A little while ago, Mols and I set up a barter for bondage themed accessories.  I like to think that she is enjoying her harness/holster as much as I am enjoying this body chain.  It’s like the perfectly dainty “cover up” to an exposed back at work.

If you were to ask me what my deal was with all the chains, I wouldn’t be able to tell you. The same goes for cuffed jeans. Something about rolling your pants up passed where they should be has always been appealing.  Probably because of how I associate the action with preparing to play in the mud.

*Eli Porter pause for my memories of summertime as a doe-eyed youth without bills to pay*

Back when I wore this, someone came up and asked if they were supposed to attach a leash to me.  You can imagine how awkward the rest of that conversation was.

AA U-neck dress, Colonial Madness boots, body chain courtesy of Lil’ Molly Cake

I just got back from running errands with dudeguy and spending money on stuff I really didn’t need.  I HATE when that happens…although I WAS looking to get a light denim cover-up for summer…and I really do like horizontally striped sweaters…and I do like that color turquoise, so that vintage cropped jacket was ok…and who can say no to the famed VS rompers of yesteryear…and everyone loves a crop top (especially when it has a racing stripe in that beloved shade of turquoise)…in fact, the only thing I planned to get was some elastic for a new project that I’m working on that cost all of $6.  I managed to pick that up, too.

I am a hot ass mess right now.  Really.

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