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Parties attended: 3
Nights spent partying: 2
Sexy pirate wenches: 2
Co-workers dressed as condoms: 1
Strange women snogged: 1
DJs squeed at: 3
People amused by my fan girl squeeing at Riz Rollins: 1, namely

staxxy
People disturbed by my costume: at least 1, namely

beaq
People whose costumes disturbed me: at least 1, namely

dagard
Creeps with no clue & grabby hands: 1
Random people with honest questions about transition: a few
Not-so-random people at whom I squeed about surgery: many
Hours danced: a couple, maybe
Costume guess record where the wearers were queer women: 2 for 2
Not queer women: not so good
Burning Man camp mates met up with: 4
Earliest time home: 3
Latest time home: 5
Drinks drunk: Too many.

Current Mood: chipper
Current Location: United States, Washington, Redmond
Current Music: my fluffies in the washing machine

( From this year's Seattle Erotic Art Festival, me as a sister from Our Lady of Perpetual Cleanliness. )

Big thanks to

queenofthenight for cluing me in to this!

ETA: This was taken at the Seattle Erotic Art Festival. Sorry that got lost when I changed from a link to an uploaded screen capture. Ms. Douglas was their lead photographer.

Current Mood: giggly
Current Location: Shangri La

This was easily the best SEAF ever as far as I'm concerned. The highlights:

The new venue in Fremont is spiffy, large enough, and doesn't have the Seattle Center exhibition hall's crummy acoustics.
staxxy came up with a novel way to celebrate my new boobs. Ahem.
Snogs with hot women.
I was once again a sister of Our Lady of Perpetual Cleanliness - nun from the waist up, French maid from the waist down, in black vinyl. I carry my crucifix-feather duster, natch. I consensually dusted many people. Thoroughly.
Pretty, pretty, pretty people. Some of them were even in the art.
Oh yeah, art. My favorite piece was a particular large black & white photo of two nude women, one looking at the camera and slowly exhaling cigarette smoke, the other reaching her arm & leg over the first and kissing her on the neck. It was among the most G-rated artworks in the whole place, but it really spoke to me. Runner up: a loooong montage of dozens of naked people variously engaged, all linked by one long red rope.
I saw aerialists do things to (tall!) poles that I didn't think it was possible to do.

You have just under two hours to get down there, 135 N 35 St. in Fremont. I would have posted earlier, but it took me most of the day to recover.

Current Mood: satisfied
Current Location: my bed in Lhasa
Current Music: KEXP over the air, baby.

I'm glad you asked. The short answer: good. But you don't read LJ for the short answer, do you?

First, it took us until yesterday to nail down a venue because she works weekends, resulting in brief nunly craziness. I suggested coffee as perhaps the most innocent first date option there is, and she suggested a bar in downdown Bellevue. Cool.

So, we ate, drank, and talked for a couple of hours. Yeah, we have some things in common: we've both had to make some hard changes in our lives relatively recently.

The only weird moment for me was when she asked me if I preferred men or women. What I said was, "Women." What I thought was, 'Are you kidding me?' I thought I'd made that clear, but apparently not.

As we were leaving, she asked if she'd see me Thursday night and Saturday at SEAF. Yes, and hell yes.

In the shotgun seat of my car, as I type, is my primary surgery letter. I told Dr. Shrink it should be written in gold leaf.

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Location: Shangri La
Current Music: Scissor Sisters, the Night Work LP

Spent last night at the costume party for the Seattle Erotic Art Festival. Highlights:

leenerella and Cyra's dollhouse! I have to say, what got me most about it was the skewed blinds that Cyra put up in one of the windows. After I saw it the first time, I kept running into people who told me about stuff I'd missed through the windows, so I had to go back to it at least twice.
The ceramic buttocks paper towel dispensers. I wish we had those at work.
The strategically placed art beds. Not only were they gorgeous; because you could sit (and lie, and make out) on them, they're probably the only reason I lasted as long as I did. I think I liked the Captain Nemo bed best as art.
The motorized swans twining their necks.
The stop sign with FAKING in the middle.
leenerella and hubby, both already towering, in black bowler hats. I loved watching the hats float above the crowd.
Showing off the (ahem) new parts.
Peeps! Lots of my peeps, all gussied up.
Seeing a rather nice half-figure nude and thinking, 'I want her hair.'
Eye candy. Duh.
Being told by an old leather bear that my vinyl nun-meets-French-maid outfit was the best leather nun outfit he'd seen in years.
Getting thoroughly stared at by the male half of a well-dressed elderly couple on the way in.

