Can’t a Bitch Wear a Dress in Peace?
I appreciate the compliments, but I don’t like being prodded for information as a result of my chosen attire. Do I have plans tonight? What a silly question. I’m Kat; I have plans every night. However, I am wearing a dress because my ass has grown too big for most of my pants, and I haven’t felt moved to lose the weight yet. Too much information? Shit, you asked…
Vagina dentata!/What a wonderful phrase/Vagina dentata!/Ain’t no passing craze
Last night I killed a bottle of bourbon with a good friend and watched the critically-acclaimed movie (not really), Teeth, starring no one you’ve heard of or will ever see again. This movie requires both people and alcohol for an enjoyable viewing experience, but gawd-damn it’s great when they’re all in place. I won’t spoil it, but I will say that any gross images crossing your mind as you ponder seeing this movie, you will find in this movie.
Pictures from the Wedding
There are many pictures from many sources to document my first and last wedding party experience, unless Claire goes insane and gets married too. (Keeping fingers crossed for the opposite.) These two are from the first batch. I’ll make a flickr set when I get more.
Claire and Kat wearing normal clothes:
(Some guy we picked up off the street with) Claire and Kat wearing… pink:
