So, Em0 was right about us being tortured by our natal families, but Raine and I have agreed that there are perks to being around the Moms. One of these is, well, being bought things. *smile*
Yesterday, my corset fetish ... and my high-heel thing ... got a huge boost. Mumzilla was dressing her little filial Barbie-doll for a garden party this weekend, at which I am supposed to make my society debut and stick it to a snobby friend of her mother's. Which means two new corsets and a pair of four-inch black sandals for me.
More photos will follow, hopefully involving the second corset (off-white, with black lace inset at the bust) and me. ;-)
Anyway. That's the upside. The downside being that I'm apparently only bi to piss her off. (Trust me, dear readers, there are easier ways - although this way has some lovely, kind, intelligent, dead-sexy fringe benefits. *smile*)