Night Work

[poliphilo]

I'm waking- but not getting up- with the sun. Last night I dreamed I was at an artistic party where everyone- including myself-  was dressed in rubber or pvc. I also had a dream about the old vicarage in Cambridge where I lived for three years in the1970s- which is unsurprising because I had gone to sleep trying to remember how the rooms were laid out and which way the staircase ran. In my dream the house was haunted. 

Comments

[michaleen.livejournal.com]

As fetishes go, I've never understood the fascination with rubber. Then again, I suppose that when it comes to such things observation and acceptance is as close to understanding we outsiders are likely to come.

I must also say that, with the juxtaposition of an avant garde PVC party and a haunted vicarage, the mind tends to boggle.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I don't get rubber either. Or garter belts or stillettos or any of those things. Cut the frills and just give me some naked skin...

[michaleen.livejournal.com]

Me too.