Friday, February 10, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
randomia
"If I had my way we'd sleep every night all wrapped around each other like hibernating rattlesnakes." -- William S. Burroughs, 1914-1997
Well, I'm back, sort of. I'm not really back, in that I no longer have what I need to be a complete rubber doll, due to the depredations of time, skin oils, and so on. I've managed to repair a few things to feed my fetish needs temporarily, but I'm going to have to spend money before I'll be able to really get back into the doll thing again. Unfortunately, I don't really have much disposable income right now. Hopefully later in the year that will improve. In the mean time, the following fantasy has been burning holes in my brain, so I thought I'd get it off my chest, so to speak.
A long time ago, I saw a photograph in a European fetish magazine of performance artist and musician Kembra Pfahler (famed front-woman of cult glampunk band, The Voluptuous Horror of Karen Black) doing some performance or other. Sadly I can't find a copy on the net, so you'll just have to make do with my clumsy description.
She was (as is usually the case) in full body paint/makeup, and nearly nude. In this performance, she had bowling balls taped to her feet, various straps and harness forcing her to move only in strangely restricted and ungainly ways, her arms and hands were strapped, perhaps locked into modified orthopedic braces, and if memory serves (hah!) her hands had been rendered unavailable somehow - I think she had them wrapped up in tape or encased spheres echoing the appearance of her sphere-feet.
I wish I had a copy to show you (or link to), because the image stuck with me. Recently, it resurfaced in a dream and has now taken up a comfortable residence in whatever steamy, psychedelic rave-in-a-dungeon corner of my brain is responsible for generating sexual and fetish fantasies.
I'm always thinking up scenes I might like to do (but haven't done yet), fantasies which would be nice to fulfill some day, and that scene is now appearing in heavy rotation on the projection screen in the smoky back room where my fantasy writers work.
Sadly, this stuff stays fairly hypothetical any more (unless I want to act it out alone) since I don't seem to have the knack of talking my partner into ANY sort of kinky activities, unless I beg and script everything out, thus leaching any surprise, tension, drama, spontaneity or FUN out of the act, so why bother? Well that, and when half or more of the things which turn you ON are direct turn-OFFs for your partner, you're kind of out of luck.
Don't get me wrong, true love is great and all... it's just that True Love isn't NEARLY enough for a depraved, utterly fetish-obsessed, sex addict.
If the reader gets the impression that this latex doll is not in her Happy Place, well, that's true. But hope springs eternal, right? Right?
Well, I edited this post to end on a more upbeat note, moved the description of the scene to the end, and the whiny selfish bitch part to the middle.
So, let me describe to you a rubber doll in a "mobile predicament bondage" scene...
First, the basic doll herself - imagine a "typical" heavy rubber doll with anonymous female features, fully encased, with no clue to the identity (or for that matter, the gender) of the person inside... for today's scene, our doll is dressed in a head to toe latex catsuit (think of your favorite color), a heavy duty posture-enforcing rubber underbust corset (which nicely cups our doll's generous breasts in their fitted cups), a heavy duty posture collar / shoulder piece (think Harald Wilfer Design or similar) which straps to the top of the corset, and the usual accompanying crotch-piece which straps to the bottom of the corset. To add spice and distraction, our doll has been fitted with inflatable toys fore and aft, and is also gagged in some fashion which does not interfere with heavy breathing, since she'll be exerting herself.
So far, this describes a popular rubber doll look which has been seen in many photographs online and in print. Here's an example, I believe the model is Emma Lee:
http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1bpfrcl7U1qzib0lo1_500.jpg
Now here are the bits which make the scene which I have in mind special:
The doll's feet are encased in tightly laced leather ballet-toe boots, each of which in turn, is firmly fixed to a flat base of steel about half an inch thick. (how is yet to be determined, I'm about half way there)
This plate might be any of a number of shapes, but whatever shape is chosen, it must be sufficiently broad and long that: A) each plate weighs 10-20 pounds (depending on how strong our doll's legs are!) and B) the plate adds tremendous stability to ballet boots, making it nearly impossible for the wearer to tip over. Probably the best thing would be rectangles, with rounded corners and edges, and perhaps even some stout foam - like 1/4" neoprene - on the bottom to protect floor finishes and other people's toes. A rubber guard around the hard edge might be a good idea too.
The doll is free to walk about on the two pieces of her "display stand" as much as she can stand. The weight on the legs will result in a fair bit of workout. Of course, if she steps on any toes with those plates! Well, she can be punished for that in whatever way is deemed appropriate, so she'd best watch where she puts her feet, and be cautious about moving around at all.
The boots should be knee high, and the plates equipped with sufficient additional supports for the calf (or just-below-the-knee) such that the ankles are largely relieved of any strain of keeping the lower leg upright. This, combined with sufficient silicone gel padding in the toes, makes relatively long "standing" times possible for the doll. However, the toes will still be punished to some degree, and eventually the doll will need rest. She is welcome to get said rest however she wishes, by sitting on a chair, or even dropping to all fours should the plates be designed to accommodate that. Let's have her wear knee pads over her suit.
The doll's hands are rendered as useless as her feet, or more so, in one of two ways:
1. by inflatable ball mitts or taped-hands-around-the-tennis-ball trick - comfortable and easier, good for longer scenes.
2. by taping the hands to the lightest bowling balls I can find - 8 pounds or so, a child's ball - and encasing them with tape or film so as to be nice round shiny balls. The heavier these balls get the more inclined our doll will be to leave them on the floor rather than try to support their weight or let their weight hang from her shoulders... but she is free to move about as much as she can...
As much as I would like this doll to be blind, with her head encased in say, an inflatable ball-hood, it's more important to me that she be able to move about, and for that to happen with any safety at all, she needs to be able to see, at least to some degree. With practice, perhaps goggles or a hood with restricted vision could be added later.
Now for a real treat, demand that your doll satisfy you sexually while she is dressed like this. That ought to be a challenge!
I could make this happen. The hands are transparently easy.
I've got the ballet toe ankle boots (I'd rather they were knee-high, but ankle boots are what I have, and see again that bit above about braces going up to the knee).
I've already fabricated what were originally intended as weights for the heels of those ballet boots. Those weights could easily be turned into clamps for said heels, and welded to the base plates. That leaves the question of how to fix the toes to the base plate rigidly and securely. I'm working on that, but I probably won't take it seriously until after I have the base plates made.
For clamps / supports at ankle and calf / knee, I'm imagining wide, semi-circular, padded steel clamps which would half-enclose ankle and knee from the rear, being open to the front, and having a wide leather strap to enclose the leg around the front. (the strap completes the circle). The clamps would be attached to the base via welded steel struts. The idea here is to provide brace points at ankle and knee which are rigidly fixed to the base, but which comfortably yet firmly encase and support the leg as well. The whole thing acts not only as an effective, restrictive bondage for the lower leg and foot, but it rigidly supports the vulnerable ankle. It will still be possible to torque the knees if one is careless. I'll need to think about that.
It would be interesting if the lower leg bits could be used as part of a "doll display stand' which would go much further, clamping the doll at each joint, the hips, waist, and perhaps more, utterly and completely immobilizing said doll. Wouldn't be terribly difficult to make -- not for someone as handy as my dollmaker -- and the materials are cheap. It would just be a lot of work, and tedious. Oh great, another pipe dream kink project to add to the many back burners of my creative stove...
Now for real pipe-dream territory, make that "doll display stand" mobile...
* lighten up those base plates a bit by making them thinner (so we have the weight budget for other features) the plates could be as thin as 1/8", or even thinner with stiffening added
* imagine the lower leg braces as a done deal, but add protection for the knee from twisting by a rigid joint with bearings on either side of the knee - just like an orthopedic brace and in fact one might wish to save some time by adopting real orthopedic brace components - so that the knee cannot twist. Now the leg brace bits extend up to the thigh...
* connect the leg braces to a steel body girdle / frame which _does_ allow some limited twisting at the tops of the legs and hips (otherwise the doll has no hope of turning while walking)...
