am always a little bit lonley. Thus, I dress up when I am going to meet my friends.

Barbie~~

I still get that excitement when dressing, but considering that to me it is usually part of a costume  - normally I go to nightclubs when I dress up, either as part of a show or to do photography, but lately more just to hang out.

When combined with dance or practicing dance and routines in the comfort of my own home, bliss

My wife is telling me that the main reason I like it is that I a) enjoy breaking taboos and b) like to do performance of all sorts and that the dressing wouldn't affect the euphoria either way.  Me, I'm not sure, but I still love the combination.

Guess that's enough of a rant

Laura

I can remember the first time I had a makeover, which was also the first time I went out of the closet to a restaurant for dinner. Needless to say, you only get one first time, and I have not had exactly the same feeling each time.  I know that my worst psychological moments have been when I could not dress for long periods of time.  In other words, now that you have broken the original self barrier, you will have other good feelings, but not the intoxicating first time blast that you did.  I have gone out many times, and each time something different is a high point.  My first hit from a ->-bleeped-<- ->-bleeped-<- (aka admirer) was fun, and I had to remember that I was a "proper lady".  The first non-CD venue "maam" was another nice experience.  The first public "read" was a downer at the beginning, but when I noticed the people around me were more shocked by the numbskull's behavior toward me than mine in being in drag, it was fun.

In the 15 years I have been going out as girl, it has all been fun and special, or at the worst, just an ordinary dinner out, or couple of hours of club music.  I am now seriously thinking that CD is not the end of my "gender gourney" for reasons OTHER than hoping it will give me that first time high all over again.  I have learned that for me being a woman is real and satisfying in a quiet, ordinary way that my male self cannot give me.

Most evenings when I am home, I am either dressed as a woman, or am thinking as a transwoman even in my male clothing.  It has taken over my core being over the years.

I've been dressing for over 30yrs. and still love it. You may check with Frederick's of Hollywood for the breast forms. although you'll probably be able to find them all over the web.

I get a nice taste of that first thrill every time I put on something new I just picked up, which probably explains why I spend more than I should on my wardrobe 

hello

This is a follow-up post. I have now being cross dressing for about a month now and love it. I wear a piece of girls clothing at least every day and fully dress on the weekends. The other day I wore a panty under my guy clothes the whole day (wow that was fun) Do any of girls do that?

I finally got a pair of breast forms and some body shaping, which I will wear today. I even bought a nice black dress I intend to wear today with black pantyhose and a 3inch high heel black pumps. It will show my bust of new curves off a bit.

And today I am wearing new hoop eatings. (The first pair as my holes have healed so I can take the studs out.)

Also, do any girls here wax their legs, I currently shave with a womans razor with shaving cream, but I have heard that waxing gives a better finish. Would anyone recommend it?

As you can all see I am quite the little cross dresser and still love it and I dont think I will stop. I still dress only in private (I live alone so that easy) But I know I will eventually go out in public.

and thanks for the advice I received here. I found a site where I learnt to apply makeup, I am actually get quite good, I do practice almost every day.

I still ask, why do the girls have all the best clothes :-) These days I see womans clothes in a shop window and think I wonder how I would look in that.

My favorite part of cross dressing is wearing a bra and high heel shoes. The two things woman complain the most about. (I love that feeling of the straps around me and the shoes well it makes my feel femine) and I also love feeling when you walk in a skirt. I think I should have being a girl.

well off to try to put on my new breast forms (I bought C cup forms).

I have yet to dress fully or wear make up and a wig but am looking forward to the day this may happen. I do still feel the excitement every time I wear any womens clothing. I also have asked myself why all the great clothes are made for women.

I can clearly remember the first time I went out (as an adult) as a woman and was treated like one-- OK it was at a gay club to watch a drag show, and it wasn't as if anyone could not tell I was a boy in a dress and heels- but they didn't treat me that way.  After the initial butterflies settled down, I didn't even think of myself as a guy dressed but as a girl.  Was heaven!

As a girl with over 70% of her closet space filled with dresses, tops, skirts, beaded and sequined tight pants, and 30 wigs. (I haven't got a complete inventory of the shoes yet.)  I have one little thing to say to you-- Get out and go somewhere!!  FAST!!

I don't know where you live, but there are places where you will be welcomed, places where you will be tolerated, or places you will be un-noticed, and regrettably some where you may not be happy or safe.  Of the four possibilities above, the first and third are the nicest, especially the third one.

Piece of information--
Your mirror is a #@&-+ LIAR

Get out where people (and I do not mean "admirers") can see you and give you feedback.  Depending on my mood, I will see myself as looking like the biggest fool in a circus tent dress, when in fact I look VERY acceptable and feminine.  I also have some pictures and memories when I thought I looked wonderful, but ordinary eyesight in the dark tells me it was the worst of crossdressing.  People to people feedback is essential. The picture here in my profile is me AFTER good honest and loving feedback from people who like me as a female. I was limited on size, but there is an above the knee length skirt in the appropriate place below the blouse, and my breast forms there are "C"'s. If I can do it you can, but you need to be with people to see yourself best!! 

Have fun and --  GET OUT!!!

