Frédérique
06-05-2012, 11:57 PM
“AWK- WERRRRRD!” (from a TV commercial)
I’m sure many of us went through an awkward phase when we first began crossdressing, or perhaps you’re in the midst of an awkward period at the moment, questioning what on Earth you’re doing. Relax, you’re amongst friends, in fact it’s safe to say that we, your sisters, know all about feeling awkward...
I was looking at a book about painting (online) last night, and the female author had a few step-by-step demonstrations to illustrate things for beginners. Each one of her paintings had a simple beginning, followed by what she called an "awkward" phase, and then, if you just stick with it, the whole thing starts to come together! Sigh... The “lesson” was this – if you can make it through the awkward phase, and persevere through persistent feelings of doubt, you will be rewarded with a thing of beauty. It ain’t easy, don’t you know, but you need to be patient...
I made it though my own “awkward” phase, a time when I looked half-finished, questioning where I was going with this little experiment of mine. I would be 25-50% dressed, with no decent female underwear (and no courage to get some), yet I felt like I had to keep going, pushing my own envelope which was being created right before my eyes. I eventually got myself some pretty unmentionables, and things began to look (and feel) much better. It then became obvious that I needed a wig, something I never thought I would want, but I dreamt about achieving a complete transformation by “going all the way.” Once I saw the wig on my head, the die was cast, and I got into everything else a tranny could desire, such as makeup, pantyhose, and the lot. One day, not too long after, I looked in the mirror, saw my true self, and I was no longer a victim of my own awkwardness...
I could’ve packed it in as a partial MtF crossdresser, but I kept going. I used to enjoy wearing kilts and kid myself that they represented feminine proclivities, which they do (in the context of today), but I now see them as an acceptable front of sorts, or an awkward means to an end. Years ago I read an insightful post (on another site) that illustrates this “perseverance” through the awkward period. A person asked if wearing a kilt was an acceptable form of crossdressing, and an established tranny (bless her) said, “Sure, once you don a wig, do your makeup, paint your nails, pluck your eyebrows, slip into some panties, pull on your pantyhose, step into some appropriate footwear and add some jewelry, you’ll be all set!” I’m paraphrasing, but you get the idea – just keep going, and you, too, can leave awkwardness behind...
Have you ever suffered through an awkward phase, in regards to your crossdressing? :thinking:
PS – I still LOVE kilts (check out my profile image), so I was only using that as an example... :o
I’m sure many of us went through an awkward phase when we first began crossdressing, or perhaps you’re in the midst of an awkward period at the moment, questioning what on Earth you’re doing. Relax, you’re amongst friends, in fact it’s safe to say that we, your sisters, know all about feeling awkward...
I was looking at a book about painting (online) last night, and the female author had a few step-by-step demonstrations to illustrate things for beginners. Each one of her paintings had a simple beginning, followed by what she called an "awkward" phase, and then, if you just stick with it, the whole thing starts to come together! Sigh... The “lesson” was this – if you can make it through the awkward phase, and persevere through persistent feelings of doubt, you will be rewarded with a thing of beauty. It ain’t easy, don’t you know, but you need to be patient...
I made it though my own “awkward” phase, a time when I looked half-finished, questioning where I was going with this little experiment of mine. I would be 25-50% dressed, with no decent female underwear (and no courage to get some), yet I felt like I had to keep going, pushing my own envelope which was being created right before my eyes. I eventually got myself some pretty unmentionables, and things began to look (and feel) much better. It then became obvious that I needed a wig, something I never thought I would want, but I dreamt about achieving a complete transformation by “going all the way.” Once I saw the wig on my head, the die was cast, and I got into everything else a tranny could desire, such as makeup, pantyhose, and the lot. One day, not too long after, I looked in the mirror, saw my true self, and I was no longer a victim of my own awkwardness...
I could’ve packed it in as a partial MtF crossdresser, but I kept going. I used to enjoy wearing kilts and kid myself that they represented feminine proclivities, which they do (in the context of today), but I now see them as an acceptable front of sorts, or an awkward means to an end. Years ago I read an insightful post (on another site) that illustrates this “perseverance” through the awkward period. A person asked if wearing a kilt was an acceptable form of crossdressing, and an established tranny (bless her) said, “Sure, once you don a wig, do your makeup, paint your nails, pluck your eyebrows, slip into some panties, pull on your pantyhose, step into some appropriate footwear and add some jewelry, you’ll be all set!” I’m paraphrasing, but you get the idea – just keep going, and you, too, can leave awkwardness behind...
Have you ever suffered through an awkward phase, in regards to your crossdressing? :thinking:
PS – I still LOVE kilts (check out my profile image), so I was only using that as an example... :o