Yes people it has become a fascination to such an extend we're no longer satisfied doing it indoors. Yesterday night we took it all one step further: WE WENT PUBLIC ON HEELS !!!
After having gone out for dinner with a collegue of mine and a very dear friend, Davy and me were considering going out at night. We were thinking about the local gay-club, right around my corner, but we didn't really feel like it ... You know those nights, it itches but the things you're used to do aren't satisfactory any longer.. Wel this was one of them. So first we went to that local "festival des atroces": FUGLY FUGLY F-U-G-L-Y P*E*O*P*L*E !!!!!
We drank two beers and bought the DJ a water since he helped us with the name of a song we adored, and left the building. We felt like two 24ct diamonds in a plastic bag filled with urine.
At home i was doubting if i'd put my lenses out, when suddenly Davy gave a subtle hint he'd brought his digital camera and his drag-heels that had arrived earlier that week. Next thing we knew we were strolling the pavement taking pics at an incredible rate, giggling, screaming, hiding, nearly pooping our panties at times hahahaha!
After having gone out for dinner with a collegue of mine and a very dear friend, Davy and me were considering going out at night. We were thinking about the local gay-club, right around my corner, but we didn't really feel like it ... You know those nights, it itches but the things you're used to do aren't satisfactory any longer.. Wel this was one of them. So first we went to that local "festival des atroces": FUGLY FUGLY F-U-G-L-Y P*E*O*P*L*E !!!!!
We drank two beers and bought the DJ a water since he helped us with the name of a song we adored, and left the building. We felt like two 24ct diamonds in a plastic bag filled with urine.
At home i was doubting if i'd put my lenses out, when suddenly Davy gave a subtle hint he'd brought his digital camera and his drag-heels that had arrived earlier that week. Next thing we knew we were strolling the pavement taking pics at an incredible rate, giggling, screaming, hiding, nearly pooping our panties at times hahahaha!
Crossing the street right outside my appartement. A few clever ones noticed immediately what was going on of course... A so-called "woman" in a veil with sunglasses at 2 in the night.. Fishy!
Victoria Beckham sneaking out of the abortion clinic, but unwantedly discovered by circulating papparazzi.
6-inch heels can even bring the most stable amongst us bitches in an unstable position. She nearly smacked her head into the window. Would have been loads of fun though...
HARRASSED
CHASED
ASSAULTED
ON DIOR WEDGES ACROSS A BLOOD-SMEARED PAVEMENT
-TRASH-
THE ATTITUDE POSE
WHAT ON EARTH ????? C'EST QUOI CA?
LADY DI THE NIGHT BEFORE SHE GOT SCREWED BY THE PAPPARAZZI IN THAT TUNNEL...
No comment...
Is that Marge Simpson? Tall hair, striking the insecure pose... Reminds me of Angelina Jolie when she was an ambassador for UNICEF or whatever charity it was again... She was always wearing mainline collections while starving children were pulling her skirts for milk (au naturel). This could be a pic in which she pretends to really care.
The nipplegate-scandal all over again.
Grouching tiger, hidden cokehead...
TrAsH MOMENTO
ALMOST GOING DOWN...
Having trouble stretching my knee, now that my knee-cap was missing... But hey you don't hear me complain! We had like... SO MUCH FUN!
The way back to the condo we started having our doubts if this wasn't a bridge too far. I felt like I did something perverted that wasn't right, and I didn't even wear heels on the way to the quay where we shot these gorgeous series, Davy did!
Maybe this was a one-time thing so cherish these precious ones, ok?
>LOVE YOU ALL<
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