In my youth, people dressed up to go to church. Men wore ties with suits or sports jackets; women wore dresses, heels and hats.
Today, anything goes.
Being a senior citizen, I dressed somewhere in between anything goes mode and the dress, heels and hat mode. I wore black slacks, pink jacket, white camisole, and black booties.
I was in a rush and the photos I took look it. So instead of burdening you with a blurry photo from yesterday, I offer an old photo of me basically wearing the same outfit. The only difference was I wore my pageboy hairdo, a different cami and bag.
I went solo because the other agnostics in the house had no interest in going or they did not want to be seen in public with a tranny (take your pick).
I went to the church I usually attended when I was more religious about attending. I have known the Pastor since high school and over the years, became acquainted with some of the parishioners to one degree or another.
The 10:30 AM Mass is usually packed and yesterday was no exception; the parking lot was full and when I entered the church I had to search for a seat. I found a seat in an empty row about two-thirds down the aisle and laid claim to it.
I recognized a few Parishioners, but no one I knew by name. The Mass was uneventful and over an hour later, we filed out of the church.
The Pastor always stands at the exit to say goodbye to his flock and as I filed by, he said, “Welcome to our church.”
“Thank you, Father,” I replied.
“I hope we will see you again,” he added.
I smiled and said, “Maybe.”
Akihiro Miwa, Japanese singer, actor, director, composer and author
being chauffeured on a Tokyo nightclub tour.
Wearing Alice + Olivia.