Good day to you all
Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2022 7:25 pm
Well hello.
After a lengthy period hiding behind the potted palm and listening in to cafe patrons I thought time high time I reveal my presence and join the merry throng properly.
I am a married man, early fifties and finally confronting my clothing choices which have long been on the edge of conventional if I let them. I’m located in South Eastern UK and have two teenage children.
Ever since I can remember I have been drawn to the other side of the aisle to some extent, but have largely suppressed the urge by wearing such things as dungarees (overalls for you chaps over the pond), hence my user name. Every so often I have gone further with repeating cycles of buy/try then bin skirts or dresses - they just felt so right but so wrong at the same time. Just before covid struck I spent a period living and working away from home and spent most of my non working hours alone wearing dresses and skirts; it was liberating but of course the opportunity did not last, Being stuck at home with no chance to wear what I truly wanted literally drove me nuts, culminating in a breakdown earlier this year. Lots of counselling and lurking in the cafe have been a huge help since that day, so thank you all for unwittingly helping with my recovery.
So, where am I now? In a potentially tricky place is the answer. I knew all along that my dear wife would struggle to accept full blown skirt and dress wearing because of some unfortunate encounters in her past. I have now accepted who I am rather than trying to fight it, but also decided that my marriage is worth tempering my urges for. I have therefore ended up acquiring a couple of utility kilts (a cheap Asian black generic one and a 5.11 tactical light brown one) which are enough for now. Mrs Dungo is aware of them but has asked me to wear them privately which is fine with me - an hour commute gives me ample opportunity to drive in great comfort, particularly in the current hot weather.
I don’t know where this will end up, but at least until the kids have flown the nest I will keep things in check for the sake of those around me. Hopefully by then the exploits of Brad Pitt, Mark Bryan and others will have changed the landscape, but who knows...
Well, I think that’s quite enough from me for now. If you see a balding bloke around southern England in kilt, Dungarees or Lederhosen (yep that’s another foible of mine) then it could be me. Thank you all again for helping bring me back from a very dark place, and I look forward to joining the chatter in the future.
After a lengthy period hiding behind the potted palm and listening in to cafe patrons I thought time high time I reveal my presence and join the merry throng properly.
I am a married man, early fifties and finally confronting my clothing choices which have long been on the edge of conventional if I let them. I’m located in South Eastern UK and have two teenage children.
Ever since I can remember I have been drawn to the other side of the aisle to some extent, but have largely suppressed the urge by wearing such things as dungarees (overalls for you chaps over the pond), hence my user name. Every so often I have gone further with repeating cycles of buy/try then bin skirts or dresses - they just felt so right but so wrong at the same time. Just before covid struck I spent a period living and working away from home and spent most of my non working hours alone wearing dresses and skirts; it was liberating but of course the opportunity did not last, Being stuck at home with no chance to wear what I truly wanted literally drove me nuts, culminating in a breakdown earlier this year. Lots of counselling and lurking in the cafe have been a huge help since that day, so thank you all for unwittingly helping with my recovery.
So, where am I now? In a potentially tricky place is the answer. I knew all along that my dear wife would struggle to accept full blown skirt and dress wearing because of some unfortunate encounters in her past. I have now accepted who I am rather than trying to fight it, but also decided that my marriage is worth tempering my urges for. I have therefore ended up acquiring a couple of utility kilts (a cheap Asian black generic one and a 5.11 tactical light brown one) which are enough for now. Mrs Dungo is aware of them but has asked me to wear them privately which is fine with me - an hour commute gives me ample opportunity to drive in great comfort, particularly in the current hot weather.
I don’t know where this will end up, but at least until the kids have flown the nest I will keep things in check for the sake of those around me. Hopefully by then the exploits of Brad Pitt, Mark Bryan and others will have changed the landscape, but who knows...
Well, I think that’s quite enough from me for now. If you see a balding bloke around southern England in kilt, Dungarees or Lederhosen (yep that’s another foible of mine) then it could be me. Thank you all again for helping bring me back from a very dark place, and I look forward to joining the chatter in the future.