Looking in the merrior at a crossdresser

I was standing looking at myself dressed as a girl in the mirror tonight. Wearing black Victoria secret thong panties, matching bra. A black bodycon skirt and black flared top with sheer sleves. Black hold up stockings, with my pump high heels. A nice office girl outfit.

As a closet cross-dresser who put together some of my female wardrobe from taking items here and there from various women. So usually when I dress, at least one piece clothing I wear of is from something I got from a womens wardrobe. Usually it's bras and panties, sometimes a dress or a skirt. But tonight the panties and bra I'm wearing are ones I bought for myself at Victoria's Secret and the stockings ordered online from Italy as well as my pump high heels. My skirt and top I got from forever 21.

My realization was that, tonight I wasn't dressed in women's clothes, rather I was dressed in my clothes. All female clothing that I shopped for and purchased myself. Now here I am wearing them....I am wearing my clothes... My panties, my stockings, my hi heels...Even if everything I'm wearing Is meant for the opposite sex. It's my clothing. I just feel so comfortable with the skirt, stockings and heels on...I just really enjoy the way it feels...
I love being a crossdressing transvestite...and I like the way I look dressed as a girl... just wish I could dress daily...