My Legacy as it stands in stilettos

At the time of this writing it has become clear to me that my legacy for myself alone is to achieve my greatness through the use of platform stilettos no less than six inches tall and tight as fuck fitting lingerie, stockings, teddies, body stockings, etc. And that my decision to wear cross dresser gear and to make it known to the pornographic audience is in no way shape or form a reflection on my wife, k**s, and immediate family on either side or how i feel about them. It is up to the individual if they are the understanding sort. Since im not a doctor of any thing much less mental health I'm going to venture a guess as to where in the world this even comes from. I love beauty in all forms. The beauty of a woman is something I have enjoyed since I found a hustler magazine in the woods at the age of about eight, I think. At fifteen it was Victoria's Secrets catalogues. Probably where the lingerie fetish comes from. I started shaving at 32 because of hygiene, and at thirty four found a pairs of stripper shoes in a repo in the yard I was tending. I took them home put them on my already shaved legs, not sure why I guess just to see what it was like, and when i looked in the mirror something clicked within me and I was changed. Permanently and exponentially for the better. Like Stewie said when he looked at himself and Bryan asked him how it feels. "It feels, right" I couldn't have said it better myself, is why I guoted him. And the self appreciation opens the door to self improvement which I stepped through in my sexiest pair, head high with look of no fucks given. I have changed my diet started exercising by lifting weights just enough to not hate my body, and I ride some times. But im working on it and at fifty the fact that I can do what I can is nothing short of amazing. I do so love our little chats dear. I'll be in touch more often now that I know I can really talk to you. Love always, Mr.Leggs