I do recall the first time. In fact, I have a photo, taken by my mother. I was just about 5 when I pulled on a pair of her panties, stockings and slipped into a pair of her open toed three inch heels. I walked out the back door of our home and pranced around the back yard. I will soon be 68. That photo use to haunt me, when family members would find it in an album. Now I am proud of the photo. I still fully dress when possible and underdress every day, panties and bra.