But then again, this is my current "office": [link]
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
Black fluffy skirt with b&w stripey ruffles (with petticoats, of course), b&w stripey blouse with short puffed sleeves, black waistcoat, black mini tricorn hat.
Beige Jack Purcells, brown pants, brown, green and blue plaid camp shirt, Blue earrings.
Black boots, black wrap skirt, black scoop-neck t-shirt, black scarf, black jacket.
Oh, and there's jewelry and stripey shoes and pink fishnet leggings involved, too.
As always, Jilli TOTALLY wins.
As always, Jilli TOTALLY wins.
Totally. It is no surprise.
It just started raining. I'm thinking I'm not going to get a swim in today. Bummer.
As always, Jilli TOTALLY wins.
I'd scuff one of my feet on the floor in bashfullness, but I'm wearing peep-toe flats and that would probably hurt.
I'm wearing a shirtdress in v. dark brown mattress striping that comes to above the knee and black ballet flats. No jewellery, makeup, nada--today was a hard day to drag myself out of the house. I bow to the Jilli.
I started to describe my outfit and fell asleep. too boring. oh well. It's not like I've seen anyone all day.