They sent me an advert on Facebook and it was for a high shine suit. I had to buy! It’s arriving this week.
The only worry I have is that it says in the reviews “runs small” and “no stretch on the fabric” on the sizing and even though I’m now a 36″ waist it’s a close thing. I’m not a belted 36 (which is my eventual aim).
It might not fit me now, but soon?
As you well know I have a huge penchant for shiny formal wear!
Normally I will always try and find alternative work (usually very successfully) when my work falls through. However, when today’s work fell through I really did feel like having a “sod them all” day.
I went home, changed, and my lady and I went to Rufford, near Ollerton. I’ve always loved Rufford. The birds there are amazing.
Plus the squirrels can be quite cute too.
That afternoon I met a guy to look at a new unit. I need something more suitable for my line of work, and then I popped down to my old one and packed a few items. I’ve sorted my stage wardrobe rail out (I keep spare stagewear down there) and charity bagged some old suits.
I’m really pleased this outfit fits me though. I always loved wearing PVC jeans and might just have to drag them out again. These are 36″ waist ones – the ones I used to wear onstage with FTM were 40’s.
Tonight is Astronomy Club. I’ve got a busy few nights ahead to be honest – tomorrow is a public viewing evening and I’m on the ‘scope. Saturday is a big gig – a wedding in Hull.
It was my mate’s 50th yesterday. He wanted to go and see Rocky Horrors and so we took him to the Lyceum to see the touring production.
He was ferried in style…
Apparently he’d never been in a Jag before, so when he asked to sit in the drivers seat I obliged if course!
His chosen meal was tapas (is that pronounced tapas or tapas? I’m never quite sure…). I’ve never had it before, and I must say I rather enjoyed it. Hannah wasn’t quite as big a fan though – just because tapas isn’t really her thing.
The comments on our outfits were great! Wayne in pvc jeans, latex top and mesh shirt; me in the ASOS PVC suit… Truly magnificent as we walked across Sheffield.
Upon arriving at the Lyceum, of course, you feel totally normal as you’re surrounded by loads of men in drag, white y-fronts, gold hot pants, and other such outfits from the musical.
We had a great view of the stage from our seats (G7 to G9)
The performance was very good, although I have to say I wasn’t over impressed with Eddie/Dr Scott as a performer. He was good, but just not great.
Philip Franks was the narrator this time. Very very good, and very responsive to the heckles. Some great comebacks!
The funniest comment about the PVC suit did come during the interval from another theatregoer – “I just want to polish you, but then you’ve got ice cream and I’m lactose intolerant so it’s all wrong”.
Hannah said she’d spread ice cream all over the sirs just to keep her off me!
The performance finished about quarter to ten which meant we were actually home fairly early. Which was good. The PVC suit needed peeling off!
After much contemplation, I decided to take the plunge last night and head off to Asylum alone. Hannah wasn’t feeling too great but she demanded I go and meet up with my fetish friends before Christmas.
The order of the day was my PVC suit, combined with the sprout shirt. I’d been daring the look for a while, but this was it’s first public outing.
Sadly, the problem with wearing such a daring outfit to a fetish night is that nobody notices or comments on it!