So, one of the many perks to this job is that any day I wish, I can make into Halloween. I get to dress in costumes, do weird things with my hair and make-up, and it's fine. How many people have jobs where they can wear a plastic dress, thigh high boots, and tease their hair up into the stratosphere, pile on the make-up, and not get written up?
Today, I felt like playing dress up, so I rocked a totally different look than I usually do. Big hair, tons of make-up, and topped it all off with dark blue(yes, blue) lipstick.
The first boytoy that came to see me today was a newbie to me, but not to the local pro domme scene. When I opened the door looking most UNLIKE any of the pics he'd ever seen of me, I was worried he might be unpleasantly surprised. Nope. He loved it. WShew!!! Next test: a man who's seen me at least a dozen times in the past few months came over and....he did NOT like it. He wasn't rude, but he said he preferred "the real Stormy" . But, if I like doing it, and enjoy doing it, doesn't that make it the "real me"? Oh well. I can't please everyone all the time. But, I do like to fit people's fantasies as much as I can, so I made a mental note not to do anything dramatically different next time he visits.
Today's song is:
Sorry about the sheer ridiculousness of the video. Why take a great song and put a stupid-ass video to it? Oh well.
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