When it's a lifelong thing it's tough to pinpoint when the feelings start actually. I kinda remember thinking how the clothes really didn't change who I was. I always wanted to look nice though, so kind of compromised and considered myself a tomboy and wore what I could when I could. Once you reach a certain point it kind of snowballs and you go for the whole enchilada, meaning underwear, enhancements, dresses, wigs, makeup, jewelery, the whole nine yards. Basically recreating who you are in a way.