Cross DressingThe last time I wore a skirt was not as liberating or exciting as it could have been. I'd lost a drinking game and had been given the task of running from the bar, across the road and back again whilst wearing a friends clothes as a forfeit.
Easy, I thought. I hadn't reckoned on them getting every person in the pub to block my way back to the bar whilst I was outside. I had to FIGHT my way through. And I'm not much of a fighter.
Your own thoughts on cross dressing for fun, pleasure or profit are most welcome.
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chthonic, Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
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On the Jewish festival Purim, it's traditional to dress up in costumes.I haven't really bothered since year six (Wore a flowery dress. Carried a plastic windmilly thing. Called myself a flower bed.) but some of my friends convinced me to come down to the synagoge last year. I'd just cut my hair quite short, so I spiked it, drew on a moustache in eyeliner, wore my normal clothes and went as Leonardo DiCaprio, to whose geeky Russian half-sister I bear a passing resemblance. If you squint. While on acid.
Two days later I went to a Goth themed party in a long black number and lots of mascara, with the same people. This prompted the following comment:
"Wow, Maggie, you're so versatile. Two days ago you were a man!"
Thanks, mate. I try.
(, Sat 17 Mar 2007, 9:54, Reply)
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