So, I wore a tuxedo last night and the universe did not explode. 
I had a very good time at the Lake Erie Gala that the Erie Sisters put on this weekend. The Erie Sisters are a regional crossdresser support/social group that have been around since 1991. The president and his wife have been terrifically supportive of the picnic, and I really wanted to return the favor. Plus, I never turn down a free meal.
We needed 4 guys to escort during the fashion show and James, Brent and I were there. Jeff had talked about it, but I wasn’t sure what had happened so I called to check. It turns out that there had been a miscommunication. Jeff asked whether we were wearing tuxedos with tails or regular. Bear in mind that formal wear is completely alien to me, so the idea that someone would not only own their own tuxedo, but have several style to choose from (and have the appropriate vocabulary), is completely outside the realm of my comprehension. I sort of stammered that I was wearing regular and James was wearing tails. I hadn’t noticed what Brent was wearing. Jeff was able to make it.
Fortunately, there was a woman there from the dress rental place who was very experienced and knew when to nudge us. It went off fairly well.
Afterwards, there was a dance, and the Erie Sisters definitely know how to kick up their heels. There was a section of country western music that led into Shania Twain’s “Feel Like A Woman”, which is sort of an official theme song for the group. Needless to say, the dance floor was quite crowded. I joked that if there were enough crossdressers, that we might have a black taffeta hole – a field of gravity so intense that nothing, not even a sequin, could escape.
Everyone was very kind and gracious, so we all had a good time. James, Jeff and I left about 11 PM to go over to the Zone for the breast cancer fundraiser that they had there. Since I was renting a tuxedo, I figured that I might as well get full use out of it.
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