Oaks Day 2005
Oaks Day November 3rd 2005 started out with me having to get up at 6am. That's a rarity, but beauty takes time and I wanted to get to the races early enough to enter the "Myer Fashions on the Field" contest. It was, after all, the reason for me getting a new dress, hat, and accessories to match.
The contest was quite a lot of fun. I registered with ample time to spare, and all the girls were herded into a pen to form a queue. We stayed there for about an hour, I think, while other preparations elsewhere were under way. The other girls were beautiful, there were gorgeous dresses and headgear, and everywhere was an extravaganza of colour. A couple of girls were interviewed by the media, mainly on the basis of their outfit. I think I blended in too well, because I don't think any of the media realised they had a tranny in their midst.
While my outfit was done really well, there were many others which were just as fabulous. I certainly felt that I was matching it with the field, and that gave me a buzz. Unfortunately, I didn't get past the first hurdle. There were 270 girls, and the judges picked roughly 15 in preliminary judging to go through. I was a bit disappointed, but given that there were a few high calibre professional models in there, this was understandable. It was my first such attempt, and at least I could leave holding my head high and knowing that I had made a respectable effort. I'll be back next year.
So, after that, I met up with a triplet of tranny friends and hung around with them. They did some betting, but I didn't. We spent a lot of time standing or sitting around, chatting, and people watching. People watching is an interesting exercise, and people watching at the races even more so. It's was a fabulous spectacle, with lots of gorgeous glamourous dresses mixed in with skimpy affairs showing lots of leg, flesh, neck and halter. I have never seen a greater number of frocks and flesh in one place at one time before. I think everyone had their own running commentary of "ooo, she's beautiful", "ooo, I love that dress", or "ooo, that (dress) is ugly". I know our group certainly did.
We also talked to a fair number of strangers as well. Most were pretty friendly and generally appreciative. It was that sort of atmosphere, after all. We certainly caused a few shocks as well, and I had fun smiling and waving at people who I heard muttering "that's a man". Stirring them up is all part of the game.
So, after several hours of strutting and parading around, it was time to head home.
All in all, it was a great and very enjoyable day out. Initially, I didn't know what to expect, although I was hoping for a lot out of the contest. That didn't eventuate, but the rest of the day more than made up for it. I left feeling thoroughly satisfied, content, and quite exhausted. I'm looking forward to it again next year.