devil in a blue dress

i am either suffering from report-block or am mindnumbingly under-motivated. you choose. regardless, it apears that an update to my lesser known but apparently more popular blog is in order. lucky you.

this post, i must warn you, is about undies. and frilly ones at that. i used to have very utilitarian underclothes. i still do, but there have been some recent additions. on saturday, my roomie and i went shopping and i bought loads of girly things. fun, froufy, even downright sexy lingerie. as well as another bikini. heaven forbid. this means that for my three-week gallivanting tour around southern europe in late august, my beachwear consists of two bikinis. better watch those sausages if i don't want to scare off the local wildlife! on the other hand, good way to ensure privacy on the beach. ;)

what has europe done to me?? i am not sure people back home will recognize me. not that i am going to prance around in nothing but my new fancy shmancy underwear (get your mind out of the gutter, mr. s.h., you dirty whore), but my heretofore plain jane wardrobe has also been updated. i am now the proud owner of nice, dressy, going-out clothes perfect for a dinner date, night on the town, and such. hmmm, that does involve finding dates, and therein lies the problem; rather hard to meet people in my home city. however, no dating also means no chance of anyone but me seeing the frilly new underthings for a good long time. c'est la vie.

if ever i didst findeth a worthy male... =)