October

Holy shit it's already October.  Every year I vow that I will pick and prepare my costume before "it's here" but I don't.  What will I be this year?  Last year we attended two parties.  A vanilla one and a very spicy, diverse one.  There was a costume change.  It was so much fun but explaining to our first hosts why we had to disappear before the clock struck midnight was not so much fun so, we, well, just vanished into thin air!

This year we are toying with flying to San Francisco or some other more exotic location.  We attended a party there one year that was fantastically sexy and intimate.  There is a lot to be said for participating in a gathering not knowing a soul.  It is freeing to know that you won't run into an old co-worker or acquaintance who might tell your friends what it is you are really into!  I've always said if I had a super power it would invisibility!  And that's what it feels like to me to not know anyone in a crowd of many.

Now, to get the creative juices flowing, I might watch Barbarella again.  Happy October.