Caught with My Pants Down

A few years ago, I had an incident where my landlord came in my apartment and was to repair something, and there I was lying on the bed! He knew I was not normally in at that hour. The only problem was...I was nude! And there was another time when my neighbor across the small street saw me through my windows. Forgot to pull the drapes. So, after that major uncomfortableness I vowed that I would at least put on a pair of sport briefs when running around the abodes!



I did okay for a while... but as time went by, I got a little lazy again. You see, my apartment is up the stairs with only one other flat, so there is only a couple of neighbors who could possibly see me, the one across the courtyard and another in the building across form me.I also get shielded by the tree foliage so I dare walk around as naked as I wish. I did so good till last night. I had got home and showered and pampered myself, when I thought I heard a knock at the door but I wasn't sure. So after some time I went to check the door and low and behold a package arrived I had ordered. That must have been the knock. So while naked I opened the door, not worrying because my across the hall neighbors moved out a month ago. Imagine my surprise to see a guy in the hall doing work on his door!!! A new neighbor moved in unbeknownst to me! Well...he saw me last evening. ALL of me! It's a quick little grab of the box and then back into the apartment I go! So, as luck would have it, my new male neighbor was in the hallway and got to see me standing there in all my glory. So, I just smiled and said, "Good Evening!" Like this is just a everyday normal thing.



He was amazing. He didn't even bat an eye, or blush. You could tell he was caught off guard though. He looked at me back and said, "Well, good evening to you too!" We did exchange names and then he continued working on the door.

Oh well...I guess I don't really care, and as long as he didn't, then all is fine!

Good, because having to break this habit would suck! And it's not like I don't have enough sport briefs to where!!!! I just hope I don't see him again right away. Tootles.

Not Heavy D

Oh no ,not Heavy!!! Heavy D passed away yesterday at 44. I loved this song, a good early 90's memory for me. And if anyone could pull off a lime green plastic jacket and pants it was him! "One, two, tell me what you got, Let me slip my quarters inside your slot to hit the jackpot, Rev me up, rev me up, My little buttercup"......

The Grande Dame

Every Puerto Rican knows the name Dreuxilla Divine. She is a drag queen that came on the scene in the year 2000 and has gained popularity over the last few years and that this fashion icon originates from the upper class neighborhood of El Condado in San Juan. Although some facts remain clouded and relatively sketchy, two facts are confirmed: Firstly, the identity behind Dreuxilla Divine is still a well-guarded secret; and secondly, everyone loves Dreuxilla Divine. This multi-talented Puerto Rican drag queen is a successful fashion critic, an adored stand-up comedian and one of the preferred beauty pageant hosts. She is not only known in Puerto Rico, but has gained a steady following in Miami and in New York. It seems that the possibilities for Dreuxilla Divine are endless. Requests for her presence as host, presenter, MC and entertainer mean that she is a very busy queen. With many fans, her website and numerous opportunities arising each day, we can only wait to see where this journey might lead this famous and extremely fascinating Puerto Rican drag queen.

My Relationship with Getting a Haircut!

What a lovely weekend. Not much going on for the Mistress except a lovely date with the Lad and finalizing plans for a upcoming weekend trip, and got caught up with many must do's on my honey do list! Except Friday. You know how it is in life...When you find something you really enjoy, or something that works well for you, you continue with that! Like my gin. I love Hendrick's the best! Well, the same goes for getting a haircut! As many of you know, it's difficult to find someone to cut your hair who does it well, and when you find that special hairstylist, you keep going to them on a regular basis. Up until Friday, I had the most amazing Tasha cut my hair. I would show up, plop my ass down in her chair, and watch her work her MAGIC! She was also wonderful about suggesting slight & subtle changes to the haircut from time to time, to switch things up a bit and keep me from getting into a rut... Then, she dropped the bomb on me on Friday... "I'm Moving." NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! After pulling the dagger out of my heart, took a bromide, and then a deep breath, I decided that it was probably best to go on living anyway... I can get through this. But Tasha has always had a way about her. Besides her being swank, I actually like getting a haircut while it's being done. It's like a mini-massage for the head, and yes...at times I get that wonderful 'tingling' feeling! I also look foward to the gossip with the other girls!



But the best part about my Tasha is that getting a haircut can be a therapy session! While sitting in that chair, I could say anything I wanted to her, and she had no choice but to listen! Where was she going to go? BUT...my Tasha did more than listen. She would ask questions or just randomly make little noises of agreement to let me know that she was with me on this personal journey of self-discovery! She and I even critiqued the hot guys that would walk in!!!! And had talk of out favorite clubs, cock-a-tails, and the guys we are dating, and we even both existed our relationships at the same time! Oh well... I admit...I've given in to defeat. Maybe I'll try the spa where I get my other treatments done, they always seem nice and welcoming there. Maybe the hot handsome guy for a change. But they better give me the un-ruly, messy, spiky, must-ed up look I'm used too!!! Do you know how hard it is to get my hair to look this messy?



So...I need a new place to get my haircut!

Unless they charge the same outrageous price as my monthly Gin intake...then I'll pass....