Teens Were The Best Years
While I had started dressing as a girl when I was 5 by my 2 older sisters and then my mother. To me dressing up just meant putting on clothes. I was too young to know or understand what crossdressing was. As I entered my teens I became aware of crossdressing and being born a boy. I still loved every opportunity to be a girl. But my greatest fun and memories were when I turned 18. Now I knew everything to do regarding crossdressing, hair, makeup, clothes, how to act and gestures. But when I turned 18 my mother would dress me herself and take me out. She would dress me in her clothes to make me look like a woman in her 20s. She would wash and set my hair. Do my makeup, lips and nails always bright red for that older look. Panties and bra were followed by a garter and stockings. (No pantyhose) The dress was always one that zipper up the back and was a solid color. Usually a lavender color, blk stocking and 3 in. matching shoes. Jewelry was always big earrings, necklace and bracelet with the occasional ring. When she was done I looked like a 25 yr old woman. She would dress to the 9s and out we would go. A mother and her older daughter going out to eat. Do some shopping for clothes or catch a movie. We would stay out to midnight walking and talking everywhere we went. It was always a long night but it was my mothers night. I enjoyed every minute of it and I know she did to. Today I'm older and wiser,when we go out I'm dressed just the way she likes me to be. And I'll never lose that feeling of how happy she is when I'm her daughter.