Little princess

I took some time out today from my busy work schedule to indulge in a little retail therapy. I planned to purchase a new outfit for my next Saturday night out, whenever that comes around, as my t-shirt I ordered from the USA is taking so long to arrive. I just hope it's not stuck in customs, some dreary jobs-worth opening the package to find a t-shirt with I ♥ gay boys printed upon it, can you imagine the scene? I can, I bet they're having a laugh over it as I blog, oh well, like I care. 

Anyway, Tom offered his assistance, his expert eye in fashion to help me choose something suitable. Perhaps I should have known beforehand but the photo above is how I ended up, we all live and learn I guess?

As you can see Tom has styled me in the form of a little princess; a pink baseball cap, gold dress and matching gold clutch bag. Maybe it is his perception of how I, being gay, dress up for a night out, I don't know? Perhaps it is some fantasy within his head, I don't know? Maybe it's just his sense of humour. Regardless of the fact I'll clear it up right now and risk breaking the young mans heart - sorry Tom but I do not fancy you. (For those of you still trying to work it out, who don't know when to quit - you can now cross him off the list!)

Anyway, I don't think I suit the cross-dressing scene, it's just not me. Talking of cross-dressing and heading off on a tangent; I sometimes read the lonely hearts adverts in the Metro newspaper - the men seeking men section, for obvious reasons. Mostly for a laugh but well, you never know. So I was having a read through them today and most of the men seeking men were all into cross-dressing, why? I understand we all have our own little fetishes and desires but so many of the same kind in one place, is just more than coincidence surely? Perhaps I do not understand the scene or something; but I really cannot see the attraction. I am a man, I am gay, I am sexually attracted to other men; hence I am not sexually attracted to women. So why would a gay man want to have sex with another man dressed as a woman? To me that kind of defeats the object - I just cannot make sense out of it. Not that I'm having a go at any cross-dressers, if that's how they want to live then best of luck to them. As Lou Reed sang so truly, "Just remember different people have peculiar tastes". 

So back to the chase I did not follow Toms fashion advice, I decided against it. Instead I will wait for the t-shirt to arrive from the USA, it is so much more me.