Why is it that women are never called cross dressers? I mean, a man puts on a pair of high-heeled shoes, and, whammo, he's a cross dresser. I grab Brian's dress shoes for a day of mall strolling, or, you know, perhaps wear his jeans, no big.
While I realize none of these things is a full-blown Victor/Victoria scenario, I was still wondering.
Posted by hln at July 22, 2004 08:52 AM
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Uhh, I should make some pithy comment, but I can't think of one just now. I just know there's a "Glenn or Glenda" joke in there somewhere.
*sigh* You can wear his stuff... My husband is much thinner than I am (I'm not fat, but not that thin). My kids both take after him which sometimes makes me feel fat - LOL. But I'll never be able to wear his pants. And his feet are longer than mine, so the shoes are out too. I could do the shirts though!