Masquerade

(moved from the old diary-type thing)

Went to a costume party last Friday. What fun it was – I was dressed as a mafia guy, complete with a pinstripe suit, hat, silver-tipped cane and a white carnation... and to top it all, I'd removed my glasses and painted a thin mustache (so that I wouldn't be instantly recognized).

Normally I don't like being mistaken for a guy, but this was different – it was intentional and just for fun. And I enjoyed myself immensely. A lot more so, when an acquaintance (a fellow at the gay disco where we finally ended up) told me he thought I really was a guy until I talked to him. Wow... *wide grin*

I'd repeat that performance in a minute!