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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Unexpected publicity.The local pub ran a 'Miss Bull 95' night in which all of the men folk had to dress up in their wives/girlfriends clothes. I managed to get quite drunk that afternoon and decided it would be a good idea to join in that evening.
I staggered back into the pub at about 9:00 wearing a dress, makeup, beard etc. I looked like a drunken Elizabethan trollop.
Much to my amazement I won, and then vaguely remembered having my picture taken with Liz McDonald from Coronation Street (the one with the violent Scottish husband).
The next day we went past a newsagents and my friend said 'why don't you get the local paper and see if there is any mention of the night before?'
I thought something wasn't right when several people stared at me when I walked in, but it made sense once I saw that the front page of the Lancashire Evening Telegraph consisted of a picture of me and 'Liz' with the headline 'How drunk would you have to be to do this?'
Mother was not pleased...
Yes - I have the pictures, but they are staying on my hard drive thanks.
(, Mon 19 Mar 2007, 10:25, Reply)
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