Just this morning for instance I was just about to get on the jubilee line when the signals changed to announce that the train I was about to board had a fault and would not be moving an inch. Sighing I swung round and nearly ran head long into two women just getting off the next carriage. Except well...they weren't women.
The first must have been bordering on 6'5 tottering in white leather stiletto's and one of Kylies old stage outfits. The skin tight white one with the long slung neckline that ends up near her navel. Except this time it did not show of a glimpse of cleavage and washboard stomach, but an impressive amount of chest hair and a paunch. I must say the blonde wig was rather fetching though.
His...her? companion was dressed in a skin tight leopard suite with black knee high boots with heels that Kat would kill for. I was really impressed with the pair of them, people in the crowd were giving them the funniest looks but they just kept laughing and chatting in high spirits with one of the strongest east London accents I've heard in a while.
It really made my day, I was still giggling when I got off the tube at uni. Some people might scorn at such men for dressing in such a bizarre fashion especially at 2 in the afternoon. But it was nice to see people with enough confidence to just be themselves, and brighten up other peoples days. Surely that's something we should all aspire too :)
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