Another wedding
Oct. 25th, 2003 04:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vicarzMy suit stuck out amongst the ren faire crowd. I looked like I was hired for security (cept for the missing ear-wire). It seems I know a lot of the renaissance crowd, perhaps I should go to that thing. I’m not really into uncomfortable clothing or dirt. I keep wanting to scream that only 1 of perhaps 2 or 3 thousand was a lord or lady - the rest wore rags and were covered in filth, and ALL of them were covered with parasites. Ew! I suppose if I ever wind up at ren faire, I could wear rags and show skin. I look hot sticking out of a burlap sack with streaks of dirt. Most disturbing sight - young girl in a corset. I mean boobs-up corset. That’s...just...odd...Speaking of odd Quinn made it out - wish she did that more often.
Best part of the ceremony - the cardinal opening up a flask, offering it to the groom, and then taking a swig himself. My cheer at seeing Slash “Oh my, what a FLAMBOYANT groom!” I like my freaky friend’s weddings. I’m never offended by the vows or ceremony, as opposed to xtian affairs. Catholics say the most horrific things in their weddings...often describing the ‘role’ of the woman in terms that would embarrass a toy poodle.
I left early to come home and study. I fell asleep almost upon crossing the threshold.
People find me attractive in a suit. Granted, I broke out a well-tailored Jahne Barnes which does look good on me, but it creeps me out to found attractive in ‘work clothes.’ I like people to find me attractive in gym clothes, in casual clothes, naked, strapped to furniture, in their negligee, in-between their limbs, whatever. All those I understand, but a suit? Everyone looks the same in a suit! You can’t tell if I’m 10 lbs over or underweight even if it does curve around my body. Suits are just a way of making everyone look the same, and uncomfortable. Suits even have a way of obscuring your face. How could someone like me like that? Do these same people think that the all-girl band for Robert Palmer was ‘hot?’ I don’t look like me in a suit, and it’s not flattering any aspect of my look. People that want a piece of me in a suit, perhaps they have a Dad fetish, or want a sugar daddy? It makes no sense.
Hi, my name is José, and I’m a cancer. Turn offs include rude people, and people that find me attractive in suits.
Man the freaks are pairing off en masse. I’ve dodged most weddings, caught a few, missed a few I would have attended. Watching the ceremonies I actually tear up, I’m not sure why. I’ve known the couples in question for years as a couple, marriage is just so much formality. I’m feeling something...is it loneliness, or the pressure of wanting to do someone everyone else is? Aren’t I supposed to have....by now? What is going on that I now like weddings and children? Is this some sort of sick male menopause?
At least I wasn’t talking to ex’s at this one...ex’s and weddings, lots of fucked up feelings there. Good god I saw the cutest stranger there. Was she that attractive, was it the pairing-off atmosphere, or was it the sight of my friend slipping her hand into the back of the open dress that made me swoon? Irrelevant, she was there with her boi, but I was appreciating her like a short piece of art from a distance. The rest of my friends I got to appreciate with hands, lips, and teeth. I like my friends! I do get kissed a lot, don’t I? Well, kissed and ‘breast on cheek’ a lot. Nice thing about renaissance events - there is never a shortage of places to set your drink!
I also met my match - my flame-on was no where near the boy-boi couple, with the lace and cord tights. I've been out-flamed!
Best part of the ceremony - the cardinal opening up a flask, offering it to the groom, and then taking a swig himself. My cheer at seeing Slash “Oh my, what a FLAMBOYANT groom!” I like my freaky friend’s weddings. I’m never offended by the vows or ceremony, as opposed to xtian affairs. Catholics say the most horrific things in their weddings...often describing the ‘role’ of the woman in terms that would embarrass a toy poodle.
I left early to come home and study. I fell asleep almost upon crossing the threshold.
People find me attractive in a suit. Granted, I broke out a well-tailored Jahne Barnes which does look good on me, but it creeps me out to found attractive in ‘work clothes.’ I like people to find me attractive in gym clothes, in casual clothes, naked, strapped to furniture, in their negligee, in-between their limbs, whatever. All those I understand, but a suit? Everyone looks the same in a suit! You can’t tell if I’m 10 lbs over or underweight even if it does curve around my body. Suits are just a way of making everyone look the same, and uncomfortable. Suits even have a way of obscuring your face. How could someone like me like that? Do these same people think that the all-girl band for Robert Palmer was ‘hot?’ I don’t look like me in a suit, and it’s not flattering any aspect of my look. People that want a piece of me in a suit, perhaps they have a Dad fetish, or want a sugar daddy? It makes no sense.
Hi, my name is José, and I’m a cancer. Turn offs include rude people, and people that find me attractive in suits.
Man the freaks are pairing off en masse. I’ve dodged most weddings, caught a few, missed a few I would have attended. Watching the ceremonies I actually tear up, I’m not sure why. I’ve known the couples in question for years as a couple, marriage is just so much formality. I’m feeling something...is it loneliness, or the pressure of wanting to do someone everyone else is? Aren’t I supposed to have....by now? What is going on that I now like weddings and children? Is this some sort of sick male menopause?
At least I wasn’t talking to ex’s at this one...ex’s and weddings, lots of fucked up feelings there. Good god I saw the cutest stranger there. Was she that attractive, was it the pairing-off atmosphere, or was it the sight of my friend slipping her hand into the back of the open dress that made me swoon? Irrelevant, she was there with her boi, but I was appreciating her like a short piece of art from a distance. The rest of my friends I got to appreciate with hands, lips, and teeth. I like my friends! I do get kissed a lot, don’t I? Well, kissed and ‘breast on cheek’ a lot. Nice thing about renaissance events - there is never a shortage of places to set your drink!
I also met my match - my flame-on was no where near the boy-boi couple, with the lace and cord tights. I've been out-flamed!
