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Hello everyone, my name is Morgane, I’m 39 years old, in a relationship with a woman, and I live in Ile de France, more precisely in the Essonne department.
In life, I have two jobs, I work in retail and I’m currently launching my business in the field of automotive aesthetics.
My passion for crossdressing goes back a very long time.
I was in late adolescence.
I remember the “trigger” as if it were yesterday: going to Paris, I was patiently waiting for the train when suddenly, a young woman wearing a mini skirt and shiny black tights arrived on the station platform.
At that moment, it was a revelation…
Yet, it wasn’t the first time I had seen a young woman dressed like that!
My reaction was sudden and spontaneous, I thought, “Wow, it’s so beautiful, I really want to try that outfit too.”
That’s how it all started.
Crossdressing is an occasional desire for me; I can go months without doing it.
I feel very good in my male skin!
But it’s always a huge pleasure to put on those clothes again.
Then, and this greatly affects the frequency of my transformation, I unfortunately don’t have enough time to dedicate to it.
Between work, sports, daily life, it’s hard for me to find a whole day to have the time to prepare and enjoy at least a few continuous hours during the day.
I remember the time when I still lived with my parents, waiting eagerly for them to go on vacation so I could enjoy transforming for several days in a row as much as possible.
I had to take days off accordingly—it was extraordinary!!!
This desire—apart from the fact that every man has a more or less present feminine side—I think it comes from a kind of jealousy toward women.
They “have the right to everything” when it comes to beautiful, soft, and pleasant things that make up their wardrobe.
Whether it’s makeup to beautify themselves, the infinitely varied jewelry, the scents of perfumes that spread and let imagination fly… or it’s fashion! So many choices of cuts, fabrics, colors, shapes—I’m not even mentioning shoes!!
Allowing myself access to this universe gives me an intense feeling of joy and fulfillment.
The perfect expression of Freedom with a capital ‘F.’
I also feel a deep sense of personal satisfaction when the transformation is quite successful.
I forget all the worries of life and fully enjoy it!!!
It’s the most beautiful escape for me.
Following that famous sight on the station platform, which stayed with me for several days, I only thought about trying on an outfit like that young woman’s, or at least a pair of tights.
After many hesitations, afraid of being discovered, I secretly rummaged through my sister’s tights drawer—she’s 6 years older than me.
The moment I put on the first pair, rather clumsily (laughs), without running them (phew), it perfectly confirmed my feeling of “this is so good.”
Then, the desire grew stronger and stronger to discover more.
It was then skirts’ turn, then tops, then lingerie.
How exciting it was!!!
Unfortunately, there was no wig at home, and I was already several sizes bigger than my sister or my mother.
So I had to do without shoes or a wig.
But what sensations of freedom, satisfaction, and beauty emerged inside me. I must admit my standards were not very demanding at the time lol, but the mirror reflection was my best friend when it revealed my long, sheathed legs.
All of this, of course, accompanied by the fear of being caught, discovered, and found ashamed, backed against the wall by family members.
That feeling of risk and fear was less than the desire to feel “good.” And when there are risks, every noun lives up to its definition—everything always went well until the discovery...
When I started making my first purchases, I had a hiding spot in my bedroom to store them and luckily, to my knowledge, it was never found.
It stayed that way for several years before leaving the family home. As I mentioned earlier, my parents’ vacation time was the most anticipated of the year.
However, they went away about two weeks per year, one in spring and one in autumn.
Those were the times when I could indulge in the beginnings of awkward makeup, a cheap wig that got tangled after five minutes, and shaky walks in heels.
But that wasn’t the most important thing—I was simply happy, smiling, living the best moments I could have at the time.
I also remember those evenings when I waited for the neighbors to close their shutters before daring to go out at night and walk around the neighborhood; it was total happiness!
I would answer yes to this question because the mindset of many people is way too narrow and closed.
Especially for older generations, like my parents, for example.
I notice this is less true for younger people.
When my actions were discovered by my mother, who came home earlier from work, I was completely dressed in my sister’s clothes bursting into the living room. It was a real scandal!
I laugh at it now, but at the time, it was much less funny.
A long discussion followed, me in a state, as you can imagine, about how this was not normal behavior for a boy…
With all the things that come with it about gender, sexual orientation, what was missed in upbringing…
Looking back, I think mostly my mother was overwhelmed and reacted on the spot, so surprised to be confronted with this unexpected situation.
But she was nice and didn’t tell my father—by the way, I wonder how he would have reacted, he’s very calm and composed.
It ended like a curiosity try-out, and we never spoke of it again.
I admit it calmed me down for a while!
But we all know the story: when you enjoy transforming, it’s etched in you forever.
That’s how I began buying my first items—the beginnings of my future wardrobe.
By bike, at first, when I didn’t have a license, going Wednesday afternoons or Saturdays to supermarkets. I remember being very embarrassed to choose feminine products and arriving all red at the checkout lol I always excused myself by saying it wasn’t for me, but there’s nothing worse to get caught mdr.
With the car license in hand, it was much easier to get around and buy things in stores more discreet and specialized than supermarkets (where the granny doing her shopping looks at you weirdly at checkout because you’re a young man buying a pair of tights).