* arm braces... restrictive joints... imagine a framework which you wear, which forces the body inside to move only in stiff, ungainly ways, and with restricted range of motion - mobile bondage which forces the doll to move even more doll- or marionette-like. Different versions could be made for different duties. Think in terms of optional attachments for your doll / housemaid / slave / rubberized walking sex toy.
That would be an ambitious project indeed, and would be a true labor of love for some obsessed individual somewhere... such as whoever constructed the Gynoid Suit for Thierry Mugler!
I am reminded of one of my favorite pieces of fetish fiction, in which a fetishistic submissive is strapped into a gizmo consisting of a wide steel belt which clamps over her corseted waist, and having two vertical curved arms attached at the back which pivot on that belt. The top end of each rocker arm is attached through a pivot to the upper shoulder or arm.
The bottom end of each arm was attached to a cuff encircling the thigh near the knee. The only way the wearer could walk was if they rocked their shoulders back and forth (forward and back) as their legs moved -- they had no choice if they wanted to move their legs! That sounded amusing but to add insult to injury, in that story, the girl wear wearing a lubricated "grope suit" or "grope bra" which slid stimulating little bumps across her nipples every time she rolled her shoulders. The author had a delightfully twisted mind.
Well, I'm back, sort of. I'm not really back, in that I no longer have what I need to be a complete rubber doll, due to the depredations of time, skin oils, and so on. I've managed to repair a few things to feed my fetish needs temporarily, but I'm going to have to spend money before I'll be able to really get back into the doll thing again. Unfortunately, I don't really have much disposable income right now. Hopefully later in the year that will improve. In the mean time, the following fantasy has been burning holes in my brain, so I thought I'd get it off my chest, so to speak.
A long time ago, I saw a photograph in a European fetish magazine of performance artist and musician Kembra Pfahler (famed front-woman of cult glampunk band, The Voluptuous Horror of Karen Black) doing some performance or other. Sadly I can't find a copy on the net, so you'll just have to make do with my clumsy description.
She was (as is usually the case) in full body paint/makeup, and nearly nude. In this performance, she had bowling balls taped to her feet, various straps and harness forcing her to move only in strangely restricted and ungainly ways, her arms and hands were strapped, perhaps locked into modified orthopedic braces, and if memory serves (hah!) her hands had been rendered unavailable somehow - I think she had them wrapped up in tape or encased spheres echoing the appearance of her sphere-feet.
I wish I had a copy to show you (or link to), because the image stuck with me. Recently, it resurfaced in a dream and has now taken up a comfortable residence in whatever steamy, psychedelic rave-in-a-dungeon corner of my brain is responsible for generating sexual and fetish fantasies.
I'm always thinking up scenes I might like to do (but haven't done yet), fantasies which would be nice to fulfill some day, and that scene is now appearing in heavy rotation on the projection screen in the smoky back room where my fantasy writers work.
Sadly, this stuff stays fairly hypothetical any more (unless I want to act it out alone) since I don't seem to have the knack of talking my partner into ANY sort of kinky activities, unless I beg and script everything out, thus leaching any surprise, tension, drama, spontaneity or FUN out of the act, so why bother? Well that, and when half or more of the things which turn you ON are direct turn-OFFs for your partner, you're kind of out of luck.
Don't get me wrong, true love is great and all... it's just that True Love isn't NEARLY enough for a depraved, utterly fetish-obsessed, sex addict.
If the reader gets the impression that this latex doll is not in her Happy Place, well, that's true. But hope springs eternal, right? Right?
Well, I edited this post to end on a more upbeat note, moved the description of the scene to the end, and the whiny selfish bitch part to the middle.
So, let me describe to you a rubber doll in a "mobile predicament bondage" scene...
First, the basic doll herself - imagine a "typical" heavy rubber doll with anonymous female features, fully encased, with no clue to the identity (or for that matter, the gender) of the person inside... for today's scene, our doll is dressed in a head to toe latex catsuit (think of your favorite color), a heavy duty posture-enforcing rubber underbust corset (which nicely cups our doll's generous breasts in their fitted cups), a heavy duty posture collar / shoulder piece (think Harald Wilfer Design or similar) which straps to the top of the corset, and the usual accompanying crotch-piece which straps to the bottom of the corset. To add spice and distraction, our doll has been fitted with inflatable toys fore and aft, and is also gagged in some fashion which does not interfere with heavy breathing, since she'll be exerting herself.
