After months or maybe years of not being able or willing to make it, I finally went to Pho Goth & Die near Broadway. I got to meet Goths I'd never met before - who promptly tried to get me involved in running the Gothic Pride organization. I didn't commit, but they seem like a perfectly nice bunch. Yeah, about half of us started merrily discussing our kinks; waddaya want in a group like that?
Went to Frankie & Jo's vegan ice cream across from the Merc. The cardamom flavor is even better than what I had in Sydney. If the Tickler doesn't know about this, she needs to, because she can't do dairy without unpleasant consequences.
The highlight of the evening, though, was on the way out of Capitol Hill station. There was a stunning, much younger woman in front of me on the escalator. I may have stopped climbing because oh my. I'd describe her look as Conventionally Pretty Corporate Straight Woman. Her SFDs: longish eggshell jacket, short straight matching skirt, bare legs, natural-colored suede strappy heels, carefully waved dark hair. My SFDs: Fluevog Half Truths, black hoodie with tails from Mishu, big black Chrome bag, and my Pride flag leggings from Bombsheller. She smiled at me and said, "I love your pants." Turning fifty is working out OK so far.
Went to Frankie & Jo's vegan ice cream across from the Merc. The cardamom flavor is even better than what I had in Sydney. If the Tickler doesn't know about this, she needs to, because she can't do dairy without unpleasant consequences.
The highlight of the evening, though, was on the way out of Capitol Hill station. There was a stunning, much younger woman in front of me on the escalator. I may have stopped climbing because oh my. I'd describe her look as Conventionally Pretty Corporate Straight Woman. Her SFDs: longish eggshell jacket, short straight matching skirt, bare legs, natural-colored suede strappy heels, carefully waved dark hair. My SFDs: Fluevog Half Truths, black hoodie with tails from Mishu, big black Chrome bag, and my Pride flag leggings from Bombsheller. She smiled at me and said, "I love your pants." Turning fifty is working out OK so far.