This is the first time I'm revealing my first costume but it was a southern ball gown. Yep folks, old "butchie" (now anyway) Ron went dressed up as a GIRL! Specifically a Southern Belle.
Going to school in the Fifties I was transfixed by all the crinolines in my females classmate's dresses. Oh how I loved that swish and swish when they got up from their desks to change classes. Oh yes folks, I had the big hoop dress! What was I thinking? No wonder when I went trick or treating up and down Washington Avenue with all the cowboys, scarecrows, and skeletons I was the ONLY hoop skirted eight year old boy.
I think I only did this once before it sunk into my eight year old brain that this WASN'T the way to go. I mean talk about horror scenes……
In succeeding years I trick or treated as a bum (which wasn't a big stretch since we were almost dirt poor) and as a scarecrow but never as an eight year old drag queen again. God, if I did who knows what I would be doing today? Probably giving our local drag queen Mona Lotts a run for her tip money at the Blue Moon in Rehoboth Beach.
After we moved from Washington Avenue I didn't do Halloween again until 1979, when I was 38 years old. Thank God by now I was out of my drag diva mode and into my monster mode. I've posted those 1979 Halloween pictures several times in my past blog postings.
But for tonight, I'm trapped at the Inn. Yep, I'm working tonight in my regular Hotel Front Desk drag. I'm not going anywhere tonight but I may scare a few unsuspecting hotel guests.