G'morning! Pride, sitting
Jun. 30th, 2006 09:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gementOne of the things that I remembered meaning to post about: I didn't go to the Pride parade this year because I got heat stroke standing at the bus stop. Coming from one of the hottest bits of Eastern Washington, this felt Lame. Moral: don't try to wear a corset you're not accustomed to in 92F weather at a shadeless bus stop. Second Moral: stop trying to wear The Uniform, your armor will not protect you, just go in a t-shirt and jeans next time instead of trying to be Queerest Kid On The Block.
Sitting update: 20 minutes again this morning, a higher pillow helped with the back soreness (though there's still a little that I think is just muscles retraining from slouching), and instead of claustrophobia I got itching and drowsiness today. But I didn't scratch, and I just kept refocusing my eyes and correcting my posture instead of letting myself keel over. Still not Buddha.
Sitting update: 20 minutes again this morning, a higher pillow helped with the back soreness (though there's still a little that I think is just muscles retraining from slouching), and instead of claustrophobia I got itching and drowsiness today. But I didn't scratch, and I just kept refocusing my eyes and correcting my posture instead of letting myself keel over. Still not Buddha.
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Date: 2006-06-30 05:05 pm (UTC)1) Egad! I'm glad you're OK.
2) I bet you looked fabulous and I'm sorry I missed seeing you.
3) Maybe someday I'll make it there in The Uniform. :S
4) Which corset was this and what's it made of?
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Date: 2006-06-30 05:19 pm (UTC)Hope you're feeling better!
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Date: 2006-06-30 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-30 06:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-30 11:28 pm (UTC)The interesting effect of this is that the boning means I have slightly less of a waist when I'm wearing it, because it prevents the natural dip in the front. So I look more convincing in t-shirt drag with the corset on, which messes with my head. Over the corset, I was wearing my mashy frog bra, a wife-beater with "Tomato Scout" screen-printed on the front from this year's Camp Tomato, jeans, and my leather vest. With a broad-brimmed leather fedora to keep the sun off.
Wayyy too many layers, plus not enough air from the snugging, plus not being able to bend at the waist, plus 92F plus full sun meant that even with full hydration I was feeling claustrophobic, panicky and posery, and then I JUST missed the bus and had to wait half an hour.
When the bus turned the corner I had just hit a chapter in the book where I realized the author, who was in a strict zen monastery, had NOT shaved his head or switched to robes, he was wearing t-shirts and jeans and had big curly Dutch hair on top of being a foot taller than the other monks. Total lack of concern for The Uniform. And I was feeling small and horrible and dizzy, and turned away from the bus stop and made like I hadn't been waiting so the bus wouldn't slow down.
Then there was some sobbing, then I realized just how many physical exhaustion and trembling symptoms my body was giving off and I spent the rest of the day in a light cotton kimono drinking cool liquids. Jason's other woman (dkitty) came back to the house after their lunch date, and it was nice to see her. A friend from college made a spontaneous visit with her sister and we watched the much-edited parade on TV... the second time I've watched broadcast TV in this house.
It was actually a pretty nice day, punctuated by some useful cathartic angst.
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Date: 2006-06-30 11:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-30 11:33 pm (UTC)