These are the things I believe because I know the power of the cap. I don’t even know if I could value one that came as the result of a cap, which I’ve long considered the cheat of cheats - the easiest, most temporary way of projecting butchness in the entire Land of Gay. Beyond that, I don’t need anything, certainly not a flock. If I see someone I like the looks of, I say something. Wearing a cap just wouldn’t be me.īut most of all, I do OK. I don’t have time for that much anxiety in my life. A cap is one more thing to forget and I already live in fear of losing any of my 13 precious sunglasses. I’m not a big fan of having my head covered, and I’m sure my clumsiness would have me dragging the brim on walls and hitting people in the eyes with it. “You should get a fitted cap and wear it out if you want to pick up guys,” he elaborated. Recently, I received a piece of advice: “You should wear a cap.” As this was unsolicited, I asked what my friend’s boyfriend was talking about.
