Back in the early 90s, when Nirvana was at it’s peak, my brother idolized Kurt Cobain and followed his example in wearing women’s dresses.
One Sunday a couple of female Mormon missionaries came to our home to try and convert us, and it was my brother who answered the door in his favorite navy blue dress with white flowers. They launched right into their sales pitch until my brother excitedly pointed out that he and one of the missionaries were wearing the same dress.
What? I grill carrots in my pink bunny suit all the time, don’t you?