I've been reluctant to share my star-spangled leotard stroy with everone here in WebWorld. I've not always worn leotards. One might say I was actually the the anti-leotard.
Call it bad raising, Tard-ism or whatever, I've stopped searching for the reason's why and just learn to embrace my sick secret fettish!
Embracing the leotard was a gradual process for me. I was in denial about the growing compulsion to don the outfits; but then the 70's happened and along came DISCO. Suddenly it was acceptable if not encouraged to go out in public wearing freakin' work out clothes.. remember the day? (Leg warmers)
Next thing I knew, my leotard collection grew to 5 to 6 hot numbers to twirl around with, out there on the multi colored flashing square blocked floors; the disco ball being the only thing spining more. From that point forward, I was permanently hooked. Sadly, many years were wasted wearing the tards in secret. Long after the heyday had passed.
One day, however, the light bulb went off, a WTF kind of moment one could say - HA!. I said go for it - outward for everyone to see. I came out of the leotard closet in full force.
In recent years I've learned to have no secrets and have come to realize, some can accept this aspect of my inner being. Others cannot. It's who I AM as a person. You either want to be a part of my life or you don't.
No judgements, no shame.
I'm just me, I'm Drew and I Wear Star-Spangled Leotards.
Love me or leave me!