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I don't remember the first time exactly but I was pretty young. Like most here, I tried my Mom's lipstick. It was wonderful. I even made a lip imprint and saved it for many years. The first attempt at full make up was when I was 19. A girl who I had confided in, did the make up for me. That first look in the mirror was astonishing. I really did not recognize myself.
I had never did any thing with makeup until today (-: I tried not to over do it, but I think I did an OK job. It really helped me feel more confident about how I looked.
My first time in make up, hmmm let me think.........it's gonna be February 8th, 2011!!!!! I cant wait!!!!!!
Sometime in the spring of 1996 when I first made contact with a local support group. Up to then I had no wig, no femme name and had never tried makeup. I was directed to a local wig shop, and they arranged,on the spot,an appointment with the beauty therapist on the floor below who gave me alesson. The next year I fell in love with and married a rep for Mary Kay, so no problems since!
First it was lipstick at around 8 a little rouge around 9 full blown make up not until my early twenty's. I tried to learn on my own. By my early thirty's My second wife started teaching me to use the stuff. She enrolled me in a makeup club that sent me a box of make up every month. When it got there I would spend a couple of days practicing with everything that came. Years latter I still run into pencils that came in that stuff. Now in my late sixty's I still play with make up every chance I get. My wife got me a nice set of make up brushes for Christmas that I'm playing with now.
Tina B.
I have had my friend put amke-up and me when i was about 14, her mom came home and i was sooo embarrassed I ran to the washroom to try get it off (with not a whole lot of luck). Since then I have never gotten the chance to have make-up put on me, and I dont have the skill to do it myself with out messing up really bad :P.
My first time with makeup was at 13 when I applied my mother's lipstick (red) with some pink nail polish. The nail polish was easy to apply and looked pretty but the lipstick was hard to apply.
I must've been 13 or 14 when I first experimented with makeup.
In my teens, it was ALL about the eyes - as much mascara as I could humanly fit on my lashes. As I've gotten older, I've toned it down (a little). Saying that, the last time I dressed, I realised too late that my mascara had ran out, so I obviously haven't toned it down enough.
Now my favourite part of putting on makeup is the lips: that's suddenly when everything feels like it's come together and a woman finally stares out at me from the mirror.
Fun reading all your experiences.
Jemima
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Relatively speaking, quite recently really.
I have been CDing since early teens but only tried make up (and a wig) less than 2 years ago. I was inspired after finding this forum.
My mom used to put lipstick and nail polish on me every once in awhile starting when I was maybe 3 or 4 years old. I don't really remember whether I asked for it or if it was her idea, but I always enjoyed it a great deal, of course. I really never stopped but became very focused on academics and hobbies in my teen years and didn't do much with dressing (except for shoes and earrings). I started wearing more makeup during my last year or so of college and almost always had eyeshadow and liner plus a subtle lipstick on in that period.
- Diane
Last Year I tried make up for the first time --- Panda eyes - not a good look
In my early teens i tried on lipstick of my mothers i think it was red.
One of my earliest memories. Very vague now. I remember that I found one of my mother's lipsticks, had a great time with it, and oh was she angry when she saw me. It was everywhere. :o
for me it was the early 80s, but presenting as male.. and into all the 80s hair metal bands, etc
Although my mom painted my nails and pierced my ears before I was 5, the first time remember actually wearing makeup was about age 12. It was for my cousin's sweet sixteen party. Her mother's friend owned a beauty parlor and we all had our hair, nails, and makeup done there the day before her party. All of the mothers and daughters in the shop knew I was really a boy and that my mother was making me wear a dress and have my long hair set in rollers. They inisted that I go all the way and get my fingernails and toenails painted and that I wear light makeup similar to the other girls. It was a wonderful experience.
Make up came along kind of late in the game for me. In 2003 a couple of years after coming out of the closet I ordered my set of Dermablend. I had also recently shaved off my goatee which had been a staple of my male sides existence for most of my life.
After putting on the make up I felt truly transformed and completely en-femme for the first time. I also remember carefully reading the instructions on how to apply it, and I did not wear eye liner or mascara because I did not want to risk any being left on my eyes. Which is the exact opposite of now, where I really don't care if I have any left over mascara. Of course my excitement and joy turned into terror when I purchased a digital camera and took my first pictures en-femme.
At which point I discovered the horror's of beard shadow, that I had a long way to go as far as learning how to properly apply make up, and that I really needed to lose lots, and lots of weight.
Have to say I was about 10 or 11 years old. I want to say it was my second time dressing... put on mom's pantyhose, full slip, mini dress, heels and wig. Makeup included lipstick and blush. Actually went for a walk around the neighborhood.
Probably when I was 16+ or so. My parents would go to visit my grandparents and stay overnight. I was working Saturdays. After work I would try on her clothes, use her makeup and hairspray (on short hair yet). When I looked in the mirror, I looked like crap. You'd think that would have been enough to drive the cross-dressing urges from me! I've gotten better, but, then again, how many grandmother's really have a youthful complexion and skin that begs for makeup! Maybe that's why I look in the mirror from afar now. How I tastefully dress means more than the makeup.
Think i was the same as most people here. When i was about 10-11 id allways been curious about lipstick and just sort of tryed my mums one day when she'd quickly popped to the neibours. Probably about the only thing i can remember from that long ago! Didnt start properly doing makeup when i crossdressed untill a couple of years ago when my sister turned 15 and started properly buying the huge amount of makeup teenage girls do. Needless to say i can't get enouth of trying her new blush, lippy or mascara now when she gets it and i get the chance! I think doing my mascara and seing it in the mirror after is probably the feminine thing i love most <3
I was very young, found a bright red tube that my Mom had discarded. She thought I had stolen it from her new stuff. When she realized where I found it she was OK. I think I was so young she didn't care that I'd put it on my lips, and not too bad a job as I recall. When I'd see her putting it on herself in the powder room, I'd ask her if I could have some. She'd put a tiny bit on my lips - probably just to get me to stop bothering her. I don't think she ever realized how much I loved it.
Thanks,
Linda
I was still in a highchair when mom started putting makeup on me.
Cannot remember any messing about as a child or growing up but first make-up session was with a previous partner - approx 16-17 years ago - a weekend together - and she dressed me in a full wardrobe including lingerie
An exciting experience but mainly for the time with her...
Since then and discovering underdressing have never thought of make-up...
Maybe its some I may move towards over time..
I was 12 or 13 when I first tried makeup. I was hooked! Mom was an Avon lady, so there were boxes of makeup in the basement. I didn't let it go to waste!
I don't know whether or not nail polish counts but here goes. The cousin who dared me to wear panties and dress for the first time also dared me (on a seperate occasion) to apply nail polish on both hands. I think I was around eight years old and took a lot of kidding from my siblings and schoolmates. The first time I applied any sort of facial makeup, I was 15 and experimenting with my sister's compact makeup and lipstick. I had seen my sis do it on numerous occasions and it looked so easy for her. I couldn't get the hang of the compact makeup and would smear it instead of blending it. The lipstick turned out better, it was sis's favorite color Sauterne Rose and I loved the way it looked on me. I don't remember who manufactured it and was never able to find where it was sold. I couldn't ask sis because she had been in an unfortunate accident and passed away shortly after my experience.
8. I remember I found a dress under the house and putting it on. My older sister found me and said, she would finish the job by putting makeup on me. When I saw myself and how pretty I looks. I saw the real me for the first time. After that I was going places with my sister, as her little sister.