Interestingly put. I just like to wear fashionable bits, and love the feel of the fabrics and stockings, but hate hiding, so I've taken up this as a serious but rewarding special-interest. Because I step out a lot, I try to walk with my bottom, and not act the fool, so as to look a bit more femme than any of us narrow-hipped XY-chromosome types.
Sometimes there's a nice little sexual buzz, there's always sensual appreciation of the fabrics, I always feel better with a femmy figure, and look waaay better enfemme than I do enhomme. It's a better stress release than most other diversions, and has awoken the mad shopper and aroused my inner **** - win-win, hmm?