An old roomie back in college took a yoga class. He often returned with a glazed look on his face and babbled on about moisture build up in a certain spot on the ladies' leotards.
I'm bloody well afraid she was. I was dying for it, too. Very sexy.
Yes, I don't think Ebay is going to be of much use to us here. Nice photograph, though.
Don't trust that model, though.
RR and P, your response rate to all things ivy is remarkable!
Sero? Ask eris when he gets his parcel from meself.
Perhaps I should be doing the former, rather than the latter! But a long day of coffee, jazz clubs and hauling through vintage clothes shops awaits tomorrow and a hangover would ruin a good day.
Birmingham! A few cool places but they're harder to find in a city which also has a lot of crap. Women may be involved - I would invite you all along, in fact I quite like the thought of a troop of modernists following us. What's the collective term I ask?
Sex-crazed perverts.
Will you be indulging in the Gadag Cluster?