I looked a lot better in dim light. Always do. But we were both cute, and my skirt was almost as short as hers. All right, Egyptian kilt thing, whatever.
More pictures of the event in these albums here. A radio station event, sort of a local version of San Francisco's original.
Sacramento gets a lot of ribbing as a cow town, especially in comparison to the world class city an hour and a half down the freeway. It was therefore fitting that it was held in the pavilion used for livestock shows during the State Fair. It still smelled a little of cow manure. I'm not kidding.
Acres and acres of flesh. Just about every female took the opportunity to dress up their inner slut. That's not a complaint. But as the evening wore on more and more barely twenty-one year old males showed up in little or no costume except for the gangsta attitude. I especially liked it when they walked like penguins. You know, that side to side shuffle with the arms sort of hunched in non-verbal communication of all sorts of stupid shit. There was a fight early on, and some diminutive hard-ass covered with tattoos got hauled off by the sheriff, but otherwise little trouble beyond some of the punks occasionally trying to be intimidating. Failure to do so was complete.
Sex shows up on the stages had the look of an introductory course in low-level deviance offered for the wide-eyed wonder of young men still in college. Of course, their wide-eyed wonder might have been less at the overweight and badly acting blonde being "punished" with hot candle wax than at the disturbing sight of women their mother's age in heels and garters.
It was fun, because people watching is fun, and it was a hell of a deal for people watching. But when the best music of the night comes from the opening act who are dressed up like robots and playing an eighties mix, and I find myself really hoping there's another fight, I have to conclude that, overall: LAME.
7 comments:
Human petting zone? Spanking zone? Kansas City really is a cow town. We still dress up to go the symphony, but, you know, shirt and tie.
I am not even sure what to say. Do I chalk it up to California? To having children old enough that you can even consider going out?
I don't consider myself sheltered, but I have never in my life been to an event like that. Not sure I can even imagine it.
Go you!
PS What Roy said.
Your first fetish party? Nicely done.
Even the SFO version has lost it's swagger, I have heard it said.
A guy I know who used to go ten years ago says the same. It's funny, as much as some people like to decry our descent into evil debauchery, the turnaround towards a more puritanical society has already begun. A decade from now, these sorts of events, incl Burning Man etc, will all be very tame and standardized.
Very neo-Victor Mature of you!
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