Getting Gussied Up

This weekend, Master had a work event to go to. It was a formal thing, so I got to get dressed up all fancy-like. We went to Ottawa a few weeks ago to pick me out a dress since all I had were cocktail dresses and this called for something a bit more formal than that. The one I found was amazing and looked fantastic. It was floor-length and the style showed off my body well. I felt really sexy but not slutty which was my goal.

I've never really HAD a sexy dress before. I've had ones that made my legs look good or that made my ass look good but this was really the first one that made EVERYTHING look good all at the same time. I have told Master that from now on this is going to be the basic style that I'm going to be looking for in a dress.

I ended up not wearing a collar. THAT felt strange and I don't think Master or I felt comfortable in any way. I can't see that being a repeat occurrence. I feel more comfortable with my collar on when Master and I are out in public. We're not the kind of people who are willing to say earrings are a collar or a cuff is a collar. My collar is my collar and being without it really made me feel strange. Either it or my dress collar haven't been off my neck in almost four years.

The eldest kidlet did my hair. She did some cool knot-braid-mohawk thing that looks much prettier than my description would lead you to believe. I have 0 talent when it comes to my hair. Master wants me to have long hair which is lovely but mine is very thick and very heavy and it ends up making my head look like a triangle if it's loose. It's also very heavy and seemingly resistant to bobby pins. If I am left up to my own devices I end up fantasizing about cutting it all off before I stick it up in a bun.

The event was really lovely. The food was good and the music was very nice as well. It was lovely looking around and seeing everyone in their finest. I have to admit, I don't get the chance to get all gussied up on a regular basis but I do enjoy it when the occasion pops up.