I think I just need to get a sewing machine and learn to sew. Thanks, -t. Another case of I know what I want, I just can't find it (and I've seen it before.)
You know, I'm a moron. My neighbor ( of the purple sink) works in interior design in DC. High end, but he'd know where to go even for the cheap. He's worked on classy high end, and middle eastern oil wealth tacky high end. Seriously, I've seen the pictures of a swaroski(?) crystal encrusted toilet. It was as insane as it sounds. It was
AWFUL.
Cost approaching 30Gs. How the hell would you clean that thing? Exterior, not interior. Interior was custom done to look like platinum. And it did. But still. It was fugly and insane.
Speaking of which, Steph, I can't find shibaru in Los Angeles.
That's unpossible!
Wait. I'm pretty sure Master K is in LA. He's got to have something going on. Or the larger general kink groups might have rope sub-groups (no pun intended). Let me look.
There's a group on FL called So Cal Shibari. It looks like their events rotate between LA and points south of LA. There's gotta be more, though.
There's a group on FL called So Cal Shibari.
I don't know how to navigate FL. It's all very overwhelming.
I have a strawberry blackberry cobbler in the oven. I doubt it's healthy, but it smells awfully good.
Oooh, looks like I'll be spending two weeks in DC in January. I'll be doing a show at Arena Stage.
Can strawberries and blackberries live in peace?
I braved the Army-Navy Surplus store to get CJ a second uniform. Oh man, could I have fun in there, but we bee lined in for what we needed and then straight out again.
