Vixen In Leather Pants
I can only think of two times in my life when I was clearly a vixen, and I have to admit, both times were really fun! I should do it more often, I'm just lazy or something.
In San Antonio, for a time I was casually seeing J., who played in a band and had the best house ever. After it was clear we had the chemistry of friendship, not romance, we still hung out and I would have totally moved into his house, because J. was so cool and had a house tricked out like a 60's Rat Pack bar. This is a picture of me on his bed:
Yes, he had mirrors on the ceiling. But this story is before that time. I went to see J.'s band play and as sometimes happens when you see a band play, I wore slightly more vixen-ish clothing than I did in my everyday life, namely black leather pants and a sassy shirt. (Sassy = cleavage.)
After he played and came down to me in the audience, he ran into a girl that turned out to be the sister of a girl he had recently been seriously involved with, and who it seems was not quite ready for the relationship to be over. J. has good manners so of course he introduced me to the sister, and whoo boy, she took one look at the leather pants and cleavage and she did NOT like what she saw. She did that whole, "Oh my gosh, it's so good to meet you (whore), isn't the band great (whore), J. is such a great guy (whore)" etc. You know the type. I mean, can't say I blame her, but still. She made me out to be such a vixen! It was pretty fun.
This was also the night I refused to hug J. because he was all sweaty after being on stage. Sometimes I am an idiot.
J. and I are still in touch despite my idiocy and I still love his house. I'm really lucky that most of the guys I've been involved I'm still friendly with, because even if things don't work out romantically, they are still awesome people I am really happy to know. Unfortunately, I can't zip up these leather pants these days. But, I got a trainer at a gym for strength-training, and my goal is to zip up those pants again!
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I love this...
You have remained friends with most of these past guys, because YOU are an awesome person.
I had a white leather mini....it must have been a size 0. No way in hell could a trainer get me back there.
GOOD luck and have Fun!!!!
BBS, I bet you looked hot! I have worn size zero....never. Maybe in utero.
Seriously, that's a funny story and I love that you're hitting the gym. I'm exercising, too, and my old energy is coming back. Maybe I'll be me a pair of leather pants soon! ;)
Bet the cleavage was a distracting factor though, LOL!
Sweaty hugs are grim, no regrets darling. You still remember it all with a smile, yes? ;-)