(And honestly, is there any time of day less punk than 7pm on a Tuesday? The real Lestat would never.)
Truer words have never been spoken.
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
(And honestly, is there any time of day less punk than 7pm on a Tuesday? The real Lestat would never.)
Truer words have never been spoken.
Say yes to the corset. If it is sufficiently comfortable.
I feel like 7pm on a Tuesday can be punk, but can't be glam.
Not that I know, but this is also my instinct.
But also maybe yes the leather corset?
Maybe yes, indeed.
She’s unhappy because the wig is itchy.
I feel this in my bones. I love the concept.of wigs, but, wow, I cannot stand to have them on my head. The itch and the hot. But I also cut tags out of almost all my clothes, so, you know, not surprising. A shame though, because I think they're fun.
::checks time::
What did you decide to wear, Jess?!? And what did you do with your hair, anything? It's pretty rock chic on the daily...
Krysten Sinema killed any urge I have to wear a wig or color my hair anything...exotic. That isn't the thing I blame her for, but it's something else she kind of ruined.(Not that I haven't missed my Manic Panic window by several decades, anyway. Much like ex-Senator It's-Not-Cool_to_brag about skipping third grade when you're forty and allegedly an instructor in your own right.)
It's pretty rock chic on the daily...
Excellent point.
Krysten Sinema killed any urge I have to wear a wig or color my hair anything
That's fair.