How much trouble are skirts? I was wearing a skirt today. And why not? The weather was perfect and I was going to lunch with some workmates. So I put on my new short, grey skirt. Its not short short. Its sensible business length, and I teamed it with fashionable green heels and a flirty white top, with thick diagonal yellow and green stripes.
Getting into the car showed me some potential problems that I'd be facing as the day progressed. See, I nearly pulled a Britney Spears. Getting out, I DID pull a Britters! Thankfully noone was around to see it.
And it got me thinking. Which can be seriously dangerous. Travelling on stairs, calves must be touching at all times. Getting into/out of a car is difficult. You need to put one leg in, then kinda sit on the edge of the seat and bring your other leg in, before rotating into position. When I'm in a skirt, I have to do everything differently. I even have to walk differently. Because if I fall over I'm going to make a whole bunch of people go blind!
Everything that your legs do in a skirt, they have to do it together. Which just isn't something I'm into. Don't get me wrong. I'm not promiscuous. But I'm a jeans girl. i'm the girl who sits at the bar, with each leg wrapped around the legs of the bar stool. I run up stairs with my knees apart. I sling one leg into the car, before getting comfortable, and then I bring righty in. Legs apart the whole time. You can't do that in a short skirt. If you even tried you'd make Britters look like a nun. You even have to sit differently! Thighs, knees, calves and ankles must be touching the entire time you're sitting. Its like you're posing for your damned class photos all over again!
So today was a lesson in decorum. And I passed. With flying colours. Honestly, I'm surprised.
Have you ever noticed how people check out other people when they're alone? Its deliberate nonchalance. I was walking to lunch with the GalPal and there was a hottie waiting by himself outside some door. I noticed as we walked up and decided to play it cool. He was watching the scenery and I knew he'd spot me soon. My legs have toned up really well with all the dancing I do, and the weight I've lost, so I knew he'd cop a good look at them. And as I went passed I snuck a glance at him, you know, casually, only not.
And we made eye contact. He looked a little bit stunned. I'm not sure why. I didn't even have my boobs out! So we did our 'casual' thing of sliding our gazes over each other. But we both knew we were checking each other out. Its funny the way we work.
So I have these two new blogs. I made an offer and it was thrown back in my face. So now I have a few new blogs that I won't give up, and I have no idea what to do with. I'm using one for posting forwards, funnies and pics of hot guys. If anyone wants to put something in, email it to me.
As for the other one... currently its in lockdown. I guess I'll keep it in case I ever want to use another blog for something.
Oh, and before I forget. This weekend is smut weekend. If you don't want to read it, or you're sensitive, then stay away over the weekend and Monday. You have been warned and/or teased...