Post Party come-down
The problem with dressing up and going out like a goddess, is the comedown when you have to go back to drab.
I went out to a music gig and aftershow party in my new PVC dress and full rock chick ensemble. I felt like a moviestar! Everyone wanted to say hi, I got a couple of female fans (sadly too young for me) who followed me about all night, and I failed to win the fancy dress competition, because the DJ didnt realise I was a guy. He thought I was just big gal dressed sexily! (I'm not THAT convincing but with 2 hours preparation and dark nightclub conditions...)
My lesbian buddy even made an exception and we shared a drunken snog, much to the delight of her girlfriend(!?!).
And now I have to go back to drab. And work on Monday morning. It's just not fair is it. But I guess it wouldn't be so special if I did it every week. And I suppose it wouldn't had the same effect on everyone if the shock/surprise wore off.
Roll on Halloween!
I went out to a music gig and aftershow party in my new PVC dress and full rock chick ensemble. I felt like a moviestar! Everyone wanted to say hi, I got a couple of female fans (sadly too young for me) who followed me about all night, and I failed to win the fancy dress competition, because the DJ didnt realise I was a guy. He thought I was just big gal dressed sexily! (I'm not THAT convincing but with 2 hours preparation and dark nightclub conditions...)
My lesbian buddy even made an exception and we shared a drunken snog, much to the delight of her girlfriend(!?!).
And now I have to go back to drab. And work on Monday morning. It's just not fair is it. But I guess it wouldn't be so special if I did it every week. And I suppose it wouldn't had the same effect on everyone if the shock/surprise wore off.
Roll on Halloween!