So far, this describes a popular rubber doll look which has been seen in many photographs online and in print. Here's an example, I believe the model is Emma Lee:
http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1bpfrcl7U1qzib0lo1_500.jpg
Now here are the bits which make the scene which I have in mind special:
The doll's feet are encased in tightly laced leather ballet-toe boots, each of which in turn, is firmly fixed to a flat base of steel about half an inch thick. (how is yet to be determined, I'm about half way there)
This plate might be any of a number of shapes, but whatever shape is chosen, it must be sufficiently broad and long that: A) each plate weighs 10-20 pounds (depending on how strong our doll's legs are!) and B) the plate adds tremendous stability to ballet boots, making it nearly impossible for the wearer to tip over. Probably the best thing would be rectangles, with rounded corners and edges, and perhaps even some stout foam - like 1/4" neoprene - on the bottom to protect floor finishes and other people's toes. A rubber guard around the hard edge might be a good idea too.
The doll is free to walk about on the two pieces of her "display stand" as much as she can stand. The weight on the legs will result in a fair bit of workout. Of course, if she steps on any toes with those plates! Well, she can be punished for that in whatever way is deemed appropriate, so she'd best watch where she puts her feet, and be cautious about moving around at all.
The boots should be knee high, and the plates equipped with sufficient additional supports for the calf (or just-below-the-knee) such that the ankles are largely relieved of any strain of keeping the lower leg upright. This, combined with sufficient silicone gel padding in the toes, makes relatively long "standing" times possible for the doll. However, the toes will still be punished to some degree, and eventually the doll will need rest. She is welcome to get said rest however she wishes, by sitting on a chair, or even dropping to all fours should the plates be designed to accommodate that. Let's have her wear knee pads over her suit.
The doll's hands are rendered as useless as her feet, or more so, in one of two ways:
1. by inflatable ball mitts or taped-hands-around-the-tennis-ball trick - comfortable and easier, good for longer scenes.
2. by taping the hands to the lightest bowling balls I can find - 8 pounds or so, a child's ball - and encasing them with tape or film so as to be nice round shiny balls. The heavier these balls get the more inclined our doll will be to leave them on the floor rather than try to support their weight or let their weight hang from her shoulders... but she is free to move about as much as she can...
As much as I would like this doll to be blind, with her head encased in say, an inflatable ball-hood, it's more important to me that she be able to move about, and for that to happen with any safety at all, she needs to be able to see, at least to some degree. With practice, perhaps goggles or a hood with restricted vision could be added later.
Now for a real treat, demand that your doll satisfy you sexually while she is dressed like this. That ought to be a challenge!
I could make this happen. The hands are transparently easy.
I've got the ballet toe ankle boots (I'd rather they were knee-high, but ankle boots are what I have, and see again that bit above about braces going up to the knee).
I've already fabricated what were originally intended as weights for the heels of those ballet boots. Those weights could easily be turned into clamps for said heels, and welded to the base plates. That leaves the question of how to fix the toes to the base plate rigidly and securely. I'm working on that, but I probably won't take it seriously until after I have the base plates made.
For clamps / supports at ankle and calf / knee, I'm imagining wide, semi-circular, padded steel clamps which would half-enclose ankle and knee from the rear, being open to the front, and having a wide leather strap to enclose the leg around the front. (the strap completes the circle). The clamps would be attached to the base via welded steel struts. The idea here is to provide brace points at ankle and knee which are rigidly fixed to the base, but which comfortably yet firmly encase and support the leg as well. The whole thing acts not only as an effective, restrictive bondage for the lower leg and foot, but it rigidly supports the vulnerable ankle. It will still be possible to torque the knees if one is careless. I'll need to think about that.
It would be interesting if the lower leg bits could be used as part of a "doll display stand' which would go much further, clamping the doll at each joint, the hips, waist, and perhaps more, utterly and completely immobilizing said doll. Wouldn't be terribly difficult to make -- not for someone as handy as my dollmaker -- and the materials are cheap. It would just be a lot of work, and tedious. Oh great, another pipe dream kink project to add to the many back burners of my creative stove...
