The first photos

In 1980, when I turned 21, after three and a half years at the Institute, I joined the army. For me, it was a psychologically difficult time that left very scary memories. My transgenderism played a significant, if not decisive, role in these events. Studying was difficult for me and my focus on crossdressing up was probably the reason I stopped attending classes.
Service in the army, in the North, is quite an extreme adventure and the problems with dressing up are forgotten. But as it turned out, only until the moment of returning home.
When we left the army, we were given a fairly decent amount, about two average monthly salaries. Everything was spent on women's clothing!

Although it was not easy to get up the courage, but I bought the necessary underwear. There was a bra and even a Shapewear bodysuit. Then I started thinking about being more like a woman. Looking at pictures with classical statues, I tried to calculate the proportions of the female figure with a ruler. To create the hips, a design was sewn from two corrective underpants, larger and smaller, with a layer of foam between them. The waist was formed by tightening the cord. 
To be able to use the toilet, a long zipper was sewn into the underpants. Everything was bought in second-hand stores without fitting, so the shoes again went wrong. But in those moments when I was alone, changing clothes, I spent hours walking around the apartment trying to learn to walk in heels. The only dress was pink, made of a light, silky fabric.
I was too shy to be photographed in a bodysuit, This photo shows a little bit of how I look in a swimsuit.

The very first photos I took through a mirror, which had to be put far away to reflect completely. The images were small and fuzzy. This is what I looked like in the very first photos I took.