Lauren Richards
10-10-2005, 11:04 PM
Put on the micro tights and pads, corset and body shaper, then got dressed in my favorite black "business woman" short skirt and quickly put on some makeup and mascara. Then my wig, which needed a little brushing. Planned just to walk to the curb and take out the trash, but once there, kept going.
It was misting lightly, as it often does here in the Northwest, and in the early evening hours just past sunset, the umbrella kept my hair dry, and allowed me a little extra security. Walked facing traffic, and the umbrella was great when lowered to where I could see headlights, but not the windshield of on-coming traffic. Figured they could see me, but not all of my face. Bashful me.
Ended up walking ten blocks to the local supermarket, and walked thru the parking lot, then came back walking right past the entry doors. Anyone could have gone in, or come out. There were cars coming & going in the parking lot, and a man sitting on a bench right in front of the store. I spotted him too late to change direction without bringing attention to myself, and so I walked right past him as if I owned the sidewalk. I was walking on air, not concrete at that moment.
It is a long walk home when you get ten blocks away with no other way back but walking; and worth every step in my low heel 12W shoes. I love this time of year!
Lauren
It was misting lightly, as it often does here in the Northwest, and in the early evening hours just past sunset, the umbrella kept my hair dry, and allowed me a little extra security. Walked facing traffic, and the umbrella was great when lowered to where I could see headlights, but not the windshield of on-coming traffic. Figured they could see me, but not all of my face. Bashful me.
Ended up walking ten blocks to the local supermarket, and walked thru the parking lot, then came back walking right past the entry doors. Anyone could have gone in, or come out. There were cars coming & going in the parking lot, and a man sitting on a bench right in front of the store. I spotted him too late to change direction without bringing attention to myself, and so I walked right past him as if I owned the sidewalk. I was walking on air, not concrete at that moment.
It is a long walk home when you get ten blocks away with no other way back but walking; and worth every step in my low heel 12W shoes. I love this time of year!
Lauren