'Underneath'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am sad when I think about some of the awesome shoes I have that I will never wear again because I can’t do heels anymore.
I was momentarily very tempted by a green pleather dress at the store yesterday. Gorgeous color but where would I wear a green pleather dress? It’s just not my lifestyle anymore…
I've left the pleather pants behind and I'm ready to embrace the caftan life.
This should be the 2023 Buffista motto.
Timelies all!
Caftans sound interesting, but I’d have to wear shorts or something like that underneath because of thigh rub.
I never went to a F2F, but the idea of caftanpalooza sounds wonderful.
We’re all so much older now totally different vibe.
I spent the weekend with my friend who passed’s husband, mother, and a brief visit with her son. The memorial is in 3 weeks and I’ll be back for that. We’re are struggling in different ways, but it’s easier together.
Enrobed? Like with dark chocolate, but where the chocolate is love and support and blessings.
Enrobed in a caftan of care.
I just dreamed I was going to my first day of class, freshman year undergrad.
I very often dream I'm in college, only in some weird way I'm both 18 and my current age. Also the campus is a weird blend of Penn (where I went to school) and UW (where I've worked for most of my adult life). I call it the University of Washylvania. And recently I dreamed I was some vaguely young age, maybe 20, and my high school crush was in love with me! And it seemed great! Only at the very end of the dream he said something like, "I bet you won't agree with my politics," and I said, "Why is that?" and he said, "I voted for Trump." Whereupon I slapped his face and woke up very happy to be in my real life.
We (Cowboy (his noms de 'net) and I) are going to be in Denver overnight on Monday, Sept 11. I know Suzi is still in the area and likely Nicole. Mini-F2F and meet my BF?
Cleveland is hard to get through from California and I messed up so we are overnighting.
My college classes dreams usually feature some form of juggling my current job in the middle of the classroom.
We could do a caftan of love that gets passed around like the childrens' clothes used to.
I get high school and college dreams, and Army dreams. and the weirdest mix up of Print Shop and Scene shop.
My college dream are always that I need to get to class and cannot find the building. Or occasionally I can't find my class schedule and don't remember what/where any of the classes are.
One of my recurring ones is realizing it's almost the end of the semester and I've forgotten one of the classes I signed up for, never attended a single lecture, and of course it's too late to drop the class and it's going to wreck my GPA and maybe make me flunk out altogether.