There was once a time, long ago in the 1960s, when a guy or gal could be arrested on the spot for wearing 3 or more articles of cross-gendered clothing. A pair of panties, a wig, and some fake lashes could get you a night in the slammer, locked up with other persecuted innocents and unsavory characters alike. If the police raids on the gay bars didn’t kill you, there was a good chance that a night in jail would.
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