Eddie
Izzard’s Supermarket on the Moon
As a transgenderist, day one is hell.
The Observer, May 2001
Eddie Izzard's fashion sense has always been
an exciting area for discussion, but on his official
website not everyone is impressed with the way
things are going. 'Lately, Eddie's wardrobe can
be described as black,' writes someone called
Squeaky. 'Black T-shirt, black jeans, black shoes.'
'Hi Squeaky,' writes Teri. 'Hubby and I were
discussing this in passing last night... I wonder
if it is just ease of packing that has him in
the same outfit... or the "bloke" mode
he is currently in. He does look good in it...
but I would prefer some more flair... he is TV,
for God's sake. Hugs to all!' 'Allo Teri!' writes
another fan. 'I think he is convinced that black
is slenderising and I'm afraid he's caught that
Hollywood thin disease. His bloke look is to
convince casting directors that he can be cast
in any male role and not be stuck in the weirdo
transvestite ghetto, a very small ghetto indeed!
I just wish he'd put on a touch of mascara though,
for telly, to make his eyes show more. But that's
just a female thing...'
His fans are right: the clothes are very dark,
he does look good in them. On this showery morning
in mid-May he is wearing his dark leather jacket
and trousers at Her Majesty's Theatre in London's
Haymarket, smoking a cigarette, explaining how
he lost weight by watching his carbohydrates,
reciting Monty Python, answering personal questions
with habitual frankness.
We are sitting, quite reasonably, in the dress circle, talking about the thing
Eddie Izzard is most famous for, apart from occasionally being the funniest
man in Britain. It may be that he is quite sick of discussing his transvestism,
or as he mostly calls it these days, his transgenderism, but he displays no
sign of this. In fact, he talks better about transvestism than anything else,
and recently he has found more reason to discuss it than usual. Last month
he visited the Argentine embassy in London to demand what he has for a long
time called 'equal clothing rights'. 'I stood on Argentine territory at the
foot of their embassy and said, "I'm a transvestite, I'm on your property,
so arrest me and beat the shit out of me like you did with your other transvestites!" Well,
I don't know if I quite said that, but that was the main message...'
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