Now for real pipe-dream territory, make that "doll display stand" mobile...
* lighten up those base plates a bit by making them thinner (so we have the weight budget for other features) the plates could be as thin as 1/8", or even thinner with stiffening added
* imagine the lower leg braces as a done deal, but add protection for the knee from twisting by a rigid joint with bearings on either side of the knee - just like an orthopedic brace and in fact one might wish to save some time by adopting real orthopedic brace components - so that the knee cannot twist. Now the leg brace bits extend up to the thigh...
* connect the leg braces to a steel body girdle / frame which _does_ allow some limited twisting at the tops of the legs and hips (otherwise the doll has no hope of turning while walking)...
* arm braces... restrictive joints... imagine a framework which you wear, which forces the body inside to move only in stiff, ungainly ways, and with restricted range of motion - mobile bondage which forces the doll to move even more doll- or marionette-like. Different versions could be made for different duties. Think in terms of optional attachments for your doll / housemaid / slave / rubberized walking sex toy.
That would be an ambitious project indeed, and would be a true labor of love for some obsessed individual somewhere... such as whoever constructed the Gynoid Suit for Thierry Mugler!
I am reminded of one of my favorite pieces of fetish fiction, in which a fetishistic submissive is strapped into a gizmo consisting of a wide steel belt which clamps over her corseted waist, and having two vertical curved arms attached at the back which pivot on that belt. The top end of each rocker arm is attached through a pivot to the upper shoulder or arm.
The bottom end of each arm was attached to a cuff encircling the thigh near the knee. The only way the wearer could walk was if they rocked their shoulders back and forth (forward and back) as their legs moved -- they had no choice if they wanted to move their legs! That sounded amusing but to add insult to injury, in that story, the girl wear wearing a lubricated "grope suit" or "grope bra" which slid stimulating little bumps across her nipples every time she rolled her shoulders. The author had a delightfully twisted mind.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
parting is such sweet sorrow
Well my friends, it seems Morticia Latex, AKA Rubbermannequin, is going to be taking a long trip and won't be back for quite a long time.
**stamps foot**
AND NO I AM NOT GOING TO JAIL, YOU HUSSIES!
But life just became very serious for me and mine, money is beyond tight, and well, there you are.
Until we tweet again...
**stamps foot**
AND NO I AM NOT GOING TO JAIL, YOU HUSSIES!
But life just became very serious for me and mine, money is beyond tight, and well, there you are.
Until we tweet again...
Thursday, September 9, 2010
idjits
Recently I received yet another vitriolic, semi-coherent rant message, this time from a Flickr member. Apparently, they had added me as a friend or contact some time ago, and had grown impatient waiting for me to reciprocate. Well boo-hoo honey, I have a life outside of the internet, and sometimes that life takes precedence.
Interesting thing about these net-crazies who somehow get it into their heads that total strangers actually OWE them something, or that the Apollo moon landings were faked, or that President Obama is a crypto-muslim. Before the web came along, one didn't run into such folks very often. But now it seems that every paranoid schizophrenic with a talking toaster has internet access, and therefore a voice and a platform from which to shout with it. Bleh.
Unfortunately, I haven't much positive or fetishy to talk about this time. My mundane life hasn't been very fun lately. I'm still trying to talk my partner into taking portraits of me while I'm dressed up. I haven't any new clothes, but I have a pile of torn rubber.
A few weekends ago, I threw out all of the old latex that I thought was unlikely to be repairable. It was a depressing amount of weight. I've had a pile of latex needing repairs lying around for some time, but for some reason I haven't been able to make myself sit down and do it. One thing that will make it a pain in the butt is that it all has silicone on it, which means I have to clean the rubber with solvent over and over and over again to get the silicone off so the glue will work. Nothing like gassing yourself with heptane fumes. I need to get one of those painter's filter gas mask things.
Interesting thing about these net-crazies who somehow get it into their heads that total strangers actually OWE them something, or that the Apollo moon landings were faked, or that President Obama is a crypto-muslim. Before the web came along, one didn't run into such folks very often. But now it seems that every paranoid schizophrenic with a talking toaster has internet access, and therefore a voice and a platform from which to shout with it. Bleh.
