We wanted to run a silly and lol so random campaign with crazy and wacky nonsensical archetypes and characters so we had the wonderful idea of everyone writing two or three of them, putting them in a pot, and play what we drew.
I ended up rolling a spoiled, bratty and selfish fallen noblewoman, imagine an anime ojou-sama, that also was very good at swordmanship because of her royal training and whose main goal was to return to her glorious past and what better way to do it than get tons of money through becoming a filthy sword for hire and treasure hunter.
The tweest, as you may expect, was that my noblewoman was no woman at all but after years and years of being raised as a lady he had everything down to the t even better than actua girls.
I decided to take this challenge head-on and play the greatest ojou-sama (male) the world had ever seen. Subsequently, I started to get an interest on female clothes and fashion by doing things like checking what the fuck women wear during fancy balls and how they prepare for them so that I could do it with my character flawlessly until curiosity won over common sense and bought some female clothes for myself to see how they were like and how they felt. I fell in love with them, with how they felt, they looked and the tons of styles in comparison to male clothes and ended up buying more and more while also telling myself "T-This is the last one, I'm just satisfying my curiosity" until it got to the point I mentioned on my post.