Foam Party
Last night I went to the HoD Foam Party. It was very fun. Beforehand I was feeling pretty sad and wretched but I knew going to the party was 99% guaranteed to cheer me, so I went. It was great! I got there, was hugged hello as I made my way through the house (people whose names I don't even know were clearly excited to see me and shared hugs) and then when I went into the foam, I became the center of a big group hug that turned into a sort of shuffling dance around me. The group hug thing was later repeated in the kitchen with more dancing, heh.
So yeah, people were sweet to me, I got lots of love, and eventually I did end up stripping down to my underpants. It was a very relaxed environment, and other women were being naked without incident or discomfort, so eventually I felt brave/comfortable enough to get almost naked. That was very very late in the party though.
Playing in the foam was quite fun, except when it got in my eyes. Once Paul and I were smooching and managed to become completely covered in foam... someone said "Are there people in the foam there?" and we raised our hands, then Paul said, "And one of us is naked!" and the people asking honestly couldn't tell which of us it was (it was Paul, who gets naked at the drop of a hat.) The foam was made with bubble bath with extra glycerin added to make the bubbles last. It felt really good to sit covered in it- like millions of soft, tiny fingers massaging you. However, today my skin is pretty irritated. Also, my hands are peeling.
The cops showed up a few times. The first time they said "Hey, there's a car parked the wrong way across the street." The second time they said, "No problems, we just hear y'all have cool parties and we wanted to see." The cops seriously walked in through the back door and out to the front with the intention of seeing the party. They fist-bumped and high-fived all the way through. I am not kidding. Much later in the evening, one of them showed up again, with a different cop in tow. When they came into the back yard, Paul was dressed, so he walked over to field them, but they wanted to talk to Josh (who was sporting his Batman underpants and a smile.) Summoned, he went to talk to them, and it turned out that the first cop just wanted to introduce the other one to Josh. Yes. HPD's finest.
The party was just very fun- it was very social, low-key, people for the most part behaved well.
We left the party a little before 4am. A lot of people mentioned hunger, so we started inviting people to come out to Ones-A-Meal for breakfast. We ended up with a very large group, we took over the whole patio. We had a lovely time nomming, left Ones-A-Meal just as the sun started to rise. Ulp. Took Sean back to La Casa and then came home, where I discovered that I was actually pretty dirty, and also very chafed. :( I showered, dried myself thoroughly, applied baby powder, and hit the sack.
Some of us at Ones-A-Meal. We were quite wet so stayed on the patio.
So yeah, people were sweet to me, I got lots of love, and eventually I did end up stripping down to my underpants. It was a very relaxed environment, and other women were being naked without incident or discomfort, so eventually I felt brave/comfortable enough to get almost naked. That was very very late in the party though.
Playing in the foam was quite fun, except when it got in my eyes. Once Paul and I were smooching and managed to become completely covered in foam... someone said "Are there people in the foam there?" and we raised our hands, then Paul said, "And one of us is naked!" and the people asking honestly couldn't tell which of us it was (it was Paul, who gets naked at the drop of a hat.) The foam was made with bubble bath with extra glycerin added to make the bubbles last. It felt really good to sit covered in it- like millions of soft, tiny fingers massaging you. However, today my skin is pretty irritated. Also, my hands are peeling.
The cops showed up a few times. The first time they said "Hey, there's a car parked the wrong way across the street." The second time they said, "No problems, we just hear y'all have cool parties and we wanted to see." The cops seriously walked in through the back door and out to the front with the intention of seeing the party. They fist-bumped and high-fived all the way through. I am not kidding. Much later in the evening, one of them showed up again, with a different cop in tow. When they came into the back yard, Paul was dressed, so he walked over to field them, but they wanted to talk to Josh (who was sporting his Batman underpants and a smile.) Summoned, he went to talk to them, and it turned out that the first cop just wanted to introduce the other one to Josh. Yes. HPD's finest.
The party was just very fun- it was very social, low-key, people for the most part behaved well.
We left the party a little before 4am. A lot of people mentioned hunger, so we started inviting people to come out to Ones-A-Meal for breakfast. We ended up with a very large group, we took over the whole patio. We had a lovely time nomming, left Ones-A-Meal just as the sun started to rise. Ulp. Took Sean back to La Casa and then came home, where I discovered that I was actually pretty dirty, and also very chafed. :( I showered, dried myself thoroughly, applied baby powder, and hit the sack.
Some of us at Ones-A-Meal. We were quite wet so stayed on the patio.