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I guess that after many years you will go through many "first times" when it comes to your CDing...
Sharing some that may be silly, but they meant something and were important at least at the time...
- The first time stepping out the door of my place to go out for a late night drive
- The first time meeting with another cross-dresser (My friend Linda)
- The first time out and thinking "Where is my purse?" (And the realization that you do own and are carrying a purse)
- The first visit I had with friends to a different city, after coming back to the hotel and having to ask somebody "can you please zip me down?"
- The first time checking in at one hotel as Gaby and having the clerk saying "Enjoy your stay Ms. Romani".
- The first time trying on a pair of heels at the store (en femme - never done it as a guy)
- The first time some jerk asked me "are those real?" about my boobs! Ha!
- The first time I was 100% sure I was accepted as a woman (shopping at Dillard's, it was a hot day, and I mentioned that to the sales lady, and she said that yes, the A/C was failing, and she had a puddle of sweat under her boobs - a comment from one woman to another I'd say!)
- The first time taking public transportation (in Atlanta during the SCC)
- The first time out shopping with a gg friend! (Thank you Valpo gal!)
- And above all of those... the first time I looked into the mirror and I saw Gaby... not just "me" wearing makeup and a wig...
Care to share some of your (G Rated) first CD times?
Love,
Gaby
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless skies
The first time I stepped into a skirt.... woo!
Of course missing a few...
- first time shaving my legs and wearing hosiery.
- first time having a gentleman opening the door for me (it was at the post office)
- first time I called myself Gabriela (in a chat room)
- first time at a nail salon (while in ATL during the SCC )
- first time dinning out as Gaby ( at a Thai restaurant)
Gaby
The first time I was looked in the mirror while dressed and wearing makeup. Could not stop smiling.
There's many first times of course. I recall vividly, my first stockings, first pantyhose, first time wearing heels, first time buying my own pantyhose, first time buying short girl's shorts, first time wearing pantyhose out openly with the short shorts, then buying my first platform wedges and wearing them out with the short shorts and pantyhose. There was the first time wearing a long shirt that looked like a short dress over the shorts and wearing that out with pantyhose and platforms.Then there was the pantyhose shopping in that outfit. There was women asking me about my pantyhose. Is what I'm buying what I'm wearing? Getting complimented on having nice legs. Getting told if I had legs like yours I would show them off like you do. Then there was the girl I met who wondered why I don't dress fully fem.
Then came buying my first sexy pumps, dresses, bras and panties, wigs and makeup. And dressing fully fem for a Halloween Party and totally loving it. And there is countless other firsts that came afterwards. But among those big firsts, there is so many other smaller and less significant firsts.
From wearing stockings to becoming Patty and being gender fluid took a lot of years. It was growth and evolution.
The first time I stepped into a skirt…. woo!
I’m sure I’ve documented my beginnings elsewear but my journey began with my sis in law to be. She’d come and stay at weekends and I had a serious crush! She was a serious clothes addict with some lovely skirts especially. One day, home alone I peeked into her suitcase and found her lingerie.... yes an invasion of privacy I now know but I was 12 at the time. I recall stepping into her pristine white panties and the the skirt that was hanging on the wardrobe door..... I think ecstasy summed up the feeling!
First time I walked down a busy street on a Saturday night en femme,
First time (and only to date) I went to a bar en femme.
Happy memories.
Mx
Never having shaved my legs, the first time I saw them in black pantyhose over dancer tights versus the thick opaque tights I typically wore at the time.
Actually, I make a very passible woman.
First time in the mirror , I was amazed. I couldn't believe it.
First time out I passed very well as a woman.
I look 180 degrees opposite as a woman then I do as a man. I doubt very much if my friends would recognize me.
Have developed my voice as well as feminine e mannerisms.
I enjoy very much my time as a woman.
for me, the most memorable time was getting and wearing a full femme outfit for the first time. after being in just occaisional knickers or tights for so long, the feeling was complete, I was 'home'
fiona xx
Other memories:
- First time on an elevator with others
- First "I like that skirt" comment from a young woman
- First eating in a restaurant (uncrowded hotel)
I remember being young and just liking how my aunts looked...noticing their slips under dresses and panties peeking above their pants. I was inside the house alone for a bit and went to my sisters room and opened her dresser drawer. She has a white half slip with lace trim. I dropped my pants and underwear to my ankles and pulled it on. I will never forget how good it felt and I knew I was different than other boys. That was 40 plus years ago and now I dress fully and love feeling feminine and expressing it.
The first time I went out en femme was both scary and wonderful. Once my nerves settled down I just love being feminine, the feel of my stockings, the playful bounce of my skirt as I strolled, catching a glimpse of my polish to nails as I walked down the stair. Just of the feeling I got knowing that I was dressed and pampered as a girl was exhilarating.
The first time out to sports bar fully dressed.