If you're a late bloomer what started you?

I am a late bloomer but not really? I can remember being around the age of 6 trying on my grandmothers stockings and ruby red lipstick in the bathroom. It somehow made me feel good. It wasn't until later in my teens that I was able to be "made-up" with make up and a wig and WOW what a that was a eye opening experience! Now in my middle years lol, I have financial stability, a supportive wife and a desire to really do this right(crossdressing) to the best of my ability and its better now that ever! I definately agree that it is never too late to get all dolled up for your first time!!!!

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Originally Posted by ClaraKay

My serious crossdressing didn't start until age 66. Talk about a late bloomer! Oh, there were a couple of short-lived experiments with bra and panties, hose and heels, but for the most part I suppressed any urge to CD in my earlier years, and kept my trans gender nature in a subconscious straight jacket. The truth is that the potential was always there, much like the dome of hot lava rising under Yellowstone. One day I stumbled on some girl's discarded under things, sexy top, and shorts, and it just erupted. I regret it taking so long.

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Pretty much me too, with slightly different details. I had begun the most basic dabbling, but it was when I found some clothes left behind by a rent house tenant that things took off. And the internet was gasoline on the fire, of course. But unlike most, I knew I had to go out asap and that's just what I did, before my online exploration and long before I knew how to put together a decent look. I just immediately had to be around other people as a gurl.

I used to cross dress when I was a young man, though I did not think of it as cross dressing to wear make up and women's clothes back then. I had to get into my thirties and move to America to realize that real men had balls so large that they could not cross their legs, let alone their clothes.. I did not manage to rid myself of this strange delusion until I was in my sixties, and deeply unhappy with being a guy's guy. Fortunately, tho I'll bet it doesn't sound like good fortune, I experienced a catastrophic illness, diagnosed as terminal in 2010 when I was 60. I am enormously lucky. I recovered. I didn't die and probably will not for many years yet. But the experience had some profound neurological effects. I realized I was incredibly happy to be alive and that what made me unhappy was identifying as male when I was neither male nor female, but something in between, more female than male, and queerer than anyone I knew. So I am now very, very happy to identify as transgender and non binary. I dress mostly femme. I wear make up most of the time. I am very, very happy to be me and to have found out being comfortable with being me is so much more important than the approval of anyone else.

I dressed in lingerie only up until about 10 years ago, that is when I
came out to my wife and was really able to explore the clothing I really preferred,
Now I have more women's clothes then men's. Works for me :thinking:


So I was in my mid 40's when I really became who I am.
not sure what started me dressing more or why. maybe it was in part this forum.
but what ever the case, life is good now. :thumbsup:

I have always been fascinated by high heels and I m very attracted to women in heels and skirts. I love how there legs look etc. So when my my girlfriend asked me to put her pants on I loved how the heels looked with the skinny jeans she had. It was another turn on. Any thing that has to do with the waist down (butt, legs, thighs,feet, shoes, etc) on a gg I really like. Sorry, I don't mean to sexually objectify gg's but these are some of the physical characteristics I like. Anyway, so this time I wanted to to show off legs so to perfect it I wore a skirt and needed to shave my legs (another thing I fond arousing). The rest is history.

Thanks again ladies,
what I can gather is that 97% had feelings from a young age about dressing but the opportunity didnt present it's self or your respect to your family or to your own will power, you were able to repress the desire to dress. But the 1-2% who just said one day, " I'll try that dress on" I still don't understand why, how you could go through life and then something clicks , I'm looking at you AliceB (lol)

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Originally Posted by sarahcsc

Hi Adelaide,

Perhaps... its not about "what started us". But rather, "what took me so long?" :)

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And maybe " what have I been missing out on"!