Unfortunately, I haven't much positive or fetishy to talk about this time. My mundane life hasn't been very fun lately. I'm still trying to talk my partner into taking portraits of me while I'm dressed up. I haven't any new clothes, but I have a pile of torn rubber.
A few weekends ago, I threw out all of the old latex that I thought was unlikely to be repairable. It was a depressing amount of weight. I've had a pile of latex needing repairs lying around for some time, but for some reason I haven't been able to make myself sit down and do it. One thing that will make it a pain in the butt is that it all has silicone on it, which means I have to clean the rubber with solvent over and over and over again to get the silicone off so the glue will work. Nothing like gassing yourself with heptane fumes. I need to get one of those painter's filter gas mask things.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
in absentia
I have a very good excuse for not having posted in a while: I thought this blog had been deleted! I tried to log in, and Google told me there was no such blog or account. I was highly annoyed.
But then just as mysteriously, it reappeared (I am not sure when, I just thought to check it one last time this morning).
So here I am again, talking to myself...
Lately I have developed a fascination with medical compression garments. I have almost a full body covering now, although the gloves I have are not very tight. The other garments ARE nice and tight though, and unlike latex, they breathe. On the other hand, they don't create that lovely tugging / contained / second skin feeling that rubber provides. I have the gloves (shoulder length!) a torso garment that covers the body from shoulders down to the knees, and a pair of anti-embolism stockings, sadly in white, not "nude" or "tan", but I'm going to get more. Since one of the looks I am interested in achieving is the anonymous, zentai "mannequin" look, nude or tan spandex is a perfect outer layer when I am dressing that way.
I'm fantasizing about obtaining some tighter gloves, and stockings in a color matching the long-line panty-girdle-suit I have, and sewing them together into a catsuit. There are full-head masks available too, although I have not been able to afford the price of one yet. Such is life when you deliver pizza for a living. :(
Anyhow, these garments can be very tight, yet still flexible and easy to move in. And most of them come in some variation of "nude" or "flesh tone".
Imagine wearing a M2M full body catsuit of tight latex, hoods, gloves, stockings or toe socks, the works -- and then adding a full body catsuit of "tan" super-heavy-duty spandex over it for extra compression!
Mmmm....
Perhaps some day.
I am modifying my ballet boots to have slightly shorter heels. Although I admit my ankles and shin tendons or muscles do need some stretching still, the tilts of the soles is still too far
forward. I am not much of a cobbler, and I wish I had more tools available to me, or a workshop. I'm not ready to take these in to a shoe repair shop and ask them to do the work!
But then just as mysteriously, it reappeared (I am not sure when, I just thought to check it one last time this morning).
So here I am again, talking to myself...
Lately I have developed a fascination with medical compression garments. I have almost a full body covering now, although the gloves I have are not very tight. The other garments ARE nice and tight though, and unlike latex, they breathe. On the other hand, they don't create that lovely tugging / contained / second skin feeling that rubber provides. I have the gloves (shoulder length!) a torso garment that covers the body from shoulders down to the knees, and a pair of anti-embolism stockings, sadly in white, not "nude" or "tan", but I'm going to get more. Since one of the looks I am interested in achieving is the anonymous, zentai "mannequin" look, nude or tan spandex is a perfect outer layer when I am dressing that way.
I'm fantasizing about obtaining some tighter gloves, and stockings in a color matching the long-line panty-girdle-suit I have, and sewing them together into a catsuit. There are full-head masks available too, although I have not been able to afford the price of one yet. Such is life when you deliver pizza for a living. :(
Anyhow, these garments can be very tight, yet still flexible and easy to move in. And most of them come in some variation of "nude" or "flesh tone".
Imagine wearing a M2M full body catsuit of tight latex, hoods, gloves, stockings or toe socks, the works -- and then adding a full body catsuit of "tan" super-heavy-duty spandex over it for extra compression!
Mmmm....
Perhaps some day.
