Leather and Lace
Ok I found my motivation ( you would think my health was enough but Hell Im shallow)It was in the back of a closet in my foyer I had forgotten about. Its my leather jacket. I was a wonderful size 6 when I bought it and loved it dearly. Being from a biker background , your leather is your skin. You wear it for protection (bugs and rain hurt on the back of a bike), you wear it cause it look bad as Hell, you wear it cause its sexy, and lets face it, it says who you are in one felled swoop. I would wear it with my black combat boots (military issue size 5 mens) with black boot cut jeans. I had a bad ass hair cut ( almost a fifties greaser/shag but less shaggy and less greasy) I would tease up and clump out.I would wear large earings in all three holes in my ears. Add beautiful red lipstick and your stuff ( started to type something else that starts with an s)looks Good with a capital G.It stll has that awesome leather smell ten years since I last wore it.
I want my leather back. Im hanging it on a hook I put over my bed.
That is such a great idea! I still have my clothes from my college days, i think I will hang one up too for motivation… maybe ill hang it on the door to the fridge.. help move things along!
Go on wif yo bad self girl, you gunna be in that leather again!
Uh huh!
I knew that I knew you from somewhere!! LOL…. I have mine in a bag in the attic… way cool, but black suede with fringe…If I don’t fit into it in this life, they are going to have to cut it down the back and bury me in it..lol
Maybe we crossed paths at the Am-Jam, upstate, one fine, Memorial day weekend, perhaps?