I remember when ever my sister hit the mile stone, like the first bra, first pantyhose. They were always my firsts. I would be "sick" and have to stay home from school. I was never interest in what guys wore, I only was interested in what the girls wore. I played with the girls in the neighborhood as much or more the boys. when I was 6 or 7, a couple of the neighbor boys went as girls for Halloween as a dare. I always wanted to ask my mom if I could, but could never muster the courage. As I got older and start my growth spurt I was dismayed that I was going to be to big to be girly(at least part time). Don't get me wrong I have never been unhappy being a guy, but sometime being just a little more girly would be fun.
Sara
