She-males
The receptionist at my hair salon is a man.
This is not so surprising in and of itself.
What is rather odd is that he is a man dressed as a woman.
The first time I saw him/her there, I was puzzled but not entirely sure of his/her gender. Yesterday, I decided that he/she was undeniably male. I'm still not sure if he/she is a transvestite or a transsexual - I lean towards the latter. Still, this person was distinctly a man at one point.
Interestingly enough, I have seen more men in drag in DC than almost anywhere else I've been (not counting Budapest - because hanging out at gay clubs with transvestites will skew the numbers.) I suppose this is only following in the tradition of the late, great J. Edgar Hoover.
This is not so surprising in and of itself.
What is rather odd is that he is a man dressed as a woman.
The first time I saw him/her there, I was puzzled but not entirely sure of his/her gender. Yesterday, I decided that he/she was undeniably male. I'm still not sure if he/she is a transvestite or a transsexual - I lean towards the latter. Still, this person was distinctly a man at one point.
Interestingly enough, I have seen more men in drag in DC than almost anywhere else I've been (not counting Budapest - because hanging out at gay clubs with transvestites will skew the numbers.) I suppose this is only following in the tradition of the late, great J. Edgar Hoover.
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