(Odd. I had the strangest sense of deja vu writing that plot out. Me thinks I have threatened it before)
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
That was the outfit you were all worrying about and the Body Image and Self-Esteem Demons were getting at you about?
Um, yes. I know, I was being crazyheaded. I blame lack of sleep and PMS.
Now there's a picture you don't want red-eye correction for.
So, so true. And yes, isn't Cass gorgeous!
(Odd. I had the strangest sense of deja vu writing that plot out. Me thinks I have threatened it before)
I'm pretty sure you have, now that you mention it.
Well. Then I'll quit being coy.
Jilli, I am going to come to Seattle, bribe Clovis with a tesla coil and raid your wardrobe. Hopefully, you won't notice.
Ta.
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Jilli & Cass, you two look fantastic! So pretty....
Jilli, all three of you define the word gorgeous. Also, did you see the link I posted, upthread, to the pretty bat tiara?
Also, did you see the link I posted, upthread, to the pretty bat tiara?
I did, I did! Sadly, those sorts of tiaras/headpieces just don't work with my face shape & bangs.
The third girl with us in the picture is the girlfriend of the DJ. She's very nice, and the DJ? Well, I do call him my pet DJ for a reason.
Congrats, Nora! Enjoy your celebratory 'za!
bat tiara
Tinsnips. Snip the bat off and make a choker. I like the detailing on the bat.
We have had thunderstorms rolling through for the last 24 hours. It's always rumbly-grumbly about-to-rain. Even when the sun comes out it just look sullen and steamy. Hard to breathe out there. Plus, it's making me achy, and just a little snippy. Grr.
I want broccoli, and we have none. I'ma eat ice cream instead.
I want broccoli, and we have none. I'ma eat ice cream instead.
Your tastebuds are more talented than mine. There is no way I could trade ice cream for broccoli.
I want to do something I can't do. Like at all.
(Sadly, it's not illicit, so it's just bitchy, not Bitchy).
I'ma sit over here and go all qwerty faced. I'll try not to bother anyone. If you hear anyone saying, "100 years? All new people!" over and over and over again, it's just me.
Funny, Cindy, I too have that thought every day...they're only dirty things, like, half the time.