Oh, HAI!Vinceh heres. Mummah is watchin TV so I steels intarwebs to say HAPPEH MERREH CATMUSS to all :D
*SNUGGLES*
PS - I has a hat, you duz not has. You is WELL JEALOUSE
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Thursday, 25 December 2008
Merreh Catmuss...
Oh, HAI!Vinceh heres. Mummah is watchin TV so I steels intarwebs to say HAPPEH MERREH CATMUSS to all :D
*SNUGGLES*
PS - I has a hat, you duz not has. You is WELL JEALOUSE
Monday, 22 December 2008
Torture Garden - The Adventure Into Fetish Part One
So, you've already seen the photo of me here taken in our lounge before we set off to the Ocean Rooms for our first Brighton TG Adventure. In fact, Phil, Jordy and myself were all TG virgins and were quite happy to have the chance to experience it but a short walk from our flat, rather than trekking all the way to London. We were heading down there with my lovely housemate and his girl Nic, and our friend Niall, all of whom have been before so it was going to be FUN.
We'd all prepared our outfits carefully and I must say, we were looking AMAZING. I wore a brand new green corset and black latex elbow-legnth gloves, black tutu with cherubs and virgin mary print and big shoes; Phil wore new black trousers with buckles and fab nipples shields, and I tied red and silver hollographic plastic into his dreds which looked like wires; Jordy bought an all-in-one affair made of black cotton with a large panel of black mesh in the back - showing off his bum - and leather gloves. Niall for his part was in black trousers and massive goth boots, and had his torso wrapped in black bondage tape with a giant red bow which gave the impression of him being a twisted Christmas present, B wore his pvc vicar outfit from Hallowe'en and Nic was a vision of Steam Punk burlesque in a cute corset and frilly pants and bits of clock in her hair. Trust me, it worked.
I'd been wanting to go to Torture Garden for quite simply ages. One thing or another had prevented me from going but this time, nothing was going to stop me! I'm so glad I went, it was SUCH a crazy experience.
It's really hard to describe...effectively, my impression of it was that it's a place to express yourself without impunity or censorship in a safe and friendly environment, dance to great tunes, show off your flair for fancy dress and get a good spanking too! ;) If not, you can just watch, or mingle with the crowd and chat to friends. There's no pressure to get involved in anything you wouldn't want to, and it felt brilliant being there. Yes, there were things going on in descreet corners which in fairness I'm sure go on in some of the seedier clubs I've been too anyway. But there was no feeling of sleaze or innapropriate behaviour there. It was thrilling. The costumes ranged from the full on latex-faced man dressed as a maid to the girls wearing nothing but tape on their nipples and high-heels.
The three of us decided that YES we would go again - to London this time. Already considering possibilites for new costumes! Corsets and latex ROCK :D
We'd all prepared our outfits carefully and I must say, we were looking AMAZING. I wore a brand new green corset and black latex elbow-legnth gloves, black tutu with cherubs and virgin mary print and big shoes; Phil wore new black trousers with buckles and fab nipples shields, and I tied red and silver hollographic plastic into his dreds which looked like wires; Jordy bought an all-in-one affair made of black cotton with a large panel of black mesh in the back - showing off his bum - and leather gloves. Niall for his part was in black trousers and massive goth boots, and had his torso wrapped in black bondage tape with a giant red bow which gave the impression of him being a twisted Christmas present, B wore his pvc vicar outfit from Hallowe'en and Nic was a vision of Steam Punk burlesque in a cute corset and frilly pants and bits of clock in her hair. Trust me, it worked.
I'd been wanting to go to Torture Garden for quite simply ages. One thing or another had prevented me from going but this time, nothing was going to stop me! I'm so glad I went, it was SUCH a crazy experience.
It's really hard to describe...effectively, my impression of it was that it's a place to express yourself without impunity or censorship in a safe and friendly environment, dance to great tunes, show off your flair for fancy dress and get a good spanking too! ;) If not, you can just watch, or mingle with the crowd and chat to friends. There's no pressure to get involved in anything you wouldn't want to, and it felt brilliant being there. Yes, there were things going on in descreet corners which in fairness I'm sure go on in some of the seedier clubs I've been too anyway. But there was no feeling of sleaze or innapropriate behaviour there. It was thrilling. The costumes ranged from the full on latex-faced man dressed as a maid to the girls wearing nothing but tape on their nipples and high-heels.
The three of us decided that YES we would go again - to London this time. Already considering possibilites for new costumes! Corsets and latex ROCK :D
Sunday, 21 December 2008
Thursday, 11 December 2008
R.I.P Bettie
RIP Bettie Page, how you will be missed. You were a Goddess among women.
Bettie Page: 22nd April 1923-11th December 2008
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