Ain't I Pretty?

As I continue to shovel through thousands of photographs—you know, the kind on paper—I'm coming across some real finds. Here's Halloween 1993, where I dressed as "your mom." Ain't I pretty? Factoid: The gentleman beside me, Greg was a genuine cross-dresser, a straight man who is, in fact, flanked on the other side by his partner Terry (um, a woman). My then-partner Steve and I used to club with them every Saturday at Tracks in D.C. We knew him better as "Desirée" than "Greg."