Mal ,'The Train Job'
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I think it is the kink/ formal connection that is the disconnect for me. Mostly it is me wondering how they go together...
Kinky people like to dress up fancy sometimes, just like non-kinky people do.
It's not, like, formalwear is your fetish.
Replace any other group name for "perverts," and it's the same thing. PTA formal dinner. NRA formal dinner. Buffista formal dinner.
A group of people with a common interest, dressing up and eating dinner and watching a drag queen perform.
Varla Jean Merman is beyond fabulous!
That's what I figured -- it was just words like 'high fashion kink" , but when I reread the emphasis was on formal
really, my mental pictures were fun
I so totally want to come back for Folsom. I could use a new souvenir.
I so want to go to Folsom. I'm single. It could be HIGH-LAIR-EEEE-US fun.
I am, alas, also DESTITUTE. (sobs)
I know I'd be an utter gawking tourist at Folsom, an embarassment to all who know me, but I'm cool with that. I'm sure there are many people showing off at Folsom who would appreciate a gawking, grinning, amazed middle-aged fat woman who's staring at everything.
I am, alas, also DESTITUTE. (sobs)Sits on bench "D" with StuntHusband.
It's sad when you see chaps without asses. It makes sitting so difficult for the poor lads.
This could be sung to the tune of "Nights (which, incidentally I always visualize as knights, kind of a David Hasselhoff in an Elvis costume thing) in White Satin":
Chaps with no asses/ Never meaning to bend/ Chaps with no asses/ Always showing their end/
Cuz I moon you/ Yes, I moon you/ Oh, how I moon you
I'd apologize for that, but you know... I'm really not sorry in the least.
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