As I’m sitting at the airport to head over to Saudi Arabia, I can’t help but think about the two different worlds. The one I know (Paris) and the one that I don’t (Saudi Arabia). I’ve never been there and only read and heard about it. As a woman, it feels a bit daunting.
Before leaving Paris, I had to take in some of the sight and scenes. One of the best, by luck, places was a fabulous late night dinner at “Le Grand Colbert”. Late night in Paris means starting well past 11:00 p.m. and finishing when the kitchen shuts down at 1:00 a.m. in the morning.
And in case you’re wondering, no, the restaurant is not a reference to the US late night personality. It was actually a prominent place in the movie ‘Something’s Gotta Give’ with Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton. I half expected to see a bunch of celebrities walking in, but no such luck.
In return, because it was late, I went all out in the latex items that I could reasonably bring on my trip. For this outing, it was my favorite latex dress, combined with my newly repaired collar and d-ring. I love going out wearing attention grabbing, but stylish clothes. The funny thing is that it gets a lot of attention, but zero negative responses. Women give me the most looks and they are all full of admiration. At least that how it comes across.
It’s the same dress that is part of the story in my books (in case you haven’t noticed). I just love the combination of enough cover with a significant section of semi-transparent latex. It teases the eye, but doesn’t step over the line of what you can wear to an elegant restaurant.
I’m also so happy that I have my collar back. I missed it. The combination with the D-ring gets a lot of attention, although I can easily tuck it away in the back of my neck and then it’s must a nice collar. But the D-ring stands for something. It adds allure to the image and get the minds of those who see it racing. I know what they are thinking; even if they don’t know much about BDSM.
It doesn’t really matter whether I wear it having dinner by myself, or with a friend. It tells a story that only those who notice it can read. It’s like wearing an open book around my neck.
Nothing extraordinary happened that last night in Paris, just a wonderful way of ending my short stay there. And please, don’t expect me to wear latex in public while I’m in Saudi Arabia. I may even have to take off my collar. Makes me kind of sad. But it won’t be long and I’ll be back in action!