My name is Lori and I am a 45 year old crossdresser and this page is a little bit about me and my life. If this offends you in any way please leave now, if not, well, I hope you find it interesting, maybe a little amusing and maybe helpful to understand me and others like me.
I live in a country town south of Adelaide, South Australia with my partner and 4 of our children.
WHY??? that is the question. Well, why the website, thats easy. This is my way to tell the world what I like and how I feel, to show anybody who wants to look, what I look like (without turning beetroot red!!!) and to get out there and have fun and show off my wardrobe. I want people to know about Lori and who she is. Easy part.
WHY am I a man who likes to dress as a woman??? gee... what is the meaning of life???? (apart from 42 that is!!!)
Well... why not! I am a 45yo mostly masculine man (confusing isn't it!!!)who likes to slip into sexy lingerie and a pretty dress when the urge strikes, which is often, just lately. Why is it, that it is OK for a woman to dress as a man and act like a man, but if a man decides that he wants to feel pretty and sexy and act like a woman, that a lot of people see him as some sort of weirdo. ( sometimes even I do which comes from social conditioning I suppose) Double standards maybe?, homophobes? religous hipocrites? rednecks? Well it takes all kinds to make our world, and along with those just listed, I say we all just cruise along and accept people for who they are, whatever their differences. The world would be a mighty boring place if we were all the same.
I can't remember exactly when I first felt the urge to try on my sisters dress, but I was only about 8 years old and I know I felt that something was missing in my life. From there I progressed to Mums drawers and found her underwear, while not excitingly sexy(???!!!), it filled the gap a little bit more. I didn't understand how or why I felt like I did, but it felt good and I started on my journey.
I didn't really get too carried away until I was about 24 or so when I could go out and start buying my own clothes - mainly lingerie at that stage. I found I was really excited by the feel of satin and silk against my body. By this time I was a married man with two kids, living in Australia. Anniversaries and birthdays became a regular occurence for my 'wife'as I visited shops to add to my lingerie collection. My wife didn't know at first, but she found some of my pretty underwear and from then on it was something you didn't talk about. If you ignore it then it is either not happening or it will go away. WRONG. Although I did pack it all away a few times which seems to be a fairly common occurence with blossoming CDs. We managed 18 or so years together after that but I wished we talked about it (and listened to each other) and sorted it out one way or the other a lot earlier. She knew I was dressing when she wasn't around, but didn't say anything unless she found things, usually on the line drying. ( which usually resulted in disaster for my lingerie!!)
Towards the end of our relationship I started to dress more as a woman, by that I mean I was getting fully dressed in female attire, instead of just in lingerie. I started to feel more comfortable with myself and not so guilty. When I first started dressing it was a real sexual thing and I would get off on it, but then I would feel ashamed and quickly change back into guys clothes. Guilt seemed to be part and parcel of my early dressing days, but as time wore on I began to accept me for who I was and what I wanted in my life. And being Lori every now and then made me feel good and helped me to relax.
Out with the old and in with the new, woman that is. I left my wife and met an absolutely wonderful lady who is without a doubt the most beautiful person in the world. I told her about Lori after about two months of us being together. We were sitting on the bed and she asked me what I liked and what were my fantasies. So I thought mmm, do I or don't I? Well nothing ventured nothing gained as the saying goes. Well uuummm I like to dress up in womans clothes.She said OH, OK where do you keep your clothes, I want to see them. So we sat on the bed and for the first time I showed Lori's attire to someone. I think the one thing I have learnt in this is to be honest with your partner. Either way, I think your life has to work out better in the long run.Or else you give up dressing. That sounds a lot easier than it is too. The urge always comes back Remember we are not sick But that is only my opinion.
Since then we have talked lots, listened lots and shared ideas, clothes, shoes and makeup. She is teaching me to be a 45 year old respectable lady, instead of the 16 yo slut that was reflected by my very limited wardrobe, which was even more limited once the 'slutty attire was relegated to the rubbish bin. (but I really liked that tight red mini!!!) A new wig and lessons on non slutty looking make up have followed . Also a few trips to the shop and surfing on ebay to update my "limited wardrobe" has resulted in Lori acquiring a whole new, more feminine look which I love. I have to admit that I do look better (all vanity aside) and I also feel more confident and will be taking that huge step out of the closet in the not too distant future for a night on the town.I will let you know how that goes. I have posted some more photos with my new hair style and wardrobe.
Just remember, we only get one shot at our lives so make the most of it.
Well I have done it and finally got out. Only to the movies in our town, but now I have some more excursions planned and we are going to the Seahorse ball in Sydney in August. I cant wait especially as I will have to buy myself a really pretty dress, shoes and of course some sexy lingerie |
