comings and goings

Gosh.. looking back over my last few musings I realise what a Blog Bore I've become. I mean... gawd.. who want's to hear all about my lovelife.

Haven't you got lovelives of your own to go too!!!???

So, I'm gonna try and resume normal cheeky service for a while. I say 'try', but I'm still so hung up on my new man-thing. When he's with me, I can't explain, he just literally takes my breath away.

Hmmm, what's this tree trunk of a Tgirl been up to then. Mad things. Went up Oxford Street looking to buy a conservative party dress to get me through xmas (yes, fellas.. they DO exist) along with a little top and frock. Found a lovely rusched skirt in Mexx - can u believe they didn't have a 12 left in stock!! Back on the street I caught sight of a ridiculously sexy black faux leather dress in a tiny shop window.. and fell in love with it straight ways.

Strange really, just the sort of thing I wouldn't normally be seen dead in (ok, perhaps half dead with a pair of cold coins wodged into my eye sockets) but - how do those delicious Italian designers express it?? - it spoke to me.

I confess - It's wayyyyyyyyy to young for me, great shiny zip running bottom to top right up the middle and it's soooo damn short.. nothing left to the imagination. BF drooled when I modelled it for him but warned me (quite seriously) that I'd be done for indecency the minute I stepped out into the street, even with all my bits taped and tucked... eeeeeeeek!