I was pissed because Kristin had the groovy collar and mine was in the car. I flat out forgot it.
Aimee's babysis looked wonderful, but she was lisping because of the bloodied fangs. I still think we should have borrowed Negrita (the enormous lovely black Great Dane from next door), and had her be Toto.
One thing tht looking at my full-length leather corset has confirmed in me: the realisation that a full-length boned corset on an already hourglass figure doesn't work. Because of the boning in front, it doesn't go in where I do.
Need shorter length brocade corset. Meh.
And Kristin, in her Romper Stomper Goth Hoochie Mama boots? Adorable, yet dwarfed by my six-foot barefoot husband in his five-inch heels.
I was pissed because Kristin had the groovy collar and mine was in the car.
Deb, you are probably the last person I would ever expect to have/wear a collar. There isn't a submissive atom in your body.
There isn't a submissive atom in your body.
I'm not even commenting on that one, love. Nope.
I'm not even commenting on that one, love. Nope.
You may picture a look of quiet bemusement on my face.
my six-foot barefoot husband in his five-inch heels.
He looked great in that outfit, but seemed to be having a little bit of trouble on the shag carpet.
I suppose anyone would have, though.
You may picture a look of quiet bemusement on my face.
I just mean I'm neither specifically one nor the other. It goes by mood.
But I have a shitload of moods, and like to be prepared for any or all of them. Because, why not?
edit for grammar. Neither=nor. LONG day on the road...
Need shorter length brocade corset. Meh.
I didn't even notice that the first time I looked at the pics (albeit quickly since I was at work) so had to go back and look again.
Shorter length, yes. But still gorgeous.
What Nicole said. You looked fabulous, Deb.
Everyone looked fabulous - it was totally that kind of party.
Make Kristin tell you about trying to light the candles above the sofa.
Everyone looked fabulous
Buffistas almost always do.