I left a favourite cafe today because two women came in, sat down, and one started talking in her great big (annoying) stage voice to the other one about how she she's working at basically her own comedy club now, she left Yuk Yuk's because bla bla disrespect, you know "the Work" is sometimes worth it but OH MY GOD…

You sound like someone with stories to tell about this. At least, I hope so.

You are most welcome! Have fun over there! </kinkygoodsexfairy>

If you're on fetlife, it'll be easy to find. And if you're not on fetlife... get your kinky ass over there! :-)

Ooh! Or you buy a collapsible suspension frame, that works a treat and can be taken to parties and/or when you leave the rental! Google Serenity S3 frame. (I think.)

In a rental, not easy- a well-installed pull-up bar in a doorway might be the best bet.

There's at least one contractor that specializes in dungeon and sex furniture, and a lot of it is "convertible" from stuff that looks normal. You know, for when your Sex Dungeon Playroom of Doom is also your living room in real life.

My bad, though I did mention I didn't see the movie and also didn't google the character. My point was he's gorgeous no matter how he presents.

Naw, he was that pretty as Jordan Catalano and as... whoever his drag character was that he won the Oscar for (never saw the movie, can't be arsed to google). It's mostly his beautiful eyes, everything else just falls into place around them.

But a suuuuper-pretty one.

Gaga wore a wig to do the polar plunge! Well, she says both "wig" and "weave" in the linked article. Thinking it's gotta be the latter, because how is a wig staying on her head during that?

Why? She's a grownup. Consenting adults and all that.

Almond-shaped blue eyes. Pink cheeks. Blonde hair. Six feet tall. Truth.

Looks a bit like my niece, a striking blonde with Japanese heritage.

Cancer is a fungus? Gee, I'll be sure to mention that to my oncologist- won't she be surprised!

Rich people do. I had a University friend in Nova Scotia who was debating whether to fly to Ottawa the next day to surprise a crush with a lunch date. His decision wasn't over the very steep price of a same day plane ticket, but whether he could afford to cut class. #mustbenice

Mascara dripping tragically through the manic panic "virgin white" face powder... snowflakes sticking to the hard-glued hair spikes... *snif*

Now I'm picturing a dejected little black-lippy'd goth trudging up a snowy hill, and it's making me laugh. :-)

I was hoping someone would post this. LOVE LOVE that movie. Everything about it, even the titular diva's atrocious French. <3

I like clothes on the British red carpet.