Seriously. Moving at the Speed of Fabulocity is exhausting and occasionally disorienting. The lines do, indeed, begin to blur.
Performing at Bondage Ball tonight! It was a last minute thing, and I’m sort of throwing it together, but I’m sure that it will be fine. I’ll be on stage right before the Gwen Media/Syren fashion show, and if you’re curious about my act, think 9 1/2 weeks.
TMS can’t make it, but Kink is coming to help me get assembled and all blinged out.
TMS did get me the fanciest english top hat ever and I am going to have all sorts of outfits made for it. It’s pretty amazing.
Some pictures of me at TG are already floating around the internet. I had an amazing time and can’t wait to go back! I’ve never really wanted to focus on shows in the US because you can’t get dirty or bloody, but this past weekend has given me lots of naughty ideas and I think I’ve found several willing accomplices.
Did I mention that I totally made out with Darenzia? I’m not gonna get over it, ever. And that makes it sort of creepy, which is even hotter.
I’m such a perv.
K. Got to go get ready to perv out tonight. Corsets and crystals and canes, oh my!