Mmm...
good porn on a beautiful morning.
Bellydance rehersal went wonderfully, and not just because I'm a little bit in love with Selena and her pants kept slipping down to reveal the top 3 or 4 inches of her g-string. Also, I'm getting my own costume.
Remember these? Well, I don't have my own, that's Selena's I'm wearing there. It is too small, hence my protruding belly. The one I'm getting is custom made and will be a different color so as to be more versatile and match Alexis. So it'll look like
this, but be more like
this color. And will actually fit me. It's costing me 235 dollars, which I am reluctant to part with (only 2 and half more paychecks before I'm unemployed again), but then I'll be set for all future performances. Oh, and we're a troupe. I didn't know this, but we are being billed as a "troupe of [Yasmina's] students called Yasmina's Yems." So yey.
I got my Miles bracelet. *kisses it*
Meanwhile, my brother has discovered
tricks with hats dot com. Gods save us all.