“Crossdressing just for fun” isn’t really the case for me. I enjoy dressing and socializing and being accepted as a female. Like many other sisters, I am now in solitary confinement due to the Corona virus and can only enjoy dressing at home. I love going out when dressed to restaurants, shopping, which now is done on the internet, and then as something to look forward to when visiting the postbox!
This has been the time to try new makeup, hairstyles, and enjoy as much as possible in this strange situation we all are in. It is also an opportunity to reflect on the past; how and why I started dressing in women’s clothes. Even still today, I do not know what came over me by going through my mother’s underwear drawer during my mid teens, let alone trying them on. It gave me a strange feeling, which is unexplainable and made me repeat the experience for several years, always hoping never to be caught.
Luckily enough, I didn’t get caught and when I married the “urge” and pleasure of dressing disappeared, only to reappear when I was made redundant at the end of my thirties. It began again with my wife’s underwear and clothes, using water balloons to fill her bra! Dressing at that time made me forget my unemployment problem; it brought back the pleasure of dressing again.
Then I went through a very long period with no dressing until my early 50’s. After a medical problem, and in despair, I started to dress again. At first, like last time, with my wife’s clothes. Soon, I started to buy on mail order as the internet did not exist at that time. Only after dressing for nearly 15 years in the closet was I “discovered” by my first wife. She took it badly and suggested counseling for me. She was of the opinion that I had a “screw loose,” yet we stayed married until she passed away.
I’m sure she knew that I still dressed discretely when I went away on business trips, but she didn’t say anything other than the one time when she cut my new transparent blouse I had mail ordered into pieces and threw it in the dustbin! Today, my second wife knows, and she has seen almost all my wardrobe. She hasn’t said anything so I continue to dress when she is away visiting her family a few times a year. There have only been a few comments. When we were out buying clothes and underwear for her, she told me that I know her sizes and have very good taste!
I have a female wardrobe almost bigger than my male wardrobe, and a makeup bag the size of a small suitcase. I have enough confidence to go out and enjoy life as a woman. I shop (and of course try items on in the ladies fitting room), wine and dine out, go to the theater, travel—although I have no intention to pursue a sex change. How long will my pleasure and enjoyment of dressing last? I’ve now passed 75 years! It is also good to have a site for us “girls” like Crossdresser Heaven to keep in contact, especially during this difficult period of confinement.