What me? Find excuses to dress up? Nah…surely not!
So I enjoyed waggling my toes at the elementary school during ‘Heads, Shoulders, Knees and Toes’ and for extra emphasis on what toes are I happened to wear rainbow coloured toe socks…but me, love to dress up? I don’t know what you’re talking about.
And the fact that half an hour ago I did a striptease for my adult class has nothing to do with the fact that I love to dress up.
I can tell I’m going to have to explain that one! It was a Victorian Striptease!
Ok so last week my adult class were interested in manners and etiquette in England. Stuff like not slurping your noodles. This week I figured on giving them the whole deal, and well, some of the stuff I’ve found whilst wandering Tokyo and Kofu did help somewhat…
Yep I stood there in full skirt with petticoats and an approximated shirt, and my best effort at a corset and blouse affair and when we got onto Victorian dress sense (trust me it does come into manners and ettiquette!) I started the show…no music alas. But many shocked Japanese squeaks…and then when I stopped, wearing more than they saw me in during the summer many Japanese giggles!
I do rather like dressing up I guess 🙂
Oh…the impropriety!
*pokes tongue out at Favourite Uncle*
I can tell I’m going to have to explain that one! It was a Victorian Striptease!
You didn’t… show your ankles, did you? The scandal…
*gasp*
Ankles!!
Scandalous… *faints elegantly*
Girls not only did I show my ankles but my stockings were RED!
*waves smelling salts anxiously beneath the elegantly fainting Lexie*
Ankles?!…Red Stockings?!!!! That’s it, my young fellow-me-jim. Its off to jail for you!!
*giggles* Oh but officer…I have such pretty ankles!
*wafts smelling salts limply under Lex’s nose*
Attempting to get out of gaol by flashing your ankles, eh, miss? Shocking.
I find you guilty, guilty, guilty, of being a harlot of the first degree.
Now, I’m sure we can come to some arrangement regarding sentencing…
*somehow can’t quite bring herself to flash ankles at Archie*
Ten years hard labour, in that case, darling. :-p
*flashes ankles hurriedly*
*considers flashing calves*