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
I have always just really like the name Kayla, and when I started thinking of a name for myself, Kayla kept popping up, so I decided to use that as my name. It was some time later (a couple of years I think), when I decided to add a middle name. I thought about it for about 2 minutes and the only name that really stuck with me is Rose. I tried to the two together, rolled it around in my head for a couple of days, trying it out. When I made my first online purchase as Kayla Rose, I realized, that is my name. I haven’t looked back since.
si j’avait été une fille c’est sylvie que j’aurais eu comme nom alors pour faire cour je préfère lysa .voila bisou a vous
I was Ronnie growing up. In high school it became Ron. I managed to try on some of my mother’s under garments. When I took an interest test in college, the counselor spent some time explaining that my male/female score was highly feminine and nothing to worry about. I think I have always enjoyed feminine apparel.
So, as I commented to Stephanie Smith, my birth name was Stephen, always called Steve (or Stevie). When I decided to transition it seem natural to feminize it to Stephanie. But it didn’t stick. I went through a number of names I liked; Morgan, Holly, thought about Sophie, and Willow then was reading about transgender pioneer Sylvia Rivera. I liked it, but favored the French Sylvie more than the “ah” at the end (more Americanized). When I realized that the root was Sylvanus, the Roman forest god (Sylvie means forest) I was sold. My besties love it, and to be honest It fits me SO much better than Steve ever did 🙂
Normally I am called Berthold. I was a Beatles- Fan especial of John Lennon. And his first woman was called Cynthia. I loved this name and choose this name for my girly days. Because I’m a sub, I had to hear also other names, mostly dirty forms, but for me, I am Chynthia.
When I first started dressing up regularly (age 10) a girl my age down the road befriended me. After she had seen me take a little pink.dress of neighbors clothes line. She came.right.out and told me.she knew.what I was doing, but wasn’t gonna tell Noone. Instead she made me be her best (girl) friend. As I sat in a pair of blue cotton panties thinking about my situation she asked, what’s ur name? Steve I said. She laughed I mean when your a girl.
I told her I didn’t have one and she said I had to. So we thought it over and because it was closest to Steve we picked Stephanie. After she called me by my femme name for the first time she leaned over and kissed me deeply on the mouth. Was my first and she became my best friend in the world.
Wow! My birth name was Stephen, always called Steve, and the first trans name I worked with was Stephanie. As you see though, it didn’t stick. Thanks for your great story!
I love this story.
Well… the strange is that I DID NOT choose my female name… I was chosen by the name.
First of all, I’ve never thought of a female name until I reached the age of 30 (and almost 20 of crossdressing). “Angela” is strictly related to my real male name: the name of a famous architect / sculptor / painter of the italian Renaissance, with a bad temper and a punched nose. Have you spotted him? 😉
The name Angela also referred to the ambiguity of angels’ sex.
Years later I decided to call myself “Ingrid”. Why? Because I have always actracted by nordic female beauty, and the name Ingrid has always actracted me.
It was also a name that somehow managed to keep men far away: too cold, too ‘distant’… and the group of letters “NGR”, with the R staying on forefront, too hard for italian tastes.
Anyway, in the third millenium I decided to use both names, and it worked very well! 🙂
One evening (3rd of December to be exact) about a year of only wearing panties, thongs with the occasional stockings and skirts, we looked at each other and decided that it is time to give my feminine persona an identity. The idea was exciting and she dove right into name idea websites! About 4 hours later, from a 10 name shortlist, Jade Amber was born and moved so quickly through puberty, that two weeks later, she lost her virginity for the first time while being encouraged and motivated by my wife LOL