So last season
100 words
Have you ever thought about what you’ll wear to your own funeral? Will you pick your frockiest frock or the jeans that feel like coming home? Dress for success, the day you want, they say. Fake it ‘til you make it. Come as you are… Drop dead… gorgeous. Best make an effort, on the off-chance of a pearly gate dress code. No jeans or trainers. Turned away for a grave miscalculation. An outfit for the inferno: layers, it’ll be hot in there. What’ll still work when there’s no flesh? Think on, you’ll be wearing it for a very long time.
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Absolutely loved this thanks Ellen.
This made me so sad, thinking of someone I love; a 25 year old man who has been taking cross sex hormones for eight years with no improvement in his mental health and with severe detriment to his physical health. Now, he tells me, he is fixated on his ‘casket dress’ as he wants to be recognised as female in the after life.
On a cheerier note, I’m having a woodland burial, so all I or anyone needs to think about is a covering that’s organic.