My first memory of dressing was about 7 or 8. My two sisters dressed me in a dress, put makeup on me, and styled my hair. I loved it and felt so comfortable. I strutted around the basement for an hour before my father came home. He took one look at me, yelled for about 10 minutes and then did not speak to me for the rest of the day. Sat me back 5 years and still scars my outlook today....
