When you have a dog with a bladder the size of a fucking peanut and no backyard, like me, when the dog starts whining and doing the 'gotta pee!' wiggles, you gotta take him on walkies no matter the state you're in. This has resulted in my neighbors seeing some very interesting sights over the ten years I've had him. So far they've seen me in:
Hairdresser's poncho with my hairdye still setting.
With my hair in those curly snake rollers
Those little foam bomb curlers
One half of my head curled, the other clipped out of the way
Generally, if there was a curler invented in the last 100 years, the neighbors had seen it on my head
My pjamas. All of them.
In a white tshirt, soaking wet
A bathrobe and a turban
Dressed like a beduin, often(I burn easily, and if I don't have time to put on sunscreen before having to dash, I just cover myself in loose airy clothes from head to toe)
Various halloween costumes, including the one with peeling zombie skin
Including too big fake vampire teeth I glued on with denture glue that turned out to be a bit too strong
With green hairspray that was so shoddy it dyed EVERYTHING green. Including my hair, the rest of me, my bathroom and my dog.
A funeral outfit. Twice.
Fancy opera outfit, which I finished barefoot with my heels in hand.
With geisha paint (was practicing for a friend's cosplay)
All kinds of slutty clubbing outfits
Covered in blood (had to pill our tomcat, who did not want to be pilled, and I didn't notice the scratches had started bleeding again until halfway through the walk)
Covered in very convincing fake bandages (I acted in an insurance commercial and had to look like I'd been attacked by a wild animal)
Probably more, but that's off the top of my head. Currently have American 40ies curlers in my hair and sent a pic to bestie, resulting in this convo:
And that, my friends, if how I've become the friendly neighborhood Tumblr influencer.
