I have silver hair, full lips and a hairless body. I dress every day, nothing glam usually, and always wear (at the very least) eye liner, mascara and lip gloss. As you can see by my birthday in my profile, I have been around for a while, and have been dressing (when possible) since being very young. The first time I experienced the absolute joy of the touch of female clothing on me was when I tried on my mother's girdle and stockings when I was about 6 years old. The thrill of the feel and taboo of that has never left me. Yes, an open bottom white girdle with garter straps, what all the ladies were wearing then (again, I have been around) that did not fit me, was how I dipped my toe into that lovely warm water. I even yet have that feeling wash over me every time I pull on my pantyhose! Have any of you other gurls ever wondered, if you also have experienced a moment as sweet as what I described, why we gravitated to female clothing? Why did we not try on our father's boxers and work shoes? But rather, stockings and pumps? I no longer dwell on the reasons why, but cherish the gift that I was given, and will carry it with me until the end of my existence on this earth. Can we talk about moisturizer, makeup and perfume now? We could, but I don't want to bore the reader with more words here. Want to know more about me, or share your own revelations? I'll listen, give me a nudge... Kisses...

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