22 August - Tartan & Old kilts
So, he seemed very positive about the powers of the tiny red kilt and shortly after I wore it in the flat (basically only had time to step into where S. was sitting) and S could have practically come just watching me walk towards him. So now it's my lucky skirt you see? And I bought some other tiny tartan skirt in blue, but red is best. More traditional. Once I brought it to his house and said it wasn't fair that he never wore a skirt and lo and behold he went scavenging in his wardrobe and produced a manly kilt he'd worn at a friend's wedding, and boy did I enjoy giving him a few whacks on his derriere. The moment he was in a skirt he was no longer my big SAS soldier but... my bitch basically. One day he'll open that little purse they wear at the front (sorry what's it called?) and find a note from two years back... I also remember I had borrowed some poptastic red vinyl buckled platforms boots by Pam Hogg but they did nothing for S. Only the skirt. I know some women are awkward with skirts, but trust me and make it short, even if you have Cherie Blair legs. It works.
2 Comments:
At 6:18 PM, Anonymous said…
Oh, Lisa, cherie, that was hilarious. Have never read a woman write like you. Aren't we lucky? At 40-something, you can wear an itsy-bitsy skirt. A red one at that. Keep it up, sister.
At 1:52 AM, Lisa Taylor said…
the itsy bitsy skirt is only for indoors! which is a shame as believe me, am bursting to be 18 again. And i forgot to say it's either legs or cleavage. never the two together or you get Jordan.
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