Once in my early 20s I got my sister to give me a perm on a lark. I knew it would grow out in a few months so no big deal.

After she took the curlers out I put on a sundress very much like the one in this picture, stuffed two large oranges down the front, put on a pair of those large sunglasses that moviestars wear, and then went driving around the city with my GF and sister. I acted all flamboyant and over the top while sitting in traffic and we all laughed ourselves silly.

It was just a bit of good clean fun. There was no 'deeper meaning'. No slight intended or taken. I wasn't secretly gay, but even if I was no one cared. I could have put on blackface and it would have been the same deal ie. no big deal.

Today I have to police my words in case someone takes offense and I end up being fired and charge with a hate crime.