Stealing a bag of my mom's Bras?!

 Hello There,

    I've got a story today about the time I ended up with a trash bag full of my Mom's Bras. During my junior year of college I started living off campus by myself in a one bedroom apartment. Which meant that I finally would have enough privacy to start dressing whenever I wanted. Of course I didn't initially have any clothes to wear, although that didn't last very long. My Mom was cleaning out her closet and planned on donating several bags of clothing to charity. For the most part nothing very interesting, some old jeans, coats, t-shirts, but the last bag was very interesting. It was full of old bras! As a bra lover I couldn't pass up the opportunity to claim this bag as my own. I told my Mom that I would be driving by the charity drop off and would be willing to take her thing for her. She thought nothing of it and handed all the clothes over to me. I did of course go to donate her clothes, but there may have been one bag I kept to myself. 

    I took my new bag of bras to my apartment at college, and would pack them away in as safe space in my dresser. During my early days of dressing in my new private apartment I would almost always be wearing one of these bras, many of my first major crossdressing milestones and early memories happened in these bras. The most momentous time for me while wearing these bras was actually the first time I did my makeup! So a lot of these bras will always be super nostalgic for me, because I was wearing them the first time I fully became Carly!

    In addition to wearing them when I did makeup, I also frequently wore them when I underdressed in public. A lot of thrilling and scary moments came while wearing them in public but all in good fun!

    Lastly when I completed decorating my princess bedroom, to celebrate I took pictures in my shiny blue bra! I'd say the smile says it all!

    Once I started doing my makeup fully I also started ordering clothes for myself, and that also meant ordering new bras for myself. I began to phase out the use of my Mom's bras. I'd still wear them every now and then, but far far less than I did at first. Just like when they were in my Mom's possession they had been replaced and fallen by the wayside. Still, when I had to purge my wardrobe at the end of college I looked down at these bras and smiled. What tremendous fun I'd had with them, and how many memories I made while wearing them! Thankfully I was able to sneak them out from my Mom's donations, because they were essential to my first days as Carly!

-Carly