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I went to the opening night of the Seattle Erotic Art Festival last night. It was a subdued affair; they were only running at 60% capacity due to COVID, and there seemed to be fewer art pieces than usual. But it was nice having space to walk, and the eye candy on the other attendees, which is a large part of why I go, was as wonderful as ever. Fave art pieces:
But! This year's SEAF had something extra: what turned into a first date. The lady in question, K until further notice, was there with her friend and co-worker Pop Star. They work at a certain non-profit that's under constant threat of legal & physical attack to which I've donated money regularly. They had some hair-raising tales of the difficulties they face, especially on a national level, but their morale is also high.
Let me tell you about K: she's almost exactly my age, petite & zaftig with a cheerfully elfin face, thick brunette hair, and hazel eyes. We have an uncanny amount in common: we both raised sons with ADHD who are now in their early twenties. We both love London. We have certain... tastes in common that I'm reluctant to put online at all, not to mention those that only go in locked entries.
She put her hands on me a few times. There was an illicit, maskless kiss by the coat check right before we split up. She texted me good night with a photo. Yeah, I'm grinnin' like a fool. But I really should get some sleep before I text her again.
Oh: the next SEAF will be in the spring, as it's always been. The mad planning scramble starts now. I have that from a volunteer who seemed dazed by the prospect.
SFDs: I wore my Jestress outfit with hat, black & white horizontally striped tights and Bloomin' Fabulous boots, so I stood out among all the fetish wear. K's SFDs: silver brocade corset from London, black leggings with a snakeskin texture, and more sensible boots than I usually wear to SEAF.
- GarthVG, "VG0111285" – A photo of a nude woman reclining on a bench in wooded parkland. Her head and shoulders are obscured by the red umbrella she's holding, and there's red smoke coming out from underneath the umbrella. For those who don't know, a red umbrella is also the symbol of the sex workers' rights movement. I can't help but wonder if there's a connection.
- Joseph Gilbert, "A GOOD, HARD CHOKE" – A cartoon of a woman in a garage grumpily trying to repair a gasoline-powered vibrator. It was hilarious, not least because of the copious details.
- Matthew-Mary Caruchet, "Mahogany in Purple" – A nude woman with a penis, reclining and holding a bottle of beer – executed in leaded stained glass, with a medieval gargoyle at the woman's shoulder. I love a nice mash-up.
- Armene, "Balance" – A photo of a nude woman on all fours, except that each of her limbs is inside a long, slender white cone. A fifth such cone is on her head covering her eyes. It's a simple composition against a white background, but arresting.
But! This year's SEAF had something extra: what turned into a first date. The lady in question, K until further notice, was there with her friend and co-worker Pop Star. They work at a certain non-profit that's under constant threat of legal & physical attack to which I've donated money regularly. They had some hair-raising tales of the difficulties they face, especially on a national level, but their morale is also high.
Let me tell you about K: she's almost exactly my age, petite & zaftig with a cheerfully elfin face, thick brunette hair, and hazel eyes. We have an uncanny amount in common: we both raised sons with ADHD who are now in their early twenties. We both love London. We have certain... tastes in common that I'm reluctant to put online at all, not to mention those that only go in locked entries.
She put her hands on me a few times. There was an illicit, maskless kiss by the coat check right before we split up. She texted me good night with a photo. Yeah, I'm grinnin' like a fool. But I really should get some sleep before I text her again.
Oh: the next SEAF will be in the spring, as it's always been. The mad planning scramble starts now. I have that from a volunteer who seemed dazed by the prospect.
SFDs: I wore my Jestress outfit with hat, black & white horizontally striped tights and Bloomin' Fabulous boots, so I stood out among all the fetish wear. K's SFDs: silver brocade corset from London, black leggings with a snakeskin texture, and more sensible boots than I usually wear to SEAF.
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Date: 2021-10-31 11:01 am (UTC)From: