You're looking at the title and probably thinking here is another thread about why do I crossdress. No, I have given up on trying to figure that out. But, as I mature (age) my desire to crossdress has reached new, higher levels. I really believe that I could live 24/7, 365 as a perminent crossdresser. I love cute shoes, silky thigh highs, painted nails and all of the other stuff. Maybe I'm in a mid to later life crisis? I did buy a sports car, but I love to drive it while dressed. Perhaps some of you here can relate to my feelings. It's starting to sound like I'm rambling, sorry for that.
Love, Sabrina