THE VERY BEGINNING..I'm 59 now, a tired old queen. I started dreesing up when I was about 12. When I say dressing up I mean I first wore a bra. I was in my parents bedroom and I don't really know why I put it on, I have no recollection of doing so but I do recall my mother and little sister coming into the room. I got up hurredly and held my arms to my chest to hid the "boobs" and ran into my own room where I scrambled to get the bra off and hide it. Little did I know that the bra straps would be seen under my top, especially at the back, something that we trannies like to make sure is seen. Anyway, nothing came of it.
After that, I'm not saying I took the opportunity to dress every time I could but I was doing it more often. I made excuses to stay off school (I was a great actress) and once the coast was clear I would dress up in my mothers badminton whites and dance around to my brothers Status Quo records...I shared a room with him. I would dabble every so slightly with make-up but it was the dressing up which excited me. Having breasts, wearing a skirt and so on.