Don't think I'm excusing you from that. You are, a little.
But as I said, admittedly, it was an effort I was making. Not so you would look like a dumb ass. More out of a kind of habit, leftover from the complicated et cetera
In Borogravia I was part of the 10th Foot, Cheesemongers. Long standing time honoured army regiment with illustrious past and humerous songs written about them, good fortune to be among the other men serving under Sgt Jackrum who was famous in his own right and pretty much knew everyone.
Only they weren't men they were all girls. Which I worked out at first glance since I'm blessed with about a dozen extra senses one of which is smelling the subtleties of blood. Also they were quite bad at pretending.
Whereas I was very good. Didn't get found out until I admitted it which is something to be proud of.
I wasn't chasing after a boy in the army or escaping a totalitarian workhouse or rescuing anybody. But I did hate the dresses. And the expectations. Even male vampires get more rights than female vampires, and higher necklines and, you know, less ridiculous undergarments with buckles and straps and things. And I was already breaking traditions.
Then I came here and it just sort of went on. It's not something I think about very much any longer. I don't even think that it matters really.
And while I'm not as well versed in moving pictures as you are, I think there's usually some intent involved. We were more of an accident. Victims of circumstance, right place right time, et cetera et cetera.
somehow i don't think you gotta thank me. not yet anyway. still kinda getting my head around it all
accident works too though. for a mvoie. an """"act of God"""" heavy quote fingers
also u should know im now the proud owner of what i think iiiis a corset? 👙 payback for the cow. im not sure where my head goes. or why there's buckles
Act of Goddess in this case, I think. Or something. But, yes.
You weren't watching Rocky Horror again, were you. Or thinking of it. Easy answer.
And: buckles are for various things, depending on where they're situated. I'll illuminate this for you further if you'd like. (Nice emoticon if a little inaccurate for traditional corsetry.)
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But as I said, admittedly, it was an effort I was making. Not so you would look like a dumb ass. More out of a kind of habit, leftover from the complicated et cetera
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im not exactly going anywhere if it's a story you wanna tell.
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I'll try to make it brief regardless.
In Borogravia I was part of the 10th Foot, Cheesemongers. Long standing time honoured army regiment with illustrious past and humerous songs written about them, good fortune to be among the other men serving under Sgt Jackrum who was famous in his own right and pretty much knew everyone.
Only they weren't men they were all girls. Which I worked out at first glance since I'm blessed with about a dozen extra senses one of which is smelling the subtleties of blood. Also they were quite bad at pretending.
Whereas I was very good. Didn't get found out until I admitted it which is something to be proud of.
I wasn't chasing after a boy in the army or escaping a totalitarian workhouse or rescuing anybody. But I did hate the dresses. And the expectations. Even male vampires get more rights than female vampires, and higher necklines and, you know, less ridiculous undergarments with buckles and straps and things. And I was already breaking traditions.
Then I came here and it just sort of went on. It's not something I think about very much any longer. I don't even think that it matters really.
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[ Actually given RHCP content this probably isn't the first time, so it's not really a gender-related thought. ]
but man girls posing as guys to join the army for whatever reason, that's kinda awesome. you guys could have your own movie.
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[Deadpan, but she's actually smiling a little.]
And while I'm not as well versed in moving pictures as you are, I think there's usually some intent involved. We were more of an accident. Victims of circumstance, right place right time, et cetera et cetera.
But, thanks.
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accident works too though. for a mvoie. an """"act of God"""" heavy quote fingers
also u should know im now the proud owner of what i think iiiis a corset? 👙 payback for the cow. im not sure where my head goes. or why there's buckles
crawls back here crying i'm so sorry
You weren't watching Rocky Horror again, were you. Or thinking of it. Easy answer.
And: buckles are for various things, depending on where they're situated. I'll illuminate this for you further if you'd like. (Nice emoticon if a little inaccurate for traditional corsetry.)
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illuminate me
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Placement of straps on this particular corset?
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Bottom straps are for the bells.
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Tried it on yet?
1/2
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We will be less physically, more metaphorically square, yes.