I just registered today, but I checked the forum out a couple weeks ago. I consider myself to be a very late bloomer. I'm 39 and really never put one single article of female clothing on until about a year ago. It was only to do with sex but had a lot of environmental causes. I've always been highly sexually driven and also a very visually oriented person. I'm an artist, photographer, art film maker, etc. But I'm also very masculine, well built, but not huge, fit, although lazy lately. Mine and my wife's sex life had been voracious for the first 4 years, but then had a sharp decline due to family living situations, money, her changing hormones, and my consistently rising frustrations. She gained weight and refused to wear her hot little club dresses that I loved her in. But prior to that, I credit her with getting me started on this path, although she refuses responsibility for it- she wanted to do me with her vibrator. At the time, things were all over the place, we were always drunk and having sex, we were also swinging, mostly threesomes, but eventually playing with couples too. Never any bi or bicurious play at the time because I'm not, but after she pegged me, I liked it and wanted more, but felt weird, gay, etc. That's when our sex started to decline but not due to that part of our sex. She continued wanting that occasionally for a few more months, but after a while, I realized I was asking for it and that gay feeling came back. One time, we were talking about her dresses and how much I wish she would wear them and I thought maybe I would wear one when she did me. It made me feel like I was playing the female part, not the part of a gay guy, so it made it more acceptable for me. But as I mentioned in another post, I saw the pictures we took and decided I needed to do more to make in feel/look more real, being a visually oriented person. I ordered breast forms, waist cincher corset, wig, heels, etc. Then she being the awesome woman she is, took me to the dollar store to buy some cheap makeup. I was nervous just being there in the makeup aisle but she helped us get thru it. So, it has definitely progressed under my own momentum, but I still say she started it. I had never even thought about my moms or sisters clothing growing up, I never thought about wearing any women's clothing prior to the past year. And only ****ty little club dresses and only for this type of sex. But like everything I do, I can't do it halfway. I go all in. I had shaved my junk and torso previously, but started shaving more while dressed, til now, there is not one single hair on my body that isn't shaved, plucked, trimmed or cut. I prefer to dress how I would want her to dress for me, no hose, no bras, no lingerie, no panties, but I do have a couple male g-strings I wear with her dresses. I prefer the bare, smooth skin and as little covered as possible. To me, its like a hobby where the payoff is so big, you want to go all out to make sure you're successful. I built an awesome rockcrawler once (told you I was masculine), I had to use what I had, which was not a jeep, due to low funds, but I built every junk yard part I acquired well enough to really conquer the terrain right along side (and most times, leading the group) with all the multi tens of thousands of dollars worth of jeeps I rode with. That truck died, I sold it but I'm building another very soon. I can't do anything halfway. So, again, sorry for the novel, but I'm a late bloomer, this is why, and I kinda feel like this story is not over, nor has it reached its limit. I may want more than to cross dress at home, in our room, where no one can see, etc. Because, being slightly narcissistic, being a visually oriented person, I want to go out and show off a little all dolled up. I guess we'll see...

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Originally Posted by Ineke Vashon

I am beginning to wonder if I am the only one, or one of the few, who never even thought of wearing something of my mom.

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No me too, never ever wore mom's stuff, I think wearing your moms stuff is freaky & perverted no doubt ill get body slammed for that comment but it's just my way of looking at it, your mom is your mom she gave birth to you so just keep it with in those lines, her stuff is privet and her's and no one else's

Hi Adelaide,

I officially came out in my early 30s, following years of intense depressions. It was a period of soul-searching, trying to figure out why I had been so unhappy for years, seemingly without proper reason. I had a good job, a good family, good health, and a wife I loved. What's not to like? So why was I chronically depressed?

I had always been a softer, more androgynous guy, and this caused me great internal conflict and insecurity. I had spent the last 15 years trying to (poorly) convince people that I was, in fact, a manly man. It was a role I played, since I never felt I fit in with cis guys, just emulated them. Whenever I pictured myself, in my mind I was always the more feminine me. I always literally thought of other men as 'them' not 'us'.

Finally owning it, and saying "this is what I am" was such a great feeling. Cross dressing was like a "depression-b-gone" miracle treatment for me.