Not too surprisingly, I killed my feet. (You can't pull that outfit off without heels.) The exhibition hall is on the north side of Seattle Center; I parked on the south side. Never have I been more grateful for the fountain lawn in the middle.

ETA: It's free this afternoon. If you haven't gone yet, go!

Current Mood: chipper
Current Location: the Abbey office
Current Music: Cibbo Matto, "Stone"

I just discovered that I probably accidentally recycled my SEAF ticket for Sat. 5/1, but I did so early enough to switch it to will-call.

This weekend: Merc Saturday.

Ganked from

tiff_seattle:

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: the Abbey office
Current Music: U.S.E, "It Is On"

At one point on the way there I was behind two black Priuses. Hi,

trystbat!

At the risk of reading like a Village Voice columnist, I noticed some themes at SEAF this year:

Furry-themed art, and even a few apparent furries. Norwescon goes highbrow?
Shaved heads.
Artists working under what appeared to be Internet nicknames.
Artists from red state towns that I'd never heard of. Look out, Republicans! There's a freak with a nice camera or paintbrushes on your street!

Art faves:

Peter Keresztury — imaginitive resin sculptures with some amazing technique
House of Reeds — best sock monkey ever
Matt Janecek — making a blue dildo look like something out of a soft drink commercial
gmark — vertiginous muses
submissann — photos of a glamorously clad blond thing whose mirror image was all trussed up. Not subtle, but well done and with lots of mass appeal.

I'm going to tranny hell for seeing one of my own in an advanced stage of transition and thinking, 'I'm shorter than you are. Neener, neener, neener!'

Did I see

audiblecell in one piece? I did see

leenerella in the program. I have to touch them now 'cause they're famous.

I can haz bag! I kind of needed it, because all my others are either black or an armadillo. I earned it through much freeway driving: the ramp from I-5S to 520 is closed.

No cash; no clubbing tonight. Aw.

Current Mood: refreshed
Current Location: the Abbey office

Never mind what I'm not doing tonight (partying) and what I was just doing (working). Tomorrow, Nibsmother gets on a plane, uninjured, to go home. With any luck at all I shall have a daytime SEAF excursion, hopefully not alone, and I shall close the deal on a bag. With non-trivial but still minor luck there shall be weeknight clubbing. Oh yes, there shall.

Oh, and Frost/Nixon is pretty good. Nibsmother brought it. It's the kind of movie about real events that makes me want to find out what really happened.

Current Mood: hopeful
Current Location: the Abbey office
Current Music: a BBC TV show theme from the '70s

I've been pulling weeds and chopping down dead bushes and planting and cleaning and cleaning and cleaning in preparation for Nibsmother's visit. I've already whined that I'll be missing SEAF, but roughly as bad will be missing the SEAF afterparties. Yeah, they start at my usual curfew time anyway, but they've got a good local DJ lineup. Those of you with techno proclivities - oh yes, I know who you are - might want to check it out. The flier I saw at the Mercury made me squee.

Silver lining: Nibsmother leaves on Sunday afternoon, in time for me to catch a disco nap and go to Flammable at Re-bar, which I don't get to very often and which Nibs will owe me with interest by that point.

Current Mood: accentuating the positive
Current Location: the Abbey office
Current Music: Radiohead, "Airbag"

Nibsmother will be in town the same weekend as the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival. This sort of thing seems to happen to SEAF & me fairly often, according to LJ entries past. If I can't go, some of you need to go for me. Too bad

motherofangels isn't within driving distance. She requested a catalog a couple of years ago, and I was happy to send it.

Current Mood: Aw, mayunn.
Current Location: the Abbey office
Current Music: Telepopmusik, "Breathe"

So I popped into the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival for an hour this afternoon. It's a good show as always, and it was much busier than it's been on past Sunday afternoons. Conversation when I got home:

Me: I saw lots of people I know there.
Nibs: OK.
Me: Uh, in the art, that is.
Nibs: Gah!
Me: Actually, they looked really good.

That's such an understatement it's criminal. Shout outs to a certain redhead, St. Labia, and the lady in the hat with the camera. Oh my!

Next year I'm going to SEAF either Friday or Saturday night. It would have been much more fun with friends, and who can say no to walking eye candy?

Current Mood: Woohoo!
Current Location: the Abbey office
Current Music: the Andrews Sisters, "Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree"

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Entries tagged with seaf

Halloween by the numbers

This is quite possibly the best picture of me ever taken.

Vinyl nun looks at naked people.

"So, Maura, how was your first gay date?"

SEAF!

Saved by my tendency to fidget?

Nun does the Seattle Erotic Art Festival.

weekend salvage

the weekend that won't be

schedule arg

SEAF