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Hi Girls, I am sure we all have different reasons for first starting. What were your reasons at first and has your motivation to keep dressing changed over time?
I secretly wore whatever I could find when I was young because I wanted to be a girl.
Now they're just clothes. Sometimes I don't wear any and I still feel girly. How cool is that!
/LK
Interesting question.
When I first started it was out of curiosity and jealousy. Curious about how it felt to wear the different fabrics and to feel how it felt to wear a bra, stockings, dresses, etc.. Jealous because I grew up with 3 sisters and spent a huge amount of time in the girls section doing school shopping. You can't spend that much time looking at girls clothes and not become jealous. Also, there were times my mother was making dresses for my sisters and had me put them on so she could adjust the hem. As I got older there became a sexual aspect to it which I think is normal for most.
Now I dress to feel pretty and express my feminine side. I love the feeling of wearing a dress or skirt/blouse combo, wearing a bra, panties, stockings with garter belt or pantyhose, walking in heels, accessorizing with jewelry, doing make up, etc. I kept my femininity hidden for many, many years. It is nice being able to be free to express it now. While I may only dress at home the feeling is with me all the time and I am able to express it by wearing earrings 24/7, wearing nail polish and other subtle things.
It has taken a long time for me to get where I am and my journey is far from being over. I have an understanding wife, a great therapist and of course this site and the lovely ladies here to thank for helping me on my journey.
XOXO
Suzanne
As a young boy it was to satisfy a curiosity that I didn’t nearly understand. As a teenager there was a sexual content to it.
finally when I reached my later 30’s I lost some of the shame that was attached to it and realized I simply enjoyed feeling feminine and that it was the reason all along.
the stress release and the calming and soothing effect comes from allowing my girly side to come out. A side of me that has always and will always be a major part of me.
I started just under 3 years ago out of curiosity. What would it feel like to wear a bra and panties? The answer was, wonderful of course! 🙂 But not in any way wrong. Sure, there was some sexual thrill there, but only initially.
The more I realised that it was somehow fulfilling to wear feminine items and look like a woman, the more I developed my femme presentation. Along the way, I realised that the girly streak in my personality that I'd come to recognise, had been there a lot longer than I was giving her credit for, but was also expanding to be a lot more than that. She's now turned out to be the dominant side of me. So now I live en femme 24/7, and I dress because women's clothes are designed and made for who I feel I am 😊
I don't think my reasons have changed largely because I've never really had any reason. It has always been an urge, like scratching an itch, As others have said above it is mainly about curiosity for me, what does that feel like? what will that look like on me (the answer is always "terrible" 😀 ) but there is always more to try, new styles and fashions.
As I've said elsewhere, I've only been actively cross dressing for less than a year, although I did have some fetish dressing some fifteen years ago which was sexual; it no longer is.
When I was a kid, I used to look through my mother's fashion catalogues (remember those?) and often strayed to the women's underwear section. However, I think it was more a young lad's fascination with breasts rather than inherent desire to actually put the clothes on, so I've really got to dismiss it as a CD start in life.
No, when I think about it, I can't honestly say there was anything in early life that brought this on.
On other threads, I have put down that it is really a hobby for me but this afternoon, my wife and I were having a coffee in Plymouth (no sign of riot damage from last night), and I suggested that my cross dressing was really 'pretend' for grown-ups. When I was a kid, we would pretend to be secret agents or soldiers. We'd hide behind piles of bricks in construction sites at the weekend and pretend to shoot at each other. Perhaps cross-dressing is merely a throw-back to my care-free youth as I am now I am older and retired, I can pretend again.
Becca
My reasons have never changed Maureen. I knew when young that not only did I want to wear the clothes but to be a girl. It took many years to get to the point where the woman could come out and show people who I really was. Some will say that you would never know what a woman feels like and would beg to differ as I do know. Feelings are different to the biological aspects.
I remember being about five years old and just putting a pair of my mum's stiletto heel shoes on and trying to walk about the house in them, obviously they where way to big for my feet so it was more of a stagger about, why did I put the shoes on, I have no answer, to me I was just a young kid playing about, I can not remember wearing any femme clothes again until I was about 13 years old and that was one of my sisters dresses I did not wear any other femme clothes, just the dress. The material felt nice to touch and against my skin when I walked about, there was no sexual frill. Now my needs start to change, when ever I can get the chance I start to experiment wearing femme clothes I have 2 sisters that are older than me so I have a lot of clothes to experiment with. I all so have to be very careful that every think is put back in the right place. Now I am getting older, about 15 there is another change when I am dressing en femme some times I am getting sexually aroused, I am getting older, heading towards the age of 16, I love going en femme, but it is my secret, I start to question myself, why do I do this? Am I gay?, some sort of pervert?, I love women, so I can not be gay, I am not pervert, I find my answer in a dictionary, I am a Transvestite.
An interesting subject that I’ve actually thought about quite a bit. I didn’t start dressing until later in life. Although, I’ve always been naturally effeminate, I’ve always tried to hide that part of me. I initially purchased pantyhose, panties and a bra thinking I was going to experiment with a possible fetish. Almost immediately I realized it was much more and ran much deeper than any fetish. What initially I thought was sexual, became deeper. I look at my dressing as a tool to exhibit myself on the outside how I honestly and truly feel on the inside. Accepting my natural femininity was probably the best thing I could have done for myself. Like a lot of you girls, a pretty dress blankets me with a calmness and contentment I’ve never experienced before. Mentally, physically and emotionally, I am in the best possible place I’ve ever been.
Hey Maureen, I've just read all the responses to your post, and if the girls will forgive me, I don't think any of them are able to articulate the reason precisely, apart from maybe those who always felt they were a girl. It must be nice in a way to have that certainty even if the barriers were challenging. I've posted my story before but I never had any inkling until in my early twenties when I experienced a sudden and quite overwhelming urge to put on some lipstick. I can remember this moment as if it was yesterday. I don't have the foggiest idea where this came from but I followed it up and the rest as they say is history. In those days there was certainly an element of eroticism. Fast forward through 35 barren years and I spent a week totally en femme in June 2023. Absolutely exquisite experience. And I'll admit the sexual element hadn't completely subsidised despite my advancing years.
There have been no further opportunities to dress since then and I've no idea what the future holds. Incredibly frustrating and the need grows on a daily basis. Bottom line, it's a complete and utter mystery where this all came from.
Hugs, Chrissie xx.
Hi, with me I started by my mother allowing me to wear some of her lingerie when I was young, she was burned out on me and wanted to distract me. When my dad came home, he put an end to it and I learned it was something boys didn't do. I was never "encouraged again". However soon after, I started to sneak in to her drawers. Later bought my own and under dressed quite a bit. In my twenties and thirties was dressing fully when I could. went through purges and re-buy periods. By 40's no more purges---too expensive and started to build extensive wardrobe.