to wonder what the hell I'm going to wear to Boyfriend's works Crimbo do.
("Do" in this context equals party. Just in case. Sidebar to the Scots, is it do or doo ? How do we spell it ?)
So I went in to town looking for an outfit. I had an idea. Black trousers, some kind of top and my rather fab red shoes. These shoes don't need a fancy outfit, they're too special for that.
I bought a floor length red dress. My friends encouraged me. It does not work with my red shoes.
It requires (I apologise for the language . . . . no, wait, I don't) tit tape. Plunging neck line doesn't cover it. Not alot covers it to be honest. What the hell, if you can't go a little overboard for a Christmas party when can you ?
Reminding me at this point, those that know me, that I go overboard quite alot is NOT welcome. Save the slagging for when I speak to you. Or not. Whatever.
Saturday, 8 December 2007
'Tis The Season . . . . .
Spouted in a silly manner by
Persephone
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3 comments:
Wow, sounds a stunning dress!! The tit-tape part sounds lots of fun too, I'm jealous, I'd need tit-super-duper bonding steel to hold my lassies up.
Hell, if you can't go overboard at Christmas, when can you?
Have a ball at that party....ofcourse from the sounds of that dress maybe you'll end up with both your boyfriends..lol!!!!
Have a great time darlin'!!!!
xxxxxxx
Hey darling!
I can't wait to see pictures of this gorgeous sounding dress!!!!
I hope you have a fabulous time at the party...in that dress you're going to look kick-ass stunning!
k
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it's do i think
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