I am a male to female transgender in my early 70's, single, very comfortable with what I am. Appearance I am a tall redhead with shoulder length hair, blue eyes, and a medium beige complexion. I try to dress tastefully, with a tangent toward an elegant look. You can see my pictures and so have a good idea about my appearance. When I go out for the evening, my body and legs are silky smooth, I have a dark red manicure on my medium length nails and a similar pedicure. I wear full lingerie, stockings, and medium length heels. I apply evening makeup, body fragrance, perfume, and fashionable jewelry to complete the image. I always snuck into my mom's clothes from when I was little. So, I always knew I craved femininity. Growing up I idolized glamourous, classy females, like fashion models and movie actresses. I loved clothing catalogs and women’s magazines. I loved the power the ladies had in looking totally flawless and fashionable. So, in 1991 I found a gender group and began going and loved the feeling of going out as a female. I was going out fully dressed, full makeup, ladies' footwear, jewelry, purse, etc. For me anything but 100% feminine was abhorrent. When I'd go out with the gals, men would hit on me. I'd maybe flirt a little but decline until 1999 I said I'd date. I didn't consider myself gay and had never been intimate with men prior.

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