How Vicki came to be
Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2014 3:26 pm
I'm sure mine is an all to familiar story. The first time I delved into dressing was when I was 7 or 8. I discovered that I liked the feel of my mother's nylon panties and tried them on. I really enjoyed prancing around my room wearing panties with a makeshift bra made out of my safety blanket, pretending I was a girl at the beach in a bikini, or an underwear model. Over the years, I started to explore more of my mother's lingerie drawer and closet and started to become fascinated by all things feminine.
Bras were next on my experimentation list, followed by camis and pantyhose. In junior high I found a box with an old swimsuit and dress that I liked to dress in when I was home alone. This is also around the time I started experimenting with makeup and around the age that the guilt and fear of being caught really started to creep in. I went through the all too common period of questioning my sexuality thanks to portrayals in popular culture at that time.
It wasn't until I was in college and discovered the online support community that I really came to accept myself and that this was OK. The sense of community and the feeling of not being alone really helped me tremendously. So it was in college that Vicki was born and I rose out of the mindset that I was some sort of depraved fetishist, to a lovable girl with a different cross gender identity. I've loved, cherished, and accepted this side of me ever since then.
--Vicki O'Shea
Bras were next on my experimentation list, followed by camis and pantyhose. In junior high I found a box with an old swimsuit and dress that I liked to dress in when I was home alone. This is also around the time I started experimenting with makeup and around the age that the guilt and fear of being caught really started to creep in. I went through the all too common period of questioning my sexuality thanks to portrayals in popular culture at that time.
It wasn't until I was in college and discovered the online support community that I really came to accept myself and that this was OK. The sense of community and the feeling of not being alone really helped me tremendously. So it was in college that Vicki was born and I rose out of the mindset that I was some sort of depraved fetishist, to a lovable girl with a different cross gender identity. I've loved, cherished, and accepted this side of me ever since then.
--Vicki O'Shea