My beginnings Part II (for what its worth)
Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 8:04 pm
Hi girls,
I have read many wonderful beginnings posts over the last few weeks and through this I came to the realization, how much my original post was rushed. This was probably due to the fact that I had never had anyone with which to share my CDing feelings with before.
5 or 6 lines in 35 years of CDing looking back seemed inadequate, if that is the right word.
I would like to relate an event that happened to enforce my love/need of CDing and lead part way to excepting that I had a strong femminne side.
It's almost as if accidental triggers throughtout my life have enforced my need to except, who I now know to be Charlotte, as part of my life.
Anyway, I was a boy scout (I wish I could have been a girl guide) and every year our local area put on a "Gang Show". For a couple of years I had resisted taking part, mainly due to the fact that I cannot sing.
I was eventually talked into taking part in the gang show, at the age of thirteen.
Rehearsals started in the January and on arrival I was given a list of numbers I was to take part in. Halfway down the list was "Moulin Rouge" and my part was back-ground, playing a woman.
Wearing womens clothes in public !!!!!!!, legit, the excitement was over whelming and this chance to dress as a female sustained me, throughout the many boring Saturday and tuesday evening rehearsals.
Wardore took measurements for dress and shoe size etc, and all I could think about was roll on dress rehearsals and the seven nights that I would appear on stage in a dress.
Finally the day arrived for me to dress-up, padded bra (and no means a small size) flowing flower print dress, wig ,high heel shoes and tan panty hose. Unfortunately, no silk panties (would not be seen anyway) and only the normal stage makeup.
After coming of stage I counted myself lucky, some of the other guys in 'moulin rouge' were also in the next number and had to effect a quick change, where as I could savour the wonderful feeling of being dressed a little while longer.
The only negitive side to this experience was that it took over 30 years for me to be able to face wearing tan coloured panty hose again.
?
Any other colour red, white, black, but not tan. Now I love tan /nude and wear these coloured panty hose/ stockings all the time.
All explanations as to this strange anomaly will be gratefully received.
Charlotte xx
I have read many wonderful beginnings posts over the last few weeks and through this I came to the realization, how much my original post was rushed. This was probably due to the fact that I had never had anyone with which to share my CDing feelings with before.
5 or 6 lines in 35 years of CDing looking back seemed inadequate, if that is the right word.
I would like to relate an event that happened to enforce my love/need of CDing and lead part way to excepting that I had a strong femminne side.
It's almost as if accidental triggers throughtout my life have enforced my need to except, who I now know to be Charlotte, as part of my life.
Anyway, I was a boy scout (I wish I could have been a girl guide) and every year our local area put on a "Gang Show". For a couple of years I had resisted taking part, mainly due to the fact that I cannot sing.
I was eventually talked into taking part in the gang show, at the age of thirteen.
Rehearsals started in the January and on arrival I was given a list of numbers I was to take part in. Halfway down the list was "Moulin Rouge" and my part was back-ground, playing a woman.
Wearing womens clothes in public !!!!!!!, legit, the excitement was over whelming and this chance to dress as a female sustained me, throughout the many boring Saturday and tuesday evening rehearsals.
Wardore took measurements for dress and shoe size etc, and all I could think about was roll on dress rehearsals and the seven nights that I would appear on stage in a dress.
Finally the day arrived for me to dress-up, padded bra (and no means a small size) flowing flower print dress, wig ,high heel shoes and tan panty hose. Unfortunately, no silk panties (would not be seen anyway) and only the normal stage makeup.
After coming of stage I counted myself lucky, some of the other guys in 'moulin rouge' were also in the next number and had to effect a quick change, where as I could savour the wonderful feeling of being dressed a little while longer.
The only negitive side to this experience was that it took over 30 years for me to be able to face wearing tan coloured panty hose again.
? Any other colour red, white, black, but not tan. Now I love tan /nude and wear these coloured panty hose/ stockings all the time.
All explanations as to this strange anomaly will be gratefully received.
Charlotte xx