Tiline, KY (1991)
How my mother never caught on is beyond me. Growing up, I never did what the other boys were doing. Playing with Barbies, watching The Little Mermaid religiously, and dressing up the cat in Mom's clothing is how I spent my Saturdays as a kid.
|"I'm ready for my closeup, Mr. DeMille!"|
Looking at the muscles and the masculinity, I found it appealing and couldn't help but feel shy and giddy, like a little school girl.
Looking at this picture now, it puts a smile on my face - just as big as the one I have on in the picture itself. I was a happy little boy, rocking the straw hat and bowling ball breasts, making my Mother smile.
And I wouldn't trade that for anything less or more.