I think for me the when the "pink euphoria" began to subside I started going out in public more often. That seems to stir my emotions. And it is really a bunch of fun. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed I forget about My own personal safety. You know ,wrong place wrong time, could get someone hurt. And that might be me.Genevieve

Dress to feel like I was a girl. I always was a girl but had to hide the fact and do my best playacting I could muster a a boy. But I do remember the first time I fully dressed as an adolescent, I got those euphoric highs everyone mentions but as time went the high diminished to just being comfortable or right in wearing feminine clothes. It just enhanced what I felt like inside.

By the time I reached adolescence my thinking of myself as a girl was a persistent and constant preoccupation, wishing I looked like her or had her clothes and fantasising myself being like them. Oh yes I was a professional people watcher, well mostly women watcher, but I also enjoyed admiring the guys on occasion. If I had started sooner in life I have considered the possibilety that I may have gone with a guy, and I have fantasised it on occasion.

In later years I decided to end the torment and came out to live full time as myself, a woman.

Laura

QuoteBut my identification was always TS, from as long ago as I can remember I wished I were and felt I was a girl.

I was TS until the day I decided to be a woman and completed the physical transition as far as medical science could make me but I will continue to grow and evolve as a woman from inside and psychological every day for the rest of my life. Laura hon, the game has ended, now life begins, you are a woman.

I pray that this post if nothing else was instrumental in distinguishing the differences in the many divergent directions that ->-bleeped-<- can take and the branching off of transsexuality from those divergences.

Cindy   

I just feel more comfortable dressed and made up 

I haven't had the chance to crossdress in public yet.  I want to REALLY badly, but I'm not in a situation right now where its reasonable to do.

When I was younger, I would only crossdress when I got the urge really badly, because I had a super-conservative family.  It's was disgustingly fun and I often had to calm myself down because my heart would almost beat out of my chest.  It was like being naked with a person for the first time when I first crossdressed.

I remember lots of times where I got overly-excited like this.  Even recently, after not crossdressing for 8 years, I got excited this way (I'm 25 now).  Now that I've been crossdressing every other day for about 2 months (sometimes just underwear, hair/makeup/theworks 3-4 times) I don't get nearly as excited.

But here's what's crazy: my perception of my gender is slowly changing, and I'm coming believe that I am indeed a female.  Because I've had such a strong feeling my whole life that "something wasn't right", I never considered myself a "male" in the way I can tell other guys do.  I resisted believing that I was female for a long time, because people who change their belief systems are often seen as unstable/crazy by the people around them.  But you can't BE a woman if you don't BELIEVE you're a woman.  So my beliefs are slowly changing and I'm having to cut social ties with a lot of unimportant people right now.

Anyway, I feel very sexy when i dress up now.

I had my first makeover over 20 years ago. Needless to say, the results were absolutely wonderful!
My instructor, a tall blonde statuesque GG, was so impressed that she immediately phoned several of her CD and GG friends, she wanted everyone to meet me.

She was having a party the following weekend, and asked if I would like to be there. I of course was not convinced that I was even close to passable, but she insisted that I would have no problem passing.

Well, the day of the party came, I arrived early and dressed in her studio at the back of her house. She did my hair, make-up, and put me in her clothes! A one piece knee-length dress. This also included her lingerie, with a nice set of size C breast forms and hip pads.

Everything was so right, I could hardly recognize myself in the full length mirror! My eyes welled up with tears, I was so happy!
I even showed some cleavage to boot!

She instructed me to leave out the back door, and enter through the front, said that she would be waiting for me, then left. Now I had been out dressd before, but not in full party wear! And in full daylight!
I took a deep breath, relaxed and walked outside. I walked along the sidewalk, I had no choice but to be female.
I strutted in 3 inch heels, I had long flowing hair, and curves!
My heart was racing as I approached the front door, I could hear everyone talking and laughing, the beat of the dance music.
My reflection in the large windows reminded me to simply trust myself and just be Linsey.
I pressed the bell, someone opened the door and smiled broadly at me. I smiled even wider as I walked inside. The large house was full of people. There were several cross dressers also. I was in good company.
I was greeted by many people, I hardly had to say much as the music was louder anyways. I noticed several men noticing me.
My friend came over and said that I made a perfect entrance.

I was still nervous as we sat with our drinks, I was introduced to many people, and none of them stared or visibly 'read' me. I started to relax, my heart slowed down to a normal beat.
Several people sat with me, we talked, drank and ate, I was feeling very confident at this point.
Everything was so right for me.

My friend informed me that her friends were wondering when her newest CD sensation was going to arrive. She informed them that I had arrived over an hour ago, and that I was over on the sofa with a group having a great time.

I was the hit of the party, everyone wanted to talk to me, several were not convinced that I was actually a male. The other 'sisters' were enamored with my looks, so many questions to answer!
We went into the dressing room to check our make-up several times.

I even tried some dancing. after turning down several invitations to the floor, I finally gave in. I didn't use much foot work, small steps, but I held my own fairly well, and that martini helped a lot.
I was even asked out by a guy that didn't know that I was a CD.
My friend ran a little interference for me.

I had completely abandoned my male persona that evening, and took on a female one. I did so on many more evenings after.
The sensations of being accepted as a female were overwhelming.
I relive that party in my mind over and over again. 

Such good feelings.