I am modifying my ballet boots to have slightly shorter heels. Although I admit my ankles and shin tendons or muscles do need some stretching still, the tilts of the soles is still too far
forward. I am not much of a cobbler, and I wish I had more tools available to me, or a workshop. I'm not ready to take these in to a shoe repair shop and ask them to do the work!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Ballet boots
I bought a pair of rather nice leather ballet boots recently... by accident.
They were on eBay, and I had put the auction into my esnipe queue. But after I received a different pair of boots made by the same company that didn't fit (I was able to exchange those) I feared these would not fit either.
So I decided to cancel the snipe order. Except that I got busy with something else and forgot.
As it turns out, the boots fit pretty well, and after trying them on only twice, I am already confident that I will not only be able to stand in them (after my gel toe pads arrive) but probably even walk in them for short distances.
This company's ballet boots seem to be designed more for looks and/or punishment than for standing or walking, because the shaft of the ankles isn't in a straight line with the instep and toe. And it seems THAT is because the heels are a tiny bit too long. I might be able to do something about that, we'll see.
It would be hilarious to take them in to a shoe repair shopand ask them to shorten the heels by half an inch and then put new tips on.
They were on eBay, and I had put the auction into my esnipe queue. But after I received a different pair of boots made by the same company that didn't fit (I was able to exchange those) I feared these would not fit either.
So I decided to cancel the snipe order. Except that I got busy with something else and forgot.
As it turns out, the boots fit pretty well, and after trying them on only twice, I am already confident that I will not only be able to stand in them (after my gel toe pads arrive) but probably even walk in them for short distances.
This company's ballet boots seem to be designed more for looks and/or punishment than for standing or walking, because the shaft of the ankles isn't in a straight line with the instep and toe. And it seems THAT is because the heels are a tiny bit too long. I might be able to do something about that, we'll see.
It would be hilarious to take them in to a shoe repair shopand ask them to shorten the heels by half an inch and then put new tips on.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Ocular occlusion
Well my friends and fellow pervs, I have to admit that my recent purchases haven't been working out very well.
First I misread or misunderstood the size of a rather nice transparent latex hood. I guess I'll just put it back on eBay.
Second, I bought a pair of fairly promising pink vinyl boots (like Pleaser ie; cheap) but despite reading their size chart and advice carefully -- not to mention having bought this brand before and had it fit -- they didn't. I've asked the seller if I can exchange them, but haven't heard from them yet.
Next up, I bought what was supposedly a Tentacle brand latex leotard (a quite stunning - if somewhat dated - design seen in many fetish 'zines about a decade ago) but when it arrived, it turned out to be a cheap Chinese knock-off, as well as the wrong size. Hopefully I will be able to work out something with the seller.
I am still waitiing for my new zentai suit and for the inflatable cervical collar.
Finally, I accidentally bought a pair of ballet boots! How does one buy a pair of ballet boots by accident you say? Well, I had thought about buying them, and I even set up an auto-snipe for them, but later, I decided the other purchases were more important. I thought I had canceled the auto-snipe, but apparently I forgot. I sure hope they fit!
Other than the above my life has been pretty boring lately.
First I misread or misunderstood the size of a rather nice transparent latex hood. I guess I'll just put it back on eBay.
Second, I bought a pair of fairly promising pink vinyl boots (like Pleaser ie; cheap) but despite reading their size chart and advice carefully -- not to mention having bought this brand before and had it fit -- they didn't. I've asked the seller if I can exchange them, but haven't heard from them yet.
Next up, I bought what was supposedly a Tentacle brand latex leotard (a quite stunning - if somewhat dated - design seen in many fetish 'zines about a decade ago) but when it arrived, it turned out to be a cheap Chinese knock-off, as well as the wrong size. Hopefully I will be able to work out something with the seller.
I am still waitiing for my new zentai suit and for the inflatable cervical collar.
Finally, I accidentally bought a pair of ballet boots! How does one buy a pair of ballet boots by accident you say? Well, I had thought about buying them, and I even set up an auto-snipe for them, but later, I decided the other purchases were more important. I thought I had canceled the auto-snipe, but apparently I forgot. I sure hope they fit!
Other than the above my life has been pretty boring lately.
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