Well, that was quite the interesting night out… no elaborations as of right now, but rest assured that i didn’t intend to be back quite so soon. Basically, one of my companions who never feels the effects of what he is drinking suddenly got past that boundary tonight. So, you can imagine i’m a bit concerned. I mean, i’m sure he’ll wind up fine, but tonight will not go down in history of one of his favourites. And, for the record, all i drank was water.
Everyone thought i was drunk last night, and, i was acting pretty tipsy. However, i hadn’t even drank more than a few sips. What people always fail to realize is that i am only as drunk as my surroundings. I’ve been at parties where i haven’t drank a single drop and have been falling out of chairs, and other parties where i’ve drank quite a few drops and carried out rather intelligent conversations. But, people don’t get it, because they can’t handle the fact that i drink responsibly and can have fun without liquor. Oh well.
So last night i wound up being cross-dressing Superboy rather than Supergirl, only because my stockings were see-through and my hair bleach didn’t work at all. So, i really did bear a strong resemblance to Superboy, only i was in a really short skirt and had breasts. It must have been hard to take me seriously in conversation, but it was pretty funny. Meanwhile, by the end of the party one or two of the guys were drunk enough that i was apparently starting to look pretty attractive to them… go figure. Meanwhile, there were 0 people to hit on, which’ll hopefully be different tonight. But, there was a girl dressed as She-ra, which was pretty neat. Also, someone painted themselves in liquid latex so that they could be Mystique… sexy.
For those wondering, all of this effort is for a costume for tonight’s Halloween party at the Player’s House. Details are forthcoming. And no, i will not be shaving my legs. Last year i shaved some unusual spots for this costume, and i don’t plan on doing it again. At least, i won’t tell anyone if i do…
I am trying to dress somewhere comfortable in between “dead sexy” and “fashionable” without ever verging to close to “flamingly sexy fashion sense.” So far i’m in a tight long-sleeved t-shirt, shiny jeans (they’re men’s jeans, okay, so shut up!), and my clunky dress shoes. The party’s only a block away, so i can always go and scout out the fashion and then come back to change, but that’s just scary. One things for sure, my blood-red tinted hair makes me look shag-a-delic. Yeah, baby!