April 3, 2014 |
HUGO BOSS: WILL AND TED’S EXCELLENT A/W14 PRESS DAY ADVENTURES
Mother was not happy. As she clasped my hand I could sense her disappointment in me. It was palpable. Having seen the generous application of black nail varnish upon my fingers she breathed a heavy sigh. “When will the cross-dressing end, Ted?” she enquired of me. How could I answer her? Words failed me. As my heart sank with shame I looked, imploringly, at my mother, longing for her approval but knowing deep down that it would never come. There’s been a distance between us for a while now. Ever since she discovered me mincing around the house in one of her Hugo Boss dresses in fact. But it seemed unfair to me that mother should have sole use of clothes so nice.
By Ted Stansfield
