Men in Dresses

It’s not everyday that I have men willing to pay me to wear women’s clothing.

That’s right. Last Saturday, hundreds of men (well, 80 to be exact) eagerly adorned themselves with some of the most hideous ladies’ apparel I’ve ever seen. And liked it. Why?

Well…I’ll tell you…

I volunteered at a fund raising event to raise money for breast cancer research at Shawnee Golf Course. It was a golf scramble, followed by a raffle and then an auction during dinner. For the scramble, I, along with two other friends, was comfortably seated at the 4th tee.

As groups played the hole, we would request their participation in our raffle. All they had to do was pay us $5.00 and they would have their name entered into a drawing for a set of Maxfli irons that had been generously donated. Oh and they had to dress up like women and get their picture taken. But, they would also get to hit from the ladies’ tee.

Before we began, I didn’t really know what to expect. The first group of four refused to dress up. Only two guys from the second group dressed up. And while the two in dresses tee’d off from the ladies tee, the two other men yelled highly inappropriate things (like va-j-j) at them. I was completely offended and was beginning to dread the rest of the day.

The next group was a young group of guys who turned out to be more than eager to throw on a frock or two, feather boas and Kentucky Derby hats of the 1950s. They posed for their picture, hit from the ladies’ tee and were on their way.

From that point on, the majority of groups participated. It may have helped that the later it got in the day, also meant more beer had been consumed.

I’ve got to say, it was really fun to see how men reacted/behaved when dressed in pink or leopard print. As you can imagine, some were crass, others were a bit rude and some were just plain funny.

One gentleman looked at me after using my shoulder to balance his weight in order to pull up his mini-skirt over his jeans and said, “my balls are showing.” And yes, as it turned out, you could see both of the golf balls he had in his pocket, underneath his mini-skirt. At least he had immediate remorse and apologized for his joke. He would fall under the “crass” category.

Other guys hit on each other. Some even asked if they could keep the dress.

All in all, it was pretty entertaining. Five hours of men paying me to humiliate themselves just can’t be beat. Our raffle ended up raising $400.00. I’m not sure what the entire event brought in, but no matter what, I would consider it a success.

Tags: breast cancer research, golf, men in dresses