So, from society’s point of view, at least at the time, I found it quite difficult, especially since I lacked confidence in making my first purchases.
Several years later, I moved in with a girl, and oddly enough, as soon as I had a girlfriend, I felt little or no desire to crossdress.
One fine day, she said to me, “I’d like to have fun doing your makeup.” You can imagine my state of desire at that moment! Still, I had to hold back not to reveal or raise any suspicion...
The moment was great, and little by little, a game developed between us, going as far as a total transformation. But I was too shy and fearful to dare going out as a girl with her.
I have great memories of this period, which lasted six years.
Afterwards, I met several girls with whom I sensed it was out of the question to mention crossdressing and naturally, those relationships lasted only a few weeks/months.
I continued crossdressing now and then at home, alone, experimenting with a few outings but without finding the joys of my early days.
I started putting crossdressing aside, sometimes adopting an androgynous look like mini shorts/tights or leggings with a t-shirt avoiding long preparations.
It was only when I met my current partner that the desires came back!
At our meeting, I quickly told her I liked to crossdress, for my personal pleasure. By doing so, everyone saves time in case it doesn’t please!
To my great surprise, she took it well and said it was good I told her and that as long as it wasn’t every day, it didn’t bother her.
Some time passed before we talked about it again, and I showed her the few outfits I had left.
At that moment, she had a great idea: to watch the TV show RuPaul’s Drag Race together.
I didn’t know this show, but she did! Incredible!!
We binge-watched almost all thirteen seasons at once!
She fully supports me in this passion, and I thank her from the bottom of my heart, she’s amazing. Since then, we shop together; she buys me clothes, makeup, and lots of little nice things that make the details of a complete feminine look.
I am aware that I’m extraordinarily lucky, and I think it’s destiny that brought us together.
For my friends, other than my crossdressing friends, few know, and they don’t care at all, even if they find it a bit weird lol.
For others, if they ever knew this part of my personality, I recall the words Dominique used in his beautiful presentation: “If one day you tell me you are no longer my friend, it means you never were.” I found this phrase absolutely perfect, thank you!
But that doesn’t mean I visit them or they come over to my place with me dressed as a girl.
I limit myself to special evenings, like themed costume parties. Also, living in an apartment, the idea of running into a neighbor dressed as a girl has always scared me, fearing a “travelo” label in the residence. And then, it’s awkward to arrive at a friend’s place and say “I’m changing, it’s going to take 2 hours.”
I didn’t think I was able to face and assume it, to sum up.
I don’t think there will be major steps in my feminization.
Definitely regular eyebrow waxing at a salon and maybe getting my ears pierced.
Otherwise, I would get permanent laser hair removal, also in a salon, because I bought a pulsed light device but I’m not satisfied with the results, despite following the instructions to the letter for 6 months.
I contacted Jennifer because for some time, I had been looking at the services she offers on her website.
There are very few professional makeup artists who offer their services to transgender and crossdressing people.
Besides, I’m lucky not to live far away.
So the choice was obvious!
It was after watching RuPaul with my partner that I felt motivated to reconnect with my passion, but better!
I acquired a certain skill in makeup over time, but apart from some web tutorials, I learned in front of my mirror.
According to the people who have already seen me, the result seemed correct, but I really wanted to learn through a face-to-face meeting, starting from the basics.
I was still quite nervous before the appointment, but Jennifer warmly welcomed me and immediately put me at ease.
Jennifer is super nice, friendly, and reassuring. She knows how to find the right words, and my feeling was like I had known her for a long time!
Besides, she is very pedagogical and gentle, she explains everything perfectly and even why and how if you need more explanations. The best!
This lesson was a new revelation for me, I have never felt so pretty!!
So much so that I dared to leave her workshop dressed as a girl!
SO GREAT!!!
It must be said that Jennifer really encouraged me to do it, and she was 1000% right!!!
Having a female, professional, and sincere point of view pumped me full of confidence and self-assurance.
On my way out, I crossed people and cars, broad daylight, as if I were used to it. This sensation was absolutely extraordinary, even though I concentrated on staying as natural as possible.
Not so obvious! I hadn’t smiled that much in a while!
I loved it so much that I even allowed myself a walk in a park near my home, happily noticing that people didn’t especially pay attention to me. I thought that being dressed as a girl meant I had an emergency light on my head lol, but no, it’s so cool.
Now, I really want to start going out as a girl again, without hiding, simply living and enjoying it fully whenever I have a day off.
Of course, I will need to integrate and repeat makeup exercises to reach the level of excellence Jennifer showed me.
Then, I could see her again to perfect techniques and get introduced to special occasion or party makeup, …
So, THANK YOU Jennifer, you’re a golden girl, exceptional.
I don’t know what else to say to thank you so much for this encounter that opened my eyes (haha, for a makeup lesson) and did me so much good!
Writing this story made me very happy, and I think I needed to share these moments of my life online. I want to share my experience with those who might be interested. Maybe even create an Instagram account to share my makeup evolution and future outings!
Looking forward,
Morgane.
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