Ravings of a Random Mind...

Alice's Mother : Where is your corset? And no stockings! Alice : I'm against them. AM : But you are not properly dressed. A : Who's to say what's proper? What if it were agreed that "proper" meant wearing a codfish on your head? Would you wear it? AM : Alice. A : To me a corset is like a codfish. Honestly, I am of two minds on what is "proper" dress. 1. One should dress appropriate to the season, venue, and event; one should dress appropriate to one's body type. [i.e., leggings are not pants - the outline of your genitalia should be covered in public; grown men should not wear short pants in the City; do not wear hiking gear to the Opera or Ballet; socks and sandals are just plain out - pick one and stick with it; belly-bands, whale-tails, rear-cleavage (of either gender), undergarments (thongs, whale-tails, bra straps, knickers) should be covered (the occasional waistband while reaching or bending is going to happen, but should be mi

Haven't written much in quite awhile - not because I haven't anything to say, but more motivation/timing. Random blog ideas pop into my head, but by the time I get home and read my (sometimes) emailed notes, the fury/inspiration/drive to put pen to paper (or fingers to keys) has vanished. No more. With the Blogger mobile app, posts should revert to their former abundance. Huzzah!