You'll always remember your first time .. in your first apartment.
Made this one for Lacy, and I wanted to give her a sweeter caption after pushing her buttons quite a bit for the least few trades in which I went REALLY close to her limits, possibly tiptoeing across the border from time to time. The picture was definitely her, so there was no debate over who was going to receive this one, and the topic it gave me was an exciting one to write about.
One of the interesting things at the Haven is the discussion groups about people's experiences with cross-dressing and how each individual came to their own conclusions about what they were and how that relates to their sexuality. Many have talked about how they really had to hide it from their family when they were younger, or if that wasn't quite a issue then, going off to college where they really couldn't do anything other than dream. Talk about passion! For them, it wasn't a matter of "why not dress up in women's clothing?" but a need to do so, and the lengths they went through to satisfy that need.
You often hear, "When I move out ..." in those discussion topics, and it is a wondrous, and scary time when you leave the nest and head off to make your mark upon the world. Maybe you have a roommate, but even then, you should have at least an entire room to yourself, and hopefully, the privacy to do what you want, when you want, exactly the way you want it. For a more traditional, non-TG viewpoint, "Welcome to Paradise" by Green Day does a wonderful job of conveying it.
That was what I was trying to push through into this caption. The desire to not only have your own space that is uniquely yours, but to fill it with objects that represent you, with no compromises. The need to dress is so compelling to Lacy here, that she's forgone most of the "necessities" of apartment living, for something that will define her and how she lives in that new apartment.
Look at the caption one more time, in closer detail, then come back here to continue. I hope you noticed the amount of space that I left in both the text and in the picture itself. That was completely by design. Usually I would have cropped the picture to get a closer view of the model, but the way it was set up went perfect with what I was trying to convey, that a mattress, some hosiery, lingerie and a brand new dress as all the things she currently possesses .. what is actually the most important things to her .. and the freedom to fill those empty spaces with cherished items as she lives her life. I made the same choice with the starkness of few words. In fact, with an abundance of "No .." in the first half of the caption, it could say, "No verbs" either! In my head, I was forming an equation, which I followed through as an outline, and did my best to stick with it, and carve out anything that was superfluous to the end result.
As Lacy mentioned in her reply to the post, "What a moving caption. At least I had my priorities right. Loved the sexy dress and pantyhose. Loved the idea of a new city, a new life the way I want it."
I hope that a caption like this brings you back to when you were starting out in life, and how exhilarating it was, eating ramen noodles and/or Tina's burritos 3 times a day until payday. Or perhaps, you are looking forward to the moment the caption demonstrates, and the freedom that will bring to your lifestyle. If it does, then I think I've done my job well.
Feel free to write about your first time living by yourself and being able to dress the way you wanted or how things changed when you did move out. How bad was the anticipation as the date moved closer? Did you take advantage of the situation? Was it scary-fun and exciting to shop for feminine items that you were going to wear when you got home?
Please be sure to check out the last post I made as well. It has a good discussion about a caption I made as a blog exclusive regarding Native Americans, and there was an offer for you to star in a caption too! Click HERE after you've made a comment on this post!