||[Oct. 14th, 2006|08:10 pm]
Whole lotta labia.
|[||how ya feelin'?
Programs? Finished. Menus? Finished. Stupid little menu stands stained? Check. Corset garters attached? Done and done. Still finishing up some of the corset stuff, my seamstress was able to pin where it sticks out into the sheer embroidery so I can shorten the back. Oh, and at the final fitting? The waist needs to be taken in an inch. Me? Fuck, no. Corset? You betcha. Gotta love corsets. So the BWC continues apace.
To celebrate? Indian food and Team America, World Police. Because nothing says "I'm gettin' married" quite like vomiting puppets with full frontal nudity.
America. Fuck, yeah.