Hey! I need it, too!
As do I! I was hoping Santa would notice my not being all HEYWHATABOUTME!! But he's, you know, a guy about these things.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hey! I need it, too!
As do I! I was hoping Santa would notice my not being all HEYWHATABOUTME!! But he's, you know, a guy about these things.
oh dear Lord do I need this corset. As does Tep.
Keen!
The new person came. I ran through things kind of fast and realized how much more I need to do that i'm not sure how I'm going to do with her in the way!
there are files on my computer to reorganizie and also update and lists to make!
Just in case anyone's interested, my co-worker reports that her friend has much more extensive corset experience than the three paltry pictures on her flickr page would suggest, and definitely has or can get her hands on extra superhero fabric. Just in case anyone's seriously thinking about a new corset.
I am so getting one of those GCS tshirts...with the purple bat. Perfect.
Anyone interested in giving me a thumb up or down on my latest doggy lama biz card design. How does it look ?
Especially...does the tagline work?
eta: Oh, also...for space considerations, I listed the email address, but did not list the website address. Is it too much of a risk to think that people will automatically recognize that all they need do is replace info@ with www?
Definitely too much of a risk -- if you really can't do both, you're better off listing the website and leaving off the email.
I was afraid of that.
bonny - can you run the website on the back? or the tag?
I don't remember ever having mittens with strings. I do remember having little clippy things to attach my mittens to the cuffs of my jacket, though.
On the Crayola color thing from way back -- I think I remember hearing that Indian Red was named for the color of some kind of wood or something from India. Or something like that, that wasn't skin color. And Prussian Blue is now the name of a white supremacist teeny-bopper musical act.
Fuck. I think that I'm going to have to play my least favorite game in the world: Find the Smell.
Our house has slowly begun to stink more and more over the past week. There's some horrid, cloying sweetness mixed in with good ol' foulness. Drat.