Night wings, her hair chains...
On the 15th, I mentioned finally having parted with the deteriorating latex catsuit I got in Manhattan at a fetish shop called Body Worship, way back in the summer of '98. I just found some photos that were taken in the stairwell of the apartment building where I was staying, at faustfatale's mom's place. I still have the mesh coat (Catherine Coatney) and the gas-mask (Israeli army surplus) and the steel-toed, 20-eye burgundy rub-off boots, but, alas, the catsuit is no more. Except for these photos (behind the cut). Now, setsuled, you can collect the whole set!
This is the outfit I wore to the release party for Silk and Christa's first novel, Control Freak, which was held @ Mother (now-defunct) in the meat-packing district. You should have seen the two of us and our masked-and-tuxedoed luchador escort trying to hail a frelling cab. Finally, we had to employ a relatively normal-looking decoy, but when the driver got a look at the three of us, he actually tried to get away before we could get into the vehicle. Fortunately, we were swift.
Oh, and here's eBay link again...
This is the outfit I wore to the release party for Silk and Christa's first novel, Control Freak, which was held @ Mother (now-defunct) in the meat-packing district. You should have seen the two of us and our masked-and-tuxedoed luchador escort trying to hail a frelling cab. Finally, we had to employ a relatively normal-looking decoy, but when the driver got a look at the three of us, he actually tried to get away before we could get into the vehicle. Fortunately, we were swift.
Oh, and here's eBay link again...