Good morning, y’all. The outside world is gray and overcast again, the remains of last night’s brief thunderstorms hanging overhead. I’ve been awake, off and on (mostly on), since roughly 3am. It hasn’t been great; I almost got up with Shawshank.
I spent a good portion of yesterday morning doing smutty things. A few months ago I found a lovely 60’s peignoir robe. While it’s slightly long on me – probably because I should be pairing it with some feather-trimmed kitten heels – it makes me feel like a fairy. Last week’s trip to the secondhand shop scored a vintage nightie. I didn’t look for a size, and thinking back, I didn’t even consider it might not fit. I saw it and simply said “this is mine now”. Fortunately, it fits like it was made for me. I’m almost positive it was handmade from some time in the 40’s/50’s. What I thought was an off-center slit goes right up the center to a scandalous height. Someone’s granny was a baddie.
I assumed an advanced human form, set up a backdrop and shot some pics. Due to some technical difficulties, I ended up wildly high during the process. I hit the vape kinda hard while recording a smoking video, and thought I was good. Alas, I realized I’d left the TV on while recording. While yesterday may have been an exciting day in US politics, no one wants to hear it in the background. I re-recorded the clip, but oh lawd was I high by the time I finished. I edited and uploaded most of the 🌶content🌶 before Shawshank came home in the afternoon.
To add insult to injury, I ended up ditching the second take because I coughed.
Today, I’m going to work on more hair. I didn’t make any locs yesterday because I was “working”. I’m only about half finished with what I need. Let’s get moving.
