You’ve put a lot of effort into perfecting your feminine image – from outfits and makeup to practicing your voice and body movements.
But today, let’s pause the improvement talk and take a moment to appreciate the progress you’ve already made. Because, seriously, you’re amazing!
What’s your proudest accomplishment on your MTF journey so far?
It could be a major milestone like starting hormone therapy, coming out to a friend, or going out in public as a woman for the first time.
Or it could be a smaller victory, like buying your first lipstick or choosing your feminine name.
Even if you’re just starting out, there’s a lot to celebrate. Acknowledging your true self is a significant step forward!
So let’s hear it! What is your greatest transgender or crossdressing achievement?
Please share your story with us in the comments below!
Love,
Lucille
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After many years of only cross-dressing within my house, and then going through purges … I finally accepted who I am this past February.
I had a professional make-up job done, including wig and clothes, to give me an idea of who the femme part of me could really look like. The artist also gave me my name – which I had never really considered.
Since then, I’ve been out in public from time to time, bought clothes just for me, and quietly enjoyed taking “selfies” when I’m dressed up in public.
And Lucille, I’m SO thankful for not only your website, but your extremely welcoming, gracious, and sweet demeanor!
Bless you!
Hi Salina , I have read your brief story and I do commend you in the way you have crossed from being whom you were and whom you truly are .
I gave myself the name first JAS Jill Ann Summers and still in the closet am afraid at this moment .
Regards
Jill
Thank you, Jill!
I should qualify that extremely few people know that I crossdress, but finding the courage to claim who I am for ME, and to be prudent about my outdoor activities has been very freeing. I hope you can find a similar peace.
Blessings,
Salina
Lucille,
The biggest accomplishment is going unread by genetic woman. When you are read by a woman, it can be as if you’re an illegal intruder who has snuck into someones home in the dark of night. Some genetic woman can be less than accepting. One time while I was in a coffee shop, a woman turned a corner and saw me and laughed. That hurt, but I didn’t run away. I’ve worked hard at refining and improving my image. Attention to detail is important. Over time I’ve achieved a look that allows me to live as a woman.
Having men notice me is fine. I’ve had men look at my ass and smile, drive by and honk at me and shout “Hey there!” That is all nice and flattering, but being accepted by other woman as a woman is the greatest accomplishment of all.
Thank you Lucille
thanks Lucille
Indeed, without the courtesy
you credit for giving me a lot of tips that helped me in my program feminine thanks to the continuous communication via e-mail.
I really thank you for the attention to all the details of how to organize the feminization and provide tips on things in the feminization
I wish I could continue to communicate forever
Love
jo
My biggest achievements so far have been going out in public at night dressed in a mini skirt, sexy red top , wearing a wig, high heels and tights. No make up and just drove around with my friend, stopped at 7eleven for a drink, then walked into Mcdonalds for a burger. The people who where around, mainly staff, did notice I was male but said nothing and the girls at Mcdonalds smiled a lot.
Also I have gone out recently during the day driving, my friend needed a lift so I picked her up. I had been dressing that morning at home and decided I would stay dressed when picking her up. It was fun and she was proud of me for doing it, she is happy for me to dress around her and encourages me to explore and expand my dressing.
Also I have begun to tell more people around me about my dressing and so far all has gone well, even my father who I live with is accepting and wants to understand.
I have been allowing myself to really explore and enjoy my cross dressing recently and not hide it away as I have done for so long.
It is a part of me and I am finally accepting it, I am open to where and to whom it may take me to.
Back at the start of 2010, I finally decided: no more wigs, and no more stuffing my bras. So I just let my own hair keep growing, and I started Lucille’s natural breast development program. By the Fall of 2012 – almost 3 years into it – my own hair was past my shoulders, I was doing a deep treatment oil-conditioning at the salon every other month, and I got very good at flat-ironing/styling it straight with soft feathery bangs. And my 100% commitment to daily herb capsules, daily deep tissue breast massage with the same herb liquid extract plus progesterone cream resulted in my own breasts amazingly being a true, full B-cup. (I have continued to this day, now doing adding Medela electric maternity breast pump to my daily regimen – see my photos in my June 21st 2014 prior Lucille post-topic on “How To Get Cleavage With a Nu-Bra”.)
So I have now attended the last two (2013 and 2014) Consumer Electronics Show (CES) conventions entirely as a woman, spending 5 full days and nights in a row walking the exhibit floors, attending seminars and product demos, having lunches and dinners, meeting for coffee – all with my “Cathy Peterson” entry badge, and it is the most wonderful feeling/experience to have everyone refer to me as “Cathy”, or “she”, or “her”, as I usually email genetic women in my same security systems industry in the 2-3 weeks prior, and arrange to meet, and it’s worked without any problem. So fun to walk the Las Vegas convention floor with 1 or 2 other women, we’re all in typical office/professional business women’s attire, belting into 100,000+ attendees, and just “being” as womanly as I want.
It has carried over to shopping Macy’s, Ross, TJ Maxx, DressBarn, Ann Taylor with some of these gals in the evenings, as well as getting dinner together, seeing a movie, or going to Cirque de Soliel. And this past 2014 trip I hired a professional shopper for $80 to spend 2 1/2 hours with me as my “friend” helping me try on wedding gowns at a Vegas rental store, and it was such a rush to always be called “Cathy” “she” and “her” by Linda (great mid-40s shopper-assistant) and the 1 or 2 gals in the bridal salon, as I took off my pencil skirt and blouse, but kept on my Vanity Fair sheer ivory nylon full-slip over my padded bra (wonderful Nu-Bra cleavage showing), panties, nude lace-top thigh highs, and my flats – and tried on each gown over my slip, sliding my bra and slip straps off my shoulders when I posed in front of the mirror in each gorgeous gown.
