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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TutusUnfortunately (or fortunately, depending on who you are), I've done the cross-dressing stint. I've always imagined that any musical instrument will make great demands on your mental and physical faculties, but this beats the cake. For a concert, I had to play a trombone piece as part of a trio.
This may not sound all that hard to do, but here's what we had to don:
1) Take a choice of three tutus. I got the blue one. My (slightly disturbing at the time) friend pounced on the pink one.
2) Pull on a pair of stripy footy socks
3) Wear glow-in-the-dark streamer-type hair
I wouldn't have minded really if I didn't feel like a tit standing up there, most of my hairy leg on display, and looking like a ballerina going to seed (alongside two other guys just as grotesque).
Apparently some people still have video footage of the performance, though why on earth they'd want that I don't know...
(, Fri 16 Mar 2007, 4:37, closed)
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