Saturday, March 19, 2005

Cross Dressing

No, not exactly in that way.

Today, while gardening (I told you before I suck at gardening. I was pulling crab grass out of my mostly low-maintenance flower bed to make it look a little bit better. I pulled up quite a few flowers accidentally too. So be it. They were in the freakin' way.) I needed something to wear that would fit my burgeoning belly and be cool but not too fancy. All I have in the way of maternity clothing is not really gardening appropriate. So I wore some of Andrew's shorts and a t-shirt.

They were quite comfy, and did the job admirably. But while weeding, I realized something interesting: I could smell the clean husband smell of the clothes. It made me feel hugged and loved and cozy.

Now, we both use the same exact laundry detergent, so why should his clothes smell any different from mine? Yet, somehow, they do. They smell like Andrew. Deep breaths of the t-shirt confirmed my feeling that I was being hugged all over by my loving boy (who was out jogging).

So, is it possible that heterosexual folks who like to dress in their opposite's clothing do it for this same reason? I've always loved wearing "boy shirts" that were owned first by the boy. If you wear them a few times, they'll still smell like said boy. After a few washes, though, they smell like you again. So is this where fetishes are born? Maybe a little.

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