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I really need to work on Ken's communication skills with him. He showed up at my apartment a few minutes before I was going to leave for the mall. How hard is it to leave a comment saying he's coming over? *rolls eyes* At least he did go to the mall with me. I hate going there by myself. Shopping was...interesting.
Somehow, Ken talked me into cross dressing for the rave (more like distracted me with kissing). =_=; So here I am, typing my private log in a skirt. With makeup, heeled boots, fishnet, and...*shudder* a garter belt. Why the hell do I need a garter belt!? I'm not even going to mention anything about my underwear. Just...no.
Do I look like a girl or something? I really want to know because everyone (Miya and Ken) keeps making me dress up in drag. HELLO, NOT A CROSS DRESSER! At least, I don't want to be one. Doesn't look like I get a choice, though. *sulk*
I'll have to vent more later; I've got to get going. I'm stopping over at Ken's to drop off my stuff (I'm staying over for the night since we'll be out late) before we head to the rave.
God, I hope no one I know sees me in this outfit. I look like a goth slut.
Somehow, Ken talked me into cross dressing for the rave (more like distracted me with kissing). =_=; So here I am, typing my private log in a skirt. With makeup, heeled boots, fishnet, and...*shudder* a garter belt. Why the hell do I need a garter belt!? I'm not even going to mention anything about my underwear. Just...no.
Do I look like a girl or something? I really want to know because everyone (Miya and Ken) keeps making me dress up in drag. HELLO, NOT A CROSS DRESSER! At least, I don't want to be one. Doesn't look like I get a choice, though. *sulk*
I'll have to vent more later; I've got to get going. I'm stopping over at Ken's to drop off my stuff (I'm staying over for the night since we'll be out late) before we head to the rave.
God, I hope no one I know sees me in this outfit. I look like a goth slut.