So, gentle reader, I haven't posted in a while and that is really due to the summer shutdown that Vanessa always faces. This is due to a few things but mostly the fact that bright, sunny, long days suck for those of us that like to hide in the shadows and not be noticed. Also, the summer tends to bring out the kind of people that I don't really want to run into. All the narrow-minded losers tend to have things that bring them out...fireworks, events that attract a low-life type of personality...and as such I chicken out.
Now, this doesn't mean that I put away my panties and shut it right down. That is pretty much impossible for me to do and so I still put on nylons/tights as often as I can and dress up at work when I can. And, I'm super happy to announce that I can actually do up a bra behind my back now! Ta da! While this may seem like a big nothing of an achievement, I must remind you that I am not the most petite shoulder flower on the planet and flexibility and I have never been friends. So I'm totally pleased!
Other things have been happening as well. Let's see....hmmmm...well. The maid thing. This is obviously a big thing for me and I have been pretty motivated to attend to making it happen. So, the updates. In the early summer I talked with the SO about this. She said that I could try to do it at our place in the fall. This is good and bad (as usual). The good is...I get to be a maid and getting dressed up is always fantastic. Also, it removes the challenge of having to get painted and drive somewhere. Plus it removes any commute time. The bad is that, my SO, doesn't want me to be the maid, but is allowing it b/c it would be something I could do that is reasonably low risk. Here's my trouble with it. I want to be a maid for someone that appreciates it...that likes it. In an ideal situation, the boss/mistress (not mistress as in having an affair, mistress, as in, female boss of household) would want me to be the maid, be thrilled that she has me as a maid, go to lengths to get me to be her maid. Another aspect of this is that the SO never, ever, ever wants to talk about it. So....when I finally gathered up enough courage to mention it to her in August, I said, "well, it looks like our housekeeper will be starting in Sept." She responded with a short comment and that was it. My birthday was close to that time and, at another time, I mentioned that it would mean so very much to me if she could pick me out a maid outfit for my present....not buy one...just pick it. So, when I bugged her about this later on, she said, "well, I kind of like the look of the housekeeper in "Maid in Manhattan."...she never said this is what I have to get. Anyway, as the day approached, I was really conflicted. I'd be an idiot if I didn't take a chance to dress up and do a bit of cleaning but I resented her failure to even mention it at all. Not one word. If you look way back in my blogs, she once left me instructions when she went away. This time...nothing....so I was pretty grumpy by the time the day was almost there. I did do a few things wrong...I didn't get all shaved the night before which meant I was going to lose an hour in the tub with the razor and I had left some of my important make-up at the office without even knowing....such a blonde. Anyway, the day came, I went out early and came back. The SO had arranged to be away for a decent chunk of the day. I got shaved, opened the make-up kit and nearly crapped in my panties....I thought that I had misplaced stuff but I realized it was at the office. It was pretty sparse and I almost abandoned b/c the last time I got painted without decent make-up, I looked so awful it almost sent me running back to the closet for ever. Anyways, I decided to give it a go and did my foundation and powder...then I thought that I should at least try my brow and eyes...while I was doing that, I thought it looked okay, so I finished. I didn't have any contour, so I looked like I had just fainted but all-in-all, it was tolerable. I threw on my blue work dress, grey hose and black ballet flats and sat down. Funny thing was, I didn't want to clean up b/c I didn't want to do it for the SO. I didn't feel that she deserved such spoiling. So, I checked my facebook and wasted a bit of time. What I really wanted to do was go out shopping or visit one of my fave girls...but, as always, I did the "safe" thing and vacuumed and tidied a bunch. I must say that my inner maid really enjoyed this.
When the SO got back, I just took all my paint and stuff off. She tried to dissuade me from doing it but I didn't have the urge to get into it at that point. Her and I do have to discuss the "terms" of this agreement. Otherwise, I'll go do my maid thing for someone else. This brings up another point that is not great about this arrangement. As I have posted in previous blogs, I really love the idea of being in a situation where Vanessa is real and having a job is one of those things. So, cleaning my own place is one step further away from a job. Being a housekeeper for someone else is WAY more real. But this is a start.
Also on the maid front, I have lost one of my potentials...she's moving...great news for her but I'm sad b/c she was close, had no boyfriend and was cool with it. The only thing with her was that she was not into it...she was just willing to let me.
I did come up with a tantalizing potential idea while I was away. Trying to get hired as a housekeeper at a "gay" hotel. This idea is amazing in theory but the concept of a gay hotel is actually not a reality. Most of the gay positive hotels in Vancouver are chains....Sheraton, etc and so I think that this might not work out. It is a potential and I will look into it a bit.
The office thing is sort of dead right now...I still wear my nylons lots and dresses, bras, heels etc as much as I can but getting fully painted is nowhere on the horizon. My colleague has just completely dropped it and seems so concerned with her world that I don't exist. I can't do anything about that so...I'll make do.
Going out is on the horizon...earlier sunsets makes me happy. This stupid fall is like summer thus far...grrrr. I may make it out this saturday night...we'll see.
When I was on vacation in California a very strange thing happened. I didn't buy any girl stuff! Now, usually, I go nuts in california...LOVE IT! but something has happened in the last while to change things. First of all, I just don't have any shoes that I need....I've got a bunch of basics and there isn't anything that I really covet. So the shoe shopping was lame. The dress/skirt/clothes thing was kind of lame b/c summer fashion and I do not get along and I've become a bit of a Value Village girl. It doesn't make sense for me to go and buy some $100 dress when I can buy fun stuff for 15-25 at Value Village. Also, my style has evolved and I'm more selective about what I buy. This also means I can't just go to Nordstroms and find my look. I've moved more to alternative looks (pinup, burlesque, drag queen, costume) and would need to seek out special stores to find this stuff. Also, the trip was pretty much beach and that does not get me motivated to dress up. I'm cool with this development...my wardrobe is pretty huge right now. I probably need a few more pieces of lingerie, but otherwise, it is just shopping for funky stuff now. and wigs...never have too many wigs...and makeup...always need more makeup.
Oh, almost forgot...a really, really, really big event for me. A while back I noticed that bettie page clothing (which I LOVE) had photos of girls wearing their clothes. I sent a message and asked about and the wonderful people there said for me to send a photo. Needless to say, I did send a photo. I don't have great photos b/c I don't have a tripod but it was not bad...Then...nothing...so, I was a bit bummed but, heck, I'm not a model so I get it...Anyways, I often search my name and my flickr tags on google/bing etc just to see when I come up...it's kind of a kick for me to see my photo pop up on the first page...it's that illicit thrill that I'm out but not actually. Anyway, one time I saw the photo I sent to the Bettie Page folks...so I clicked on it and, presto, http://www.bettiepageclothing.com/photo/customer/vanessa-vaughan...take a look. I could have died! I was so happy and thrilled. Needless to say, I'm a customer for life for them (would have been anyway b/c I love their stuff).
I'm sure I'll remember something as soon as I sign off but until next time...kisses!
