Maybe they're not dresses, but each of these legging-less lads has a cadre of global village devotees.
The Dalai Lama:
The Scots:

Roman Togas:
I came, I saw, I cross-dressed.
Grass Skirts:
For jungle crotch-rot, there's nothing like paddling a canoe around the lagoon, legs akimbo, in this airy little number.
Saudi Thobe:
We're, like, totally commando under here dude. And Allah is cool with that.
Kimonos:
I will beat your ass for the glory of the Emporer and the honor of my dress.
Actual Transvestites:
My cock and balls just feel more at home in this Nicole Miller knock off.
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