When I first started to transition I had this ideal idea of what a woman should be! (Like I had a choice). I thought I could and would, turn myself into this image of Pamela Anderson with lots and lots of Marilyn Monroe mannerisms thrown in. This woman, I thought I could turn myself into with the help of a surgeon, was PERFECT! - I had a vision!
Nothing at this time came into my head about my ‘rugby-player’ shoulders, legs, and body, my 6ft height, huge hands, big feet, large back and how masculine my body was! It’s amazing how much I believed at the start that I would just ‘fit’ in Pam Anderson’s clothes and off I would go out the door: deluded or what? But still I remember how good it felt that first time I walked out that door as Chelsea. I felt fantastic. I’d done it. Chelsea was born!