If only I'd read Ivy's posts BEFORE coming across her in her fox suit, complete with those silver boots, instead of after. Then again, it was damn hot that day . . .
Yeah, I tried all fucking day to get picked up by BRC Animal Control, no no avail. What the fuck? I mean, who wouldn't want to pick me up in an outfit like that.
And just for the sake of thread drift, I was feeling a little homesick tonight so I started sniffing my (yet to be washed) fur coat. I couldn't resist. So now I'm sitting here with nothing on but my fur coat and a key around my neck and I'm rather missing the playa.