Self healing clothing

I did some ironing today. I have a really cool skirt which I love but I was not looking forward to ironing it as I, ahem, ripped it by mistake. It was quite a sizeable rip (not a rip cos my ass is too big but a rip by stepping on it with heels). I was ironing it and couldn’t find the rip. I searched and searched and rip was not there. I have now come to the conclusion that my skirt loved me as much as I loved it and it self-healed so I could wear it again.  That was the highlight of my day. Other than that I did the 4 week check-up at the hairdressers and went out for a run. No alcohol today!

Saturday was fun. It involved tapas and wine. And not getting to bed until 6.30am. I’m so hardcore. Of course, it didn’t bloody help that the clocks moved forward. In turn, I managed a measly 3 hours sleep.

Sunday was consumed with trying to find the perfect corset for Obedience School on May 4th. I’ve found it and it looks like this. I’m chuffed I have my first proper corset on it’s way! I am also looking forward to having a 23 inch waist! Mind you I’ll probably not be able to move much… or breathe…or do anything for that matter.

Word.