Dude looks like a lady
One night, last summer at Sufficient Grounds, my friends and I set our eyes on something so incredibly amazing; something very out of the ordinary; something I thought would be unheard of in Arkansas. I set eyes on Dale Miller, a cross-dressing Systems Programmer from UALR.
Every time we see him at he coffee house, he’s always in a seductive skirt or dress, stilettos, and occasionally pearl earrings, bright pink lipstick, or black fishnets. We would usually see him on Saturday nights around eight or nine.
One night while we were walking back to the car we saw a silver Mitsubishi Spider with a “SKRTMAN” license plate and a “DWM seeking SWF” (Divorced White Male; Single White Female) bumper sticker. From then on, we referred to him as Skirtman.
Just a few weeks ago I worked up the courage, thanks to Jenni, to approach him and ask a few questions. The first thing I wanted to know was if his cross-dressing was a transvestic fetish or if he did it only to see what others’ reactions would be. And, as I suspected, he was just curious to see what kind of attention he could get.
I somewhat look up to his individuality and how he doesn’t care what people think. I’m also extremely jealous. He has the nicest pair of legs on a man, or woman, that God has ever made. They are simply flawless. I have to remind myself: Envy is a sin, Rachel; it’s a sin.
When we come back in August, you can expect a full detailed personality profile about Mr. Miller. Trust me, he is incredibly fascinating.