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10 June - top hat

I may not be actively doing anything about gender or transitioning but mentally and emotionally I am feeling positive about it. 

The slightly odd title to this post is literal - I have need of a top hat. Most years I go with work and clients to Royal Ascot which is in a week or so. I don’t particularly like horse racing to be honest, but I do enjoy champagne and a day out of the office so it has its compensations. One of the requirements, and part of the charm of the event, is the dress code. Hence the need to hire a top hat and tails. 

It’s on expenses so doesn’t really matter to me, but I do think that in the long run, if I am going every year, buying my own would be better, except that wouldn’t be on expenses, that would be my cost. But I could get something less obviously a standard hire suit. 

This was in my mind when I went to book the hire. Maybe I should buy one? 

What I really wish I could do, obviously to us anyway, is follow the ladies’ dress code and wear a beautiful dress. 

Buying a gentleman’s outfit for future years would be saying to myself that I will always be going as a man. Or more importantly, that I don’t believe I will ever be going as a woman. 

That may be true even if I have transitioned this time next year as I am not sure our clients would be open to inviting me in a dress to be honest. 

It would be amazing though, to go to an event like that wearing a gorgeous dress and feeling fabulous and being seen. 

Maybe next year…or the year after. 

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