I'm putting together an outfit for heading out to the Noc-Noc tonight - so psyched! It's so easy to get neck-deep in schoolwork and forget to go out and have a good time. But screw it, I deserve to have a good time. And I've got some adorable dance sneakers that have been terribly neglected for ages. So out they come, it's time to party!
I'll update once I've decided on a very hot outfit.

Yes, I've been neglecting all you poor pets. NiteFlirt has been screwed up for so long that I've pretty well lost patience with waiting for it to suddenly pop up and fix itself. I've been signing on less and less since it got broken during the architecture switch, and since that means that I've been making less money through NF, that means that I'm less inspired to sign on. Its a vicious cycle. And no, before you ask, I do NOT have any plans to reupload content so that it is beta-friendly. With my current ISP, upload speeds are ridiculously slow and so content uploads take absolutely forever. I don't see the need to bother if I have always gotten the majority of My cash through direct calls and doing it will guarantee that I have to reupload everything once they finally get the new platform up and running. (That is, if they ever do.) I'll probably still be on occasionally, but only when I both have time and have a deep desire to play. I'm getting that need met in real life more often now, so don't hold your breath, boys.

The little tokens of leotarded's affection just keep trickling in. I just got a pair of tights that are so sexy – tomorrow's outfit is going to be berry tights, black high-heeled loafers, a tight black skirt, and either my white button-up or berry sweater. . . still haven't decided. I will look fantastic, maybe I'll even post a little picture for all you little lurker boys.

Unfortunately, the little puppy's budget is no match for My acquisitive urges. I keep seeing things and thinking of things that I want to have, cute socks and nice shoes, more leotards for workouts and more clothes for looking fly, new undies for My panty drawer. As always, I know you lurkers are there, checking My wishlist incessantly, refreshing this blog daily. It's time you paid the toll and got Me something nice – I'm thinking some of those leotards that the puppy hasn't snapped up yet, I can use a few more now that the weather's colder. Speaking of leotards, it's so fun to workout in one and just watch how the boys gazing at the ignore cam go stupid. It's impressive how quickly their IQs drop to new lows and their lower brains steal all the blood flow. One more freak introduced to the joys of figging, more cute satins for Me, and some fun for everyone.

And I got to spend a little time with m, an on-again off-again local painslut. Watching his ass turn flushed then pink then bright red, leaving white scratches all over his back, listening to him cry out and moan and beg for more. . . it was a very good evening. I left a couple welts, but no bruises – he asked Me to go much harder on him next time, so I'm going cane shopping very soon. I'm also going to try out forked weighted tongues on the next flogger I construct, it's quite fiddly to put together but very worth the effort from what I've been told. Now I just have to track down some buckshot, gut, and leather glue.

The Saga of the idiot wanker is all written up – those of you blackmail fetishists who just have to have all the details can go here:




I also went on a little shopping spree for fragrances this weekend. I was just going to go with Versace Signature for Women, but when I was wandering around Victoria's Secret I found Sexy Little Things Noir which is absolutely delish. And it's in the cutest little bottle.



They look so nice on My dresser, don't they? And better yet, they layer together pretty damn well. (Both are based on vanilla, amber and oriental woods, with fruity mid and top notes, so while I wouldn't wear them both at once, it's easy to switch between them from day to night). I keep sniffing My wrists, they smell so wonderful. And the boy? He's been all over Me whenever I wear the Sexy Little Things Noir - we've been having a very good time between the sheets.

I bet at least one of you is going to go out and buy them so you can spray them on something and try to imagine what I smell like. Pathetic. It's like how all the boys into household service always beg to be allowed to do My laundry. That's the closest you'd ever get, and you'll never even get that unless you blow Me away with your service.

Between the perfumes, a new dress, a new sweater, some excellent froyo, school supplies, and some hair products, I may have gone just a touch over budget. No matter, these things always sort themselves out. Oh, and there's some cute new pictures I added to My yahoo group, available there and there only. At the moment, only one pet has access, so the rest of you need to step up your game. Just uploaded? Some cute feet pics with My new dress. Pictures I'm about to take? Jeans and a very shiny new leotard. F-ing sexy.

My D&D group (4th ed) is over today - I'm still getting used to the rules of the new edition, but that doesn't stop Me from spending a trickle of mental energy fucking with your heads.

Since NF is *still* half-down and in beta, the call button for My ignore line isn't working, so just click this link: http://beta.niteflirt.com/listings/show/9349334#

I don't feel like spending time holding your little hands, so only YIM is up for ignore cam - that ID is the same as My journal handle.

Oh, and I'll probably be creating a financial domination line soon. I feel the need to brag a bit about the plight of the idiot wanker. he keeps complaining to Me, and I keep getting to use it for updates. Have to take some more hot photos first, though. Somehow having sexy photos of Me makes the boys go dumb.

OK, so it's probably old news to most fashionistas, but this dress?
http://www.net-a-porter.com/product/46653

Makes Me hot! It's just so, so, so. . . yum!
Lots of couture and semi-couture out there that I like I can actually replicate, since the ones that grab me are usually all about the draping and the tailoring more than some crazy fabric or wild hard-to-find details. Hell, I could probably replicate this one if I could (1) find a fabric that worked, (2) had a dressmaker's dummy instead of just Me, and (3) had the whole weekend to get those dolman sleeves just so and the cowl neck to drape properly. Maybe I'll call it fashion inspiration for future seasons and future projects.
But yeah. Unf. This dress makes Me wet, seriously.

Anybody wanna get it for Me? *laughs*
Hell, if you got it for Me, I'd even give you My cell phone number, no further hoops required! *snerk*

Damn, this will teach Me to go looking for Paris Fashion Week slideshows. Alexander McQueen was amazing, and Chanel was pretty cute - amazing shoes, some very cute looks. Chloe was kind of hit and miss for Me - some of them felt very flat in photos, though they were apparently amazing in person. And there's definitely a few Stella McCartney looks I'll have to check out. But oh, McQueen. The dresses were amazing, so sculptural and rich. Maybe I'll get a houseboy and teach him to bead and embroider - it's like a sweatshop but with labor that's happy to be exploited!

Well, I've finally gotten Myself a PO box. Now that I'm close to the post office (as opposed to 1.5 miles downhill from the nearest one), I've decided to give it a shot. It makes receiving packages *much* more convenient, and it lets Me publish an address for those little love letters and paper tributes.
Don't disappoint Me, or it may disappear again.

P.O. Box 95985
Seattle, WA  89145

For those who don't know My name (most of you), address things simply to Boxholder or C. L.
It makes things much easier.

Well, the idiot wanker ignored My demands at his peril. I'll be interested to see what he yells at Me for "ruining his life."
Like he ever had one.

On the upside, that's gotten rid of one of the perpetual thorns in My side and frees up some time for pets that I actually like. Thank goodness.