A woman’s body is her canvas

I think it was around Spring 1995 when I started to think a bit about all these things seriously. I was “between girlfriends” and thinking why the women I knew — colleagues, friends, even family — simply lost that magic. Sure, many of them “dressed up” for things like marriages or […]

The beginnings…

I have no clear memories when it was the first time I felt the “urge” of dressing like a woman. It’s hard to fix a place or a time for it. All I remember was the opposite — during my teens, I suppressed my intense desire of being with women, […]