I bought sky high stripper heels as a request from a regular of mine. To be fair, he did buy me a pair of pink ones that are on their way, but I was excited and clear ones match everything, of course.

Practice makes perfect with these monsters.

I’m tottering around everywhere trying to keep balance in my tiny skirt. Its definitely a sight for who ever watches me at the grocery store, the post office and else where.

Its pretty hard to be taken seriously, which makes me both frustrated and wet.

I read in….I think it was something about habits for successful people….that if you think something about someone, and keep treating them that way, they will become that thing. For good or bad.

I wonder how long it will be before I become as dumb as they think I am?