浴衣
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So last night I went with Mark to Buddies (as close to a bear bar as we have in Peoria) as they had a Hallowe'en party there, and that in turn made me dig out my yukata, geta, and fundoshi.
It'd been too long since I wore a fundoshi as I tied it incorrectly and it started to come loose once I got to the bar, causing me to go to the bathroom and retie it, thus leading to me inadvertedly flashing one of the bar owners as he came in to take a leak. :: laugh ::
I came out and a number got slapped on my chest. "What's this I asked?"
"You're in the costume contest!"
"... the what now huh?"
So I didn't win anything, but I didn't go there to win since ... well I didn't even know there was a contest. :: laugh :: But still, it was fun, and there were some hilarious costumes. Oh, Richard Simmons~~!
The rest of the night was spent flirting with a larger gent who seemed interested yet kept pulling away because I don't bottom. :: laugh :: Oh, and explaining to people that yes, my beard is real. Why the hell wouldn't it be???