Hi all
Just wondering did many only realise they were dressers sat an older age and if so what what started them? I was 21 before I wore any garments and that was encouragment from a gf. So happy she did now
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Hi all
Just wondering did many only realise they were dressers sat an older age and if so what what started them? I was 21 before I wore any garments and that was encouragment from a gf. So happy she did now
I was 12 the first time I wore women's clothing and the thoughts were always there but I never dressed fully until I was around 50. Raising kids, lack of privacy, shame and confusion, and limited access to clothes all contributed to holding me back. A few years ago it hit me one day that I had been holding it at arms length my whole adult life. Now I have accepted that I have some kind of gender issues going on and am on a quest to find out my place in the gender confusion spectrum and where it will take me. Not to be overly dramatic but I have always been a logical person who wants to weigh the pros and cons, evaluate and make informed decisions. This is the only thing in my life I haven't been able to control and evaluate the way I have with everything else.
For the first fifty plus years of my life I never really even considered the idea of wearing or enjoying women's clothes. I always enjoyed taking my wife clothes shopping. She loved having a huge wardrobe and wore everything well so we both won in the deal. There were a lot of times that I'd think to myself that "If I were a woman..." I'd choose this or that, but never went farther than that...
I did try on an occasional item from her drawer or closet just out of curiosity. Her clothes were typically fitted for a very feminine figure and didn't show well in the mirror on me. But, I never considered wearing those things on an ongoing basis. There was never any identity attached to trying them on. It was just a momentary indulgence.
In my mid-fifties, while home alone one day, I picked out a pair of panties from my wife's drawer and put them on. At that point, I decided that i wanted some of my own. Since then, half of my closet has become storage for guy stuff and half for girl stuff. Same for my drawers. When at home now, I am much more likely to be in a dress or girl shorts than in guy stuff.
I'm a man-in-a-dress and have no sense of wanting to be, or pass as, a woman. I just enjoy the clothes.
I started dabbling in women’s clothes in college, but I didn’t start in earnest until I was close to 40.
Eleven was the age when this turbulent story of curiosity and trouble began. However, I was 20 when I first bought any women's clothing for myself.
No way Micki, you dont even liik close to 40 yet
Not me. I was interested from the beginning.
I knew that I wanted to wear women's clothes and hang out with the girls at 5 years old.
Feedback from adults convinced me that I was wrong, so I fought the desire, causing myself much angst.
It took me about a half of a century to acknowledge that it wasn't going away, and that although it may not be typical, but it's not wrong.
Hi Sophie,
I have had a desire to don women's clothing for as long as I could remember. I never really did anything about it. By the time I turned 56 the desire was so bad I couldn't think straight. I gave into it and never looked back. I'm much happier now and more at peace with myself.
On a side note ... Micki, there is no way you are over 40.
I don't feel I have "gender issues" I just love dressing up!
I also stopped dressing for about 20 years while my children were growing up.
I wore panties around preteen to teen years and into my 40s! Did not fully dress until I was 64! Yes a naive late bloomer! LOL Hugs Lana Mae
I can't remember a time in my life when I didn't have urges to wear feminine clothing. I remember cross-dressing when I was 3 years old. Then again, as a small child I did go through gender dysphoria.
Sorry i was always interested in soft silky and nylon closings by the time i can remember in my moms nylons by the age of 6!
:devil: I'm sorry Sophie. No offense intended but u have NO CLUE what "later in life" means! You're in your 30's? U began dressing at 21?
I was just beginning having real sex at 21!:o
I began dressing OUT OF THE BLUE in my 50's. There aren't many like that here, but there r a few. Middle age is roughly 40's to 60. And, I believe "late in life" is generally in your 70's, (like me), or older!:heehee:
I started it at 27. I lived really stressful and emotionally overwhelming times and I started doing feminine things as fetish to cope with the stress and balance my feminine side which resulted in dressing.
I remember moments at age 3 or 4 when i secretively wore my older sister?s slips. I have vague recollections of not being boyish enough to suit my older siblings, which lead to many years of hiding, denial and self-loathing. I really didn?t allow myself to completely transform until I was in my 50s!
I do not recall the exact age I started wearing any of my mother's clothing. I also would not apply any gender issues to wearing my mother's slips. I do remember I was not very tall when I started trying on her slips. I had to stand on the edge of the bathtub in order to take them down off the drying rack over the bathtub. I loved the feel of the nylon. It was unlike any boy clothing I wore. I had no desire to be a girl. It was just the feel of the nylon slips and her nightgowns. It wasn't until puberty that I went further; bras, girdle, hosiery, panty, and, the one dress I could fit into. I did a poor job of using her lipstick and hair spray. This caused a lot of angst as boys were not suppose to wear women's clothing. Back in the 1950's and 1960's any male wearing women's clothing was said to be a homosexual which was very confusing to a teen boy with raging hormones and lusted after girls and female starlets in the movies and on television. It wasn't until my mid 30's that I started buying dresses and shoes and my first wig.
I started very young, then took a 35 year hiatus then started back up again. Much thanks to a accepting wife. We had a dress up day yesterday where we both put on our sexy dresses and did our nails.
I was young maybe 10 or 11 when I tried on my mom's girdle and nylons. I loved how they looked and felt. I had always looked in the sears and montgomery ward catalogs so was interested in shapewear and dresses. It was not until I turned 50 that I started to feel a real urge/need to dress up. I found a place that did makeovers and once I looked in the mirror with full make up and wig I was all in. Other than panties worn daily, I usually do not wear nylons, bra and forms with women's clothes unless I can put on make up and a wig. I love the complete look.
I use to think that after any guy got dress up for some reason would catch the CD bug.
Over the years when I would see movies where the actor would have a role where they would have to dress fully as a woman and would find they love it!
Dealt with it since the age of 5.
Hated every bit of it until I self-accepted at the age of 51.
Love it now and have made it a central part of my life ever since, I am an elderly soon-to-be 59.
Hi Sophie :hugs:, I am 77 and I have been in this program for 73years now,
And I don't see that changing, >Orchid .oO:daydreaming:Oo.
Like Pixie, I was 11 the first time the impulse overtook me--I simply grabbed my mom's bra and slipped it on! I had some dabbles with it in my teens but I was 26 before I really dressed up head to toe and went for a nerve-wracking drive out. Since then, lots of purges and self hate and crying sessions with my therapist and no matter how hard I try, I still love that woman in the mirror!
11 does seem to be a very common age to develop the urge. I used to take every opportunity I could to get time alone in the house so I could try my sister?s skirts. Even then an absence of over a month would give me itchy feet.
It spiralled out of control very quickly after that resulting in my attending school as a girl by aged 14.
Today, I?m as deep in ?the fog? as ever and whilst I?m not full time, if Heather says it?s ?girl time?, then a day of skirts and heels is all but assured.