The gals were all so nice, kind, friendly, and I got so girlie with them in my best female voice – and then had them help me choose one to rent for $235 for 2 full days, due back on day-3 … and how fun to get all laced in tight by them in back, have my own cleavage showing above the bodice, and sit as the salon gal set different veil clips into my own long hair (which I got many compliments on).
I so look forward to going back again in January-2015 for 5 great days as Cathy among all those techie/business/marketing types and will probably hire Linda again and hit a different bridal rental shop. Just thrilling to be admitted into that feminine world of changing rooms, gossip, giggles about our boobs and cleavage and skin and make-up and hair and middle age … wow … and to have Linda and the salon sales gal both doting on me, making suggestions, primping my hair, and especially to be standing in front of them in just my slip over bra, panties, thigh-highs as they help me into the gowns, and so fun to get laced in real tight and get such an hour-glass look, then stand in front of those 3-panel angled full-length mirrors as they smooth the train and adjust the veil – it’s all I could do to just hold my composure, smile, and try not to swoon (literally).
By far, THE greatest achievement!!! Thanks Lucille for all your help.
My greatest achievement? That would be undoubtedly the day I accepted myself as a woman. It was such a big step forward, that it took me 19 long years to achieve it. I regret that it took me so long, but at least I did, and was the best thing I ever made.
But I think your question is aimed to the specific steps that you take after accepting yourself, so let me think a moment ……..
Well, I’ll have to divide it into different classes: at personal level, at corporal level, and at aesthetic level.
At personal level, my greatest achievement has been my coming out. I always been the “hermit” type, never liked to go out and play with other kids, never been too sociable, and that damaged me deeply (without knowing it). My acceptance has led me to coming out of my house more (not only en femme, but coming out in general) and I made a new friend I wouldn’t make otherwise. Even so, until a month ago, I wouldn’t go out to ay place if not to a restaurant with my friends or tho the movies, but some days ago I went out more, lets say “like a normal person”.
At a corporal level, I’ve lost 44 lb (20 Kg) this year (that means I’m one or two clothing sizes less than last year), I improved my overall health; even so, it resulted that I have diabetes, and the last time I spoke with my doctor he said if I continued like now, I may revert all the damages and may be freed from it. Any person who haven’t seen me since last year gets amazed at how much I changed.
At aesthetic level, I think I achieved passability at last. Last monday I went out with a friend, and at some point she wanted to go to a “table dance”, and the guy at the gate wouldn’t let us pass because they “can’t let pass two women without a male companion”. While my lady friend raged over this and went to talk with the place’s manager, I rejoiced over the fact he considered me a woman without question. Also there was an incident later at that place, when some random guy tried to hit on me. I rejected him, but my friend pointed out I was so passable that I was attracting guys (that made me feel really happy).
At the end of the day, I guess that I’m trying to say that accepting me as Cassandra and starting the long journey to my true self has been the best thing I’ve done in my life, and it came with a lot of improvements to it.
Oh yeah, and my transition made me to stop being a parasite to my parents and start being an actual good citizen.
Huffff-
I think that’s all for now, it was nice to let that out 😉
(By the way, the pic is from that monday –actually tuesday since we came back from the table dance at 2 am)
I have been living fulltime for about six months now, haven’t started Hrt yet for financial reasons but my greatest achievement so far would have to be getting going to an interview as a girl and getting the job!! =) I thought It would be a nice to post a pic, it’s not the most recent but it’s one of my favourites. Thank you for your videos Lucille they are very helpful =) Hope everyone has a sexy weekend xoxoxox <3
A friend told me that if I went out wearing men’s clothes, and passed as female, that I “passed the test”, and could go on to the next level as full femme. So I did exactly that and went to the open air market with my slacks and running shoes and short sleeve black top. I had long hair, but a lot of guys wear it long these days. I wore NO makeup, and a compression bra to flatten out my chest (normally a B cup). I tried to look as male as possible.
I PASSED FOR FEMALE! WOO HOO! ( Or didn’t pass for male…)
So now I can go full femme, and know that there is no going back. I felt a bit sad in a way, as that door is now shut for good. After this I ordered Stepping out Secrets, and I’m going though everything there. I wished I had someone to teach me makeup, but the tutorials are good. Since I’m passing already, I must be doing something right.
So next I went out without the bra (commando style), and guys were ogling me. I wanted to say, “Hey…my eyes are up here, BUB”, but I didn’t. It was both disturbing and exhilarating. I thought, “So this is what it’s like to be treated as a woman.” I liked it. I was comfortable with it after a while. A friend had his buddy and girlfriend coming over to visit, and he took me out to dinner, and I was treated again as a woman. Both the GF and I sat together at the table, and no one said any different. On the phone, I am called “Ma’am”, so my voice seems to be right as well.
This is the life that I want. My counselor has approved the transition, and I can’t be happier. I went through hell being inter sexed, and finally I’m doing something about it. Next week I’ll be on hormones (or at least get the ones I have balanced) and in a few months I’ll get my letter for surgery. I guess before all this happened, I was afraid of change. I thought someone would flip a switch and my brain would change, and I would stop being me. Well…THAT IS WRONG! For you gals out there that are afraid to take that one big step, let me tell you this: This is the only way that you CAN TRULY be You. I would NEVER go back to being male.
Because it was never who I really was.