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If you guys insist, I'll supplement my recent posting here of me in a Miss America outfit with one of me in a wedding gown and bra filled with a few of my puffiest sweat socks. Truth is, I wore this gown to my sister's wedding. Sorry to ramble on, again, but a short funny story; a local republican politician was having a fund raising dinner in the next room from where our wedding was taking place, and one of his aides, probably seeing how cute I looked, had the guts to ask me to introduce him by saying a few words on the podium. Unbeknownst to them, I had a nonsense idea so when I got up there dressed like a bride but with a somewhat deep masculine voice, I said something about how "I first met Harry, our honored guest, in a bar downtown, I won't say which bar in case that may effect his voting base, but at that time I was wearing a more casual dress and he came up to me to ask me if I would vote for a guy like him. I said anybody who has the guts to ask me that in a transvestite bar has my vote" ...mostly got laughs but a few shocked quiet pauses, too. And that's the truth.
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