I remember getting all dressed up on a Sunday morning and going and seeing my daddy when i was eighteen. I always wore something casual looking. He would take me running around to show me off, stop by the little cafe in the little town where more and more people got to know I was a cross dresser. He shared me with a few of them eventually.
I've dressed most of my life, I've dabbled in sissy stuff. I still just don't get the appeal of diapers with sissies. I much prefer sexy panties, a cage and a plug.