Newlyweds, we were invited to a Halloween party hosted by a co-worker about three months after The Great Purge of 1983. I convinced my spouse to go as opposite genders, which required me to reacquire what I had purge.
It was 40 years ago, so my recollection is spotty. I do recall that I borrowed the cape from my sister-in-law (thank you, Helene) – I had to purchase everything else.
I was working in Danbury at the time and there was a wig shop conveniently located within walking distance of my office. So I sashayed over there one lunch hour and two young saleswomen dropped everything to help me when I revealed my plans for Halloween.
I asked to see some brunette wigs, but they insisted that I go blonde. As they say, “the customer is always wrong,” so I purchased the blonde wig you see in the photo.
I don’t recall where I purchased the dress, heels, hosiery or unmentionables. I also don’t recall what unmentionables I wore, nor what jewelry I wore.
I borrowed my wife’s makeup, did my face, got dressed and we headed out the night of the party. On arrival, I shocked everyone. One pretty cat woman, who I did not know, asked me, “Are you a guy?” And that was the highlight of the evening for me!
Word got around at work on Monday and one of my wise guy co-workers asked, “Do you like girls?”
I retorted, “Why? Do you want a date?”
And so it goes!
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| Wearing Boston Proper |
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| Bill Kaulitz |