Why yes, I do wear women's clothing,

But only to ride horses. Since men's breeches are almost twice the price of ladies' (Why??) and I desperately need some summer-weight breeches, my ever-resourceful wife found a pair of summer weight riding tights by Kerrits in black for a really good price. The only catch was that they were women's. Having been in theater pretty much all my life, and having had to perform in all sorts of *cough* costumes, this wasn't really all that big a deal, so I told Zhizhu to go ahead and order them.

Belatedly, a thought occurred to me. Men's hips are shaped rather differently than women's. You would think that being married, and, well, a red blooded straight male, I would have noticed this fact. My chief concern was that the tights were probably going to be tights. Well, I am proud to report that they arrived today, and they are indeed tights. Now, I'll go on stage in anything, but the idea of wearing these tights and a tucked in form fitting shirt is torquing at the scattered, misplaced ashes of the remains of my modesty. At least, it will until the first time I ride in them in the heat. Amazing how personal comfort can trump concerns about your appearance in tight clothing!