First Time in Lipstick?

[MarinaTwelve200]

What was your first time wearing lipstick? What was It like?

For me , a child in the late 1950's I felt that the heavy red and bright pink lipsticks worn by women and teen girls to be a very scary proposition. How something so "simple' could change the entire look and countanance of a person, placing them definately in a female realm--alien to that of a man or a boy.
From about age six, as I started going to (consolidated) school women and girls with lipstick sorta made me nervous (What if one kissed me and left a red mark?---OH the humiliation!) Age eight, was especially traumatic. when some teen agers lipsticked one of my friends in a school bathroom. I nearly got caught once myself.
The worst scare was when my mother playfully threatened to lipstick me when I saw her applying some when I entered the bathroom one day. She shouted to my father to hold me so she could put some on me. I ran, but he caught and held me, as my mother, smiling, approached with the open tube of "fire and Ice"----She drew back just before applying it to my lips---Well? my father asked? "I dont know , it may give him a complex" she replied.

I was released, but the event seemed to make my "lipstick phobia" even worse (In retrospect, I wish she would have done it--things may have been different) It didnt help that I thought (mistakenly) if Lipstick ever got on me it would be very difficult to remove.

Finally at age twelve, I got tired of being afraid and also the fear was starting to feel a bit "erotic"---so one day, while i was home alone, I picked up one of Mom's lipstick tubes (I remember the rose red color "Berry bon bon") and applied a dot of it to my wrist.
I gave it a few minutes and wiped it off---It actually CAME OFF!

Emboldened, I applied it to my lips--The taste and smell and feel generated an incredible feeling. I did a very ragged job of it, and I really didnt think it made me look like a girl, but I was HOOKED from then on.
Eventually I had to do more and more, untill I was fully dressing by age 14.---Of course, I was "in the closet" then and still am, despite a few close calls I never was caught---

[Robyn2006]

Marina,
For me too as a youth lipstick was simply intoxicating. And you're so right how such a simple thing makes such a difference in a woman's look. I have an older sister who is quite stunning and who always wore a lot of makeup, starting at around 13 when it was becoming quite clear she was far more than just pretty. Can't really tell you how much I used to watch herself get all dolled-up, her so loving the attention she was getting from every boy in town, and the fathers too, no doubt, knowing what power she was beginning to posses. It seemed as natural as anything for me to want this alure too, with me silently so wanting to be just like her...

But for me, the first time wearing lipstick was really the first time I dressed... if you could call it that. I was barely 14 and this day had been building for some time. Anyway, on this momentous day I found myself alone with my mother's and sister's things. The whole day is now so implanted in my mind I could recount every moment, but it all certainly centers around that first time I pulled my mother's lipstick to my lips and felt such a rush a femininity pass through me it practically sent me to my knees. The lipstick was Avon Periwinkle Pink, though really more of a red coral than pink, as I came later to learn. At the time I had already put on my mother's black, one-piece bathing suit that was drying on the curtain rod in her bathroom and had almost instinctively pulled a ton of toilet paper to fill it's cups. I can't lie, it was quite a sexual thing at the time... not like now when it has become so much more. But on that day, on that first time seeing my lips as if a woman's... I was on fire. With a slight build and long blonde hair, and... really, being rather cute, I just couldn't take my eyes off myself and my beautifully coated lips... the girl I had become. I felt so feminine!!! Such a young girl!

I too was never caught, but had a couple of close calls. Amazing really, as over the next few years I spent hundreds of times in complete gala, learning day by day how to both become a woman in my mother's and sister's things AND not getting caught. My only regret with it all is that I was so scared all the time, never understanding that it was ok, that I was just being myself. Heck... took 20 years to do that!

Robyn