Well, we have a friend who loves songs about women in men's clothing ("... and a lady fell in love with me and I told her I'se a maid, and she went in to me officer and me secret she betrayed..." ) and she fondly refers to them as transvestite songs. I suspect Lorraine just used the term because our friend uses it all the time. No clinical implications, just that cross-dressing is cross-dressing whatever the motive. In them days, it took a certain kind of woman to wear men's clothes, usually a pretty gutsy and adventurous woman. Women sometimes did it for the freedom it gave them.

("I'll tie back my hair, men's clothing I'll put on, I'll pass as your comrade as we march along....")

The idea always appealed to me, maybe because it was a symbol of freedom and adventure. My favorite book in my teens was "Captain from Castile," where the heroine sells herself to a bandit to save her sweetheart from the Inquisition; then when the bandit treats her badly, she stabs him, runs away and joins the army, and finally marries the original sweetheart, the son of a Spanish nobleman. Now there's a heroine. Nothing wishy washy about her! Seems to me she wore men's clothes because skirts didn't work very well when she was on horseback with the army.