Your name plays a big part in shaping your feminine identity.
Some names sound sweet and innocent, some are classic and regal, while others exude an exotic and mysterious vibe.
As a crossdresser or trans woman, you have the unique opportunity of choosing your own female name.
If you’re like most of my readers, there’s a story behind your chosen feminine name.
So, in this blog post, I’d love to hear about the special meaning behind your name.
Please leave a comment below, sharing your feminine name and the story of how and why you chose it for yourself.
I’m excited to hear the story!
Love,
Lucille
Mmmm, “advantage “…., I don’t really think it is one.
My name is Cassandra, but I didn’t choose it. Back about 8 or 9 months ago, some time after I finally accepted myself as transgender, I thought about the name issue. At some point I started to look for girl names I liked, to sort out which one will be best for me. While I found some names I really liked, it didn’t took me long to stop and say “Okay, quit fooling around, you know which one is your real name, and that is Cassandra”.
I always been of the idea that before being born we already have a name which governs over our fate (at some extent, at least). It’s the duty of our parents to find out that name and give it to us. In other words, while we can have a lot of names, there’s only one that is our “real” name.
The same as my gender identity, I didn’t choose my name, but merely accepted it once I found it out.
Where did I got that name? Well, materially speaking, I became aware of that name because a fictional character I liked. But time said that name was bound to me more than just simply liking it. With the pass of time, I became more and more aware that name was really important to me. When I looked for a suitable girl name I came upon a lot I liked, but I realized that this was the reason that name stuck with me for so much time. I only had to accept it.
On a courious note, I also feel identified with the meaning of that name. While there isn’t a clear register of the meaning or procedence of the word, it’s known in humans history because of the girl from which a god fell in love and gave the divine power of seeing the future. On the troyan war, she would be a definite piece on winning the war, if it weren’t for the curse another god put over her: while they could not take away the gift given by a god, at least they made nobody believed what she predicted. It’s said that she predicted the whole troyan horse trap, but since nobody listened to her, the trap succeded.
People who know me have heard me complain about this lots of times: I always say that nobody listens to me and I end up being right (most of times at least).
Anyway, that’s the story of my name, my REAL NAME.
Michelle was just given to me by a friend. I wanted my name to be Monica since I really like that name. As people know me as Michelle I’ll stick with that.
My sister had a friend named Nancy and she really looked good. I enjoyed looking at her breasts and as mine are now 36A and going rapidly toward 36B, I feel like I am also a hot, sexy woman. My itchy nipples lead me to play a lot with my breasts and I feel so good about it.
Elaine ~ My older Brother, His Friend sister, her name was Elaine. Was a 2nd grade teacher. Wished I had her when I was in 2nd grade. Very Attractive lady!
I realize this is way after the fact, but I thought I’d tell about my name. I chose my name in High School and popular TV shows at the time were ‘The Six Million Dollar Man’, and ‘Bionic Woman’. I thought, and still do, that Lindsay Wagner was very beautiful, so I took Lindsay as my first name. I also did not want a feminine version of my real name, which was Charles. I wanted something completely different. Both my sisters have names beginning with “L” so it also fit into the family rhythm of female names. The middle name I played around with for many years. I liked the names Elaine, Michelle, and Ellen. Before I began transition I joined a support group. One of my friends there had taken the names of her children and slightly modified the male child’s name to fit her new image. I thought that was a beautiful thing to do. So, the day that I came out to my daughter I asked her if she would mind if I took her middle name as my middle name. She thought that was a wonderful idea and gave me her blessings. So, Lindsay Nicole Houghton was born. Love.
I would like to introduce you to Jacquelyn Sonya LaRonde.
Part of my name was hard, other just fell on my lap. My given name was Sean. When my friends found about my transition it was changed to Seanya. I simplified it as Sonya. I took my birth mother’s last name as my own.
Being Canadian, we are used to having lots of names (my given has 5!), and first & last was way too short. My birth & given names included James. After research I found a progression in names books and websites (etymology) relating James to Jacques to Jacquelyn. The fact that James means “Supplanter” (one that purposely takes the place of another), I felt it to be quite fitting.
Rachel was my first girlfriend and she was so wonderfully feminine who wore pretty clothes and just enough make up to tease. I just like to keep her somewhere in my thoughts
How do I want to start this. My given name was Terry Dale whether I was going to be male or female after 2 for my great-grandmothers. I decided I didn’t want any mix ups with my femme side. So I did some research on common female names in the yr that I was born. The first name I choose was Kayla which I had a friend help my out with. I tried it out for a while but things fell apart. So I went back to my research & made a list of names that liked, were more my style. So, I’ve recently gotten a new group of friends and come out of the closet (sorta speak), we sit down I go through my list again and we start throwing names around. Finally, Sara Emily Williams is born. I have always liked the name Sarah for one reason or another and one of my favorite country artists is Sara Evans. The middle name was off of my list and as for the last name is in the family somewhere. *hint it would have been too easy for people to find me.