...surprise bride

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

I popped out tonight; back to the....I would guess you call it a dressmakers shop for want of a better phrase.

The lovely Carmen , Heather & Ruth once again very buoyant & charming. Sort of gives warm, hope that some women are accepting of our peculiarity's. Once again nice to try stuff on, sample a glass of wine & have a joke. Makes for a pleasant evening. Guilty & paranoia free window shopping.

I got a photo tonight , before the camera went down. Big dress. Not the usual "Lara, hide in the back ground, black" either.
Well it was laying around in the shop , so you get to thinking ,I wonder, well why not just have a look , next moment your struggling with a zip.

So I have reached rung two of the trans-cliche' ladder. A climb I promised myself I would never ascend. Oh well, to err is human To her is no excuse.

One thing tonight that did surprise me. I deliberately walked the quarter mile back from the shop to the car. No cover ups. I appear to have survived. I'm sure I'll find this a bad move when I reflect upon it in the morning.


Pandora Caitiff said...

Is the little dressmakers shop like the fancy dress shop from Mr Benn?

As if by magic, the shopkeeper appeared. *ping!*
"What can I do for you today?" she asked.
"I think today, the bridal gown," said Miss Tyg...

alan said...

I see no error at all...