Sashaying for Ten Kilometres

One of the runner (and a strong runner he is) only turns up in drag for our running meets. He always wears a bra and usually a running skort, he keeps dresses for special occasions. On his 50th birthday all the men arrived in drag, quite a few with well-stuffed bras.

Under the circumstances, it’s understandable that I blurred the faces, I think.

FOWC with Fandango: Drag

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8 thoughts on “Sashaying for Ten Kilometres

    1. It’s not fashion – it’s fun. The original bust-man is not a they/them or even a just a cross-dresser. He just started this as a fun get up and because he ran a marathon like this he needed a pretty good prothesis (the danger of chafing is real!) and he kind of got stuck in this persona. The fun thing is really when “normal” people notice him. They do doubletakes and then try not to look. Even funnier if they are accompanied by children. Because the children ASK. And the parents squirm. But the funny thing is that in 10 years I’ve never heard a kid inquire about the boobs but they are usually fascinated by his five-finger running shoes.

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