Well, last night at the kink party I attended, I was a sexy pirate wench. I guess I didn't match my name.
If I were to match my name, I'd probably have to dress up like one of the women at the Kentucky Derby. Complete with enormous hat.
However, my name came from an old 50's saying:
"A chef in the kitchen, a lady in the living room, and a whore in the bedroom."
So I guess I'd have to have a tea tray in my hands and wear an apron with nothing on underneath
Well, last night at the kink party I attended, I was a sexy pirate wench. I guess I didn't match my name.
If I were to match my name, I'd probably have to dress up like one of the women at the Kentucky Derby. Complete with enormous hat.
However, my name came from an old 50's saying:
"A chef in the kitchen, a lady in the living room, and a whore in the bedroom."
So I guess I'd have to have a tea tray in my hands and wear an apron with nothing on underneath
I attended a Halloween party last night and we dressed up as Ron Burgundy and Veronica Corningstone. So no, it didn't really match up with my Lit name. But in order to do so, I'd have to go as a hippie with a penchant for tea and oranges who lives in a van down by the river.
Alone. I'd be surprised if that isn't the answer most people give. But maybe I was just a lonely little wanker.
I would either paint my face blue and find blue dragon wings or I would just find a blue dragon mask. I doubt I would make or find a huge blue dragon costume.
It was accidental by myself. I probably would have found a way to have it at a different moment (Right before I ran to the bus stop) and in a more private place. (Living room looking at a great set of tits on a video.)
