Wrong gender, right image.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my progenitor deeply (both of them), but having one of them visit for 3/4 of a month is loosening what few screws I may have left. For one thing, my mother and I are far too similar. For another, we’re far too different.
Hohooo heeheee haahaaa!
As an aside, it’s a pain in the backside trying to find a decent being-worn straight jacket picture out there. Most of the inhabited ones feature men, as above. The only female ones are either proto-porn, proto-bondage, nothing the hell like me or they’re parodies of Britney Spears, poor girl.
Isn’t it about time Ralph Lauren did a straightjacket-themed collection? I need pix. Sheesh. — Though then they would be worn by skinny, bored yet somehow wholesome looking blond models. Okay, Versace then, so the models get to be bored heroin-chic Italian. Just as long as they’re female.