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Lumped in the middle of the dance floor, tears streaming down her face, Kate Rose was at rock bottom. Her wig ripped from her head by a total stranger
– who then pelted her with abuse
– she felt totally worthless.
“It was like a woman having her top pulled off, or a Muslim having their veil snatched away,” explains the 38-year-old.
“At least that’s how it felt to me: I felt totally exposed. It was like my identity, and my dignity, had just been torn away.”
To most people, Kate is better known as Michael. By day, in the boardroom, Mike looks much like any other man: short hair, smart suit, neatly knotted tie. But then, after work, he changes into a long wig, make-up and women’s clothes – and becomes Kate.