Finished up at a #kink event, not as many folks as I usually tie up, but that just meant I could tie up the same folks in different ways throughout the night. The alpaca wool got a field test with a sensory focused bottom: "Soft, squishy, and sorta pokey but in a soft way not a bad way. Reminds you that it's there and you're not going anywhere." and "Is there going to be more?"
Tonight had an enforced dress code "kink formal." It's really just an excuse to dress up. I am often in my typical cargo pants + crop with complimentary jewelry, carabiners, rope, etc. but I feel like I should diversify. Please feel free to leave your #FashionAdvice suggestions in the comments! I'll try to publicly model looks that I think I can pull off.
I do like the nights where more scenes are happening around. Some of them are delightfully whimsical. And some are just plain impressive. Some #impact tops can just go on for hours with regular rapid fire beats that is basically music at that point.
There was also a raffle. I won one of the groups of items. I stuffed mine into a random cup. The items aren't the kind of things I would get much use out of myself. *shrugs*
Then, I get home, let the dogs out as per their ritual. Unlike their ritual, they start awooing, alerting the neighborhood to some critter. Past midnight, below freezing, and I'm plodding through icy snow in not even close to enough clothing or appropriate shoes. And that's the story of why I'm currently chilly instead of asleep.


