You know, those first primitive thoughts back in your adolescence, or not.
While going through puberty, with all of it's uncertainty, and bewilderment, I was obsessed with the female form. My brother's Playboy magazines certainly added to the obsession along with natural urges. And then, I just decided that instead of tortuously just desiring to experience access to what I was seeing, I would actually experience femininity by wearing the clothes and trying to experience being female. Oh my God. It was unbelievable. When my buddies would comment about some passing female I would quietly think, yea, been there, too much eye shadow. Female fashion was exceptionally interesting since male clothes were just blah. Then the 80's hit and glam was OK. Anymore, crossdressing was way more satisfying and enjoyable than the 'wine them, dine them, sneak up behind them' predatory, common male behaviour. Crossdressing has always been the comfortable, goto form of emotional comfort zone. You can't please everyone, so you have to please yourself. ("Garden Party", Ricky Nelson)
So, what inspired you and how are you with it now?