Then there are the insane and hideous things one can find by googling "maternity formal wear": [link]
Love isn't brains, children, it's blood, blood screaming inside you to work its will.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
flea - Jul 06, 2006 2:25:10 pm PDT #3244 of 10001
information libertarian
Cashmere - Jul 06, 2006 2:29:29 pm PDT #3245 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Then there are the insane and hideous things one can find by googling "maternity formal wear": [link]
Gives new meaning to the words "surrey with a fringe on top."
§ ita § - Jul 06, 2006 2:32:18 pm PDT #3246 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Huh. And if Katie had worn it when "pregnant," it'd have been Suri with a fringe on top.
Polter-Cow - Jul 06, 2006 2:33:08 pm PDT #3247 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Grr. I knew it. I fucking knew there would some snag in my plans to go to Comic-Con. Apparently, I am expected to have no life and therefore be free to drop my relatives off at the airport that Sunday. And it fucking pisses me off that the reaction is, "Let me see what I can do; you caught me by surprise," rather than, I don't know, "We'll find someone else, then."
Well, at least my aunt's response was "You won't be able to drop us off, then." They asked if I could go another weekend, and I said was going for a specific event, so no. I think it'll be fine, but goddamn, did my uncle's first response piss me off.
DCJensen - Jul 06, 2006 4:39:41 pm PDT #3248 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
t Daniel walks in as the wind whips through the open porch windows into the Bitches hall.
Hmmm.
t Watches the swirling patterns the discarded glitter and mallomar wrappers make on the floors.
Pretty.
Lee - Jul 06, 2006 6:27:27 pm PDT #3249 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Good luck to you and hubby tomorrow, Connie.
Ginger - Jul 06, 2006 6:27:46 pm PDT #3250 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Connie, I hope everything goes well tomorrow and that this one really reduces the pain.
Cashmere - Jul 06, 2006 6:33:29 pm PDT #3251 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Good luck and lots of vibes, Connie.
Laura - Jul 06, 2006 6:34:14 pm PDT #3252 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Much ~ma to the hubby, and the surgeon, and to you Connie. May this give him massive relief from pain.
SailAweigh - Jul 06, 2006 6:37:42 pm PDT #3253 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Procedure~ma for the hubby, connie. Lots of pain-relief~ma, too.