Well it started many, many moons ago back when I was a teenager. My oldest sister was getting married and there was a pair of high heel shoes that was in my room with a bridesmaid gown. I don�t know why, but I decided to try them on. I found I could walk in them with no trouble and they fit great. The gown looked so tempting as well. So I tried on the gown and shoes together. That was the very first time. It was quite exciting for me too.
I did try dressing a few more time, but almost got caught. So I stopped dressing and since I didn�t have anything of my own it wasn�t too hard. It wasn�t hard at all not to dress up, especially after I started dating. Dating changed all kinds of things for me. Nothing bad mind you.
It had been several years since I had dressed at all. By now I was married and we had started a new life. I still had the urge early on to still slip into a dress. As time went on I had acquired a wig, slinky black dress, and a night gown. Of course I never dressed in front of my wife or let her know. How could I ever do that? Since I was always goofing around and doing silly thing, I had joked with her and said, �I bet I could look real good as a woman!�
Well I don�t remember the conversation but I ended up in this slinky black dress, heels, the works. That was the first time I went all out. Of course the wig was screwed up and I wasn�t really that good. They say pictures are worth a thousands words. This one said, run away. LOL Well we all started somewhere. As for what my wife thinks of all this. She doesn�t care for me dressing as a woman, but she doesn�t stop me either. I think this has actually been helpful to me. I would feel like I was lying to her if I never told her.
I slowly got into dressing more and more over the years. The most exciting times were when I was able to dress up in a dress and go out on Halloween night. I spent most of the time dressing at home trying to perfect my look. I did get out for a late night drive in a dress off and on. By 1994 my wardrobe had gotten a little bigger. Of course, I still couldn�t find the right style for myself. I just kept trying off and on. Eventually I ended up really enjoying my tight slinky dresses, corsets, and high heels. Even started making my own dresses. They actually worked out well. One that I made I wore on Halloween night and I got a lot of compliment on how I looked better as a woman then they did. That was a big boost for my ego. It stayed like that until about the summer of 2003 when we moved to Arizona for a big change.
I met with a local TRI-ESS group called Tau Upsilon. I had never been a part of a group like this before. I tried a long time ago, and it didn�t turn out that way. This was different. The ladies were great. This is when I also met a lady by the name of Brenda. She was kind enough to give me a make over and suggested a new style of wig, besides the long hair. I tried it, and then I got as giddy as a young school girl. I couldn�t believe how good I actually could look. So with her help, new techniques, and a little practice I improved and also fell in love with the short hair. Being part of this group and meeting these wonderful ladies is something that I am glad happened. Since that time we still get together for make over and pictures. I also continue to perfect my look as much a possible. Some day it would be nice to go shopping through a mall or someplace in public and blend in. I think that may never happen, just because I am so tall to begin with. I am sure one day I will. Even better then going out and passing is wanting to be a female impersonator, which is another of my long time wishes. Who knows, maybe one day I will be one.
Where does my family fall into this. Like always something has to have a priority, and that is my marriage and being a parent to my kids. The kids don�t know that I dress like this all the time, only on Halloween occasionally. Then there are my siblings and their spouses. As it stands they all know except for one person. My folks also know. This has also helped me lighten up and keep my life straight. I was blessed with a great family growing up. I love them all very dearly.
Every story for a Crossdressers is similar in some ways, but one thing is for sure. We are all just being ourselves and enjoying life. God Bless.
Christina Marie
