How do crossdressers and trans girls choose their femme name?
Furrow your brow and think back carefully… just how did you get your femme name? And did you pick a femme name from the very first day you started cross dressing… or was your name something which just sort of came along or appeared some time later?
I must say that this is quite a fascinating subject, especially as many of us can’t really answer the question—indeed, most seem to say that their femme name just appeared…. and just felt right for them. Most names come from our sub-conscious, possibly very much like the first appearance of our inner female self: we don’t know where she came from or why she suddenly appeared—but once she was here, we had this innate feeling that she was here to stay, that she would be part of us forever!
In many ways, we are lucky that we are able to choose our femme names, whereas genetic women are at the likes, whims (or mercy) of their parents who often deliberate for ages to think about and select a name for their daughters. This freedom of choice gives us unlimited scope to choose whatever name we wish, and can go for a modern day name or one from the annals of time.
Yet some of us are almost pre-ordained to have the names we choose and I feel quite sure there is a deeper side to femme names that can be explored ad infinitum; just why did we pick that name we choose, why did we need to label ourselves so; or why do we need to have a femme name at all—is it a tacit admission that there really are two souls or spirits within our one body? That we really are two people in one? Generally, it appears that many girls do not seem to pay as much attention to picking their last or surnames, which is not that surprising, as many girls only use and know others by their first names.
But, back to the main question. From talking with a number of crossdressers and trans girls, the most common ways in which they derived their first femme names include the following:
- Some girls simply make an extension to their male name, for example: Martin to Martina, Justin to Justine or Eric to Erica;
- Some make subtle or single letter changes: Francis to Frances, Robin to Robyn or Tracy to Tracey; or they pick a name that has similar sound qualities to their male name: Bill to Lil; Harry to Marie or Keith to Cathy;
- Others adopt names that are the same for both males and female and stay with the name they already have been given: say, Kim or Evelyn or Chris;
- A number of crossdressers select their femme name by choosing the name of someone they may know who is related to them, now or from the past, such as an aunt, a former teacher or a school colleague—someone who may have exuded womanhood in the style and manner our crossdresser aspires to;
- The selected name is the same as someone our CD/trans girl admires and looks up to, whether it be a celebrity or a famous sports person or singer;
- The femme name was suggested by someone else; or, finally:
- The right name just sort-of popped up into our conscious and stayed there; without us having to think about picking a femme name—and the name just seemed appropriate
I believe I fit into this last category… my femme name just, how can I say, appeared and became a part of me without me ever consciously realising it…
We also, as you would expect, have girls who feel the need to have more than one first name or hyphenate their name(s) (and why not, we are free to choose!). They choose names such: Christine Jane Jones or Kate Jennifer Smith or Tiffany Lori Johnson or Mary-Jane Wilson or Trixi-belle Angel…. and so on…
Finally, of course there are those CD’s or trans girls who deliberate at length, choosing and discarding names, then choosing and discarding all over again— choosing several different names over a period of time until they find the one which they feel fits them best.
Whichever way you found your name, don’t ever forget that it is she (the one within) who makes the choice so don’t be too puzzled or perplexed about why your femme name is Emily or Julie or Amber or Snowdrop—as long as your inner lady is happy, roll with it!
So, how about you, where did your femme name come from? Comment in the comments section!
There is more to the name I chose; SAL-lee .Short version the long version later. I combined an acronym. SAL Self Absorb Lovely and emphasis on the L and Y to leeeee shorten to lee. I confidently took a chance that I would be passible and after a makeover ,the compliments I received and the women who could not believe it was me ……more later
Rocquelle was given to me by a friend of mine. She hosted a Halloween party, she used my first name and feminized it. It was the first time I dressed with my friends. they all loved it, and I was in heaven. My wife isn't too fond of my dressing but does allow me to indulge when she is not around. I do love the selection here at En Femme and have bought several items.
I have chosen Jessica James. James is my assigned first name. Jessica is shortened to Jessi so that makes me jessi james…an outlaw. Living free and outside the"law" or the rules of binary gender. It gives me a cover story to allow others to continue using Jimmy or Jim. I can tell the story of how I was a Tom boy and kids teased me by calling me jimmy and Jim just stuck with my friends. I am just starting down this road at 65. It makes my heart pound to allow my feminine side take control. It is late in life but the pull is powerful, so powerful I acknowledge I might be transgender. It is a scary and exciting time.
In my given name my first name was that of my father's uncle, my middle name after my father and my surname is the same as all the males in my father's paternal lineage. So . . . to my female side I chose a variation on my mother's maiden name as my first name (Casey), a feminization of my given surname as my middle name, and my paternal grandmother's maiden name for my surname. My "En Femme" name has (to me) a very nice ring to it and connects me to the female side of my family. I chose the name a little over 3 years ago when I gained the courage to start dressing (occasionally) in public. Forty years in the closet before making my appearance, I had never really given a name for my feminine side much thought. Wearing pretty clothes in public however gave me a practical and somewhat necessary reason to do so.
While sitting by the open ocean in guy clothes , I've let the waves of Femininity wash over me and engulf me total ecstasy .
Seas
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