my uniform
Feb. 24th, 2008 12:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
For reasons which may or may not have been mentioned in the past, at the Top's previous residence I was unable to wear my uniform, basically because its nature offended certain parties. Now this is not the case.
My uniform consists of: short black skirt, white button-up top, white ankle socks, the black pet collar I have been wearing as of late, the Top's black leather ankle and wrist cuffs.
Every day, after I shower (which is to be no more than an hour after waking) until it's time to get ready for bed.
My main complaint was that I was incredibly cold. Now the Top permits me to wear clothing under the uniform.
My new main complaint is that wearing this every day, for a minimum of, oh, 10 hours is boring. Very, very boring.
Those of you who know me at least fairly well in the real world know that I primarily dress for comfort. I like t-shirts and cargo pants. I like playing dress-up, but not for more than a few hours at a time.
I own a lot of black, but I have clothing in a variety of colors [notably shades of green and pink (yes, I know, pink)] and I almost never wear white. I have some short skirts for when I feel the urge to wear them, but I have a strong preference for long skirts. I have a Tzniut fetish, what can I say.
The white button-down shirts, as well as most of the skirts I have been wearing were purchased by the Top for this express purpose.
One of my favorite websites to drool over is Sock Dreams ("unique, sexy socks for unique, sexy people"). I can and have spent hours on that website. I don't favor ankle socks and I especially don't favor white socks. I love knee-high socks. The Top dislikes them as he thinks my calves are one (or two?) of my sexiest physical attributes.
The Top has mentioned a few times, as recently as 2 minutes ago, letting me have a casual day. This is all well and good but not what I'm driving at. I realize he's well within his prerogative here and would feel guilty if he completely acquiesced to my wishes.
But I feel like the employee of a catering hall. Just one who is not allowed to change when the shift ends.
My uniform consists of: short black skirt, white button-up top, white ankle socks, the black pet collar I have been wearing as of late, the Top's black leather ankle and wrist cuffs.
Every day, after I shower (which is to be no more than an hour after waking) until it's time to get ready for bed.
My main complaint was that I was incredibly cold. Now the Top permits me to wear clothing under the uniform.
My new main complaint is that wearing this every day, for a minimum of, oh, 10 hours is boring. Very, very boring.
Those of you who know me at least fairly well in the real world know that I primarily dress for comfort. I like t-shirts and cargo pants. I like playing dress-up, but not for more than a few hours at a time.
I own a lot of black, but I have clothing in a variety of colors [notably shades of green and pink (yes, I know, pink)] and I almost never wear white. I have some short skirts for when I feel the urge to wear them, but I have a strong preference for long skirts. I have a Tzniut fetish, what can I say.
The white button-down shirts, as well as most of the skirts I have been wearing were purchased by the Top for this express purpose.
One of my favorite websites to drool over is Sock Dreams ("unique, sexy socks for unique, sexy people"). I can and have spent hours on that website. I don't favor ankle socks and I especially don't favor white socks. I love knee-high socks. The Top dislikes them as he thinks my calves are one (or two?) of my sexiest physical attributes.
The Top has mentioned a few times, as recently as 2 minutes ago, letting me have a casual day. This is all well and good but not what I'm driving at. I realize he's well within his prerogative here and would feel guilty if he completely acquiesced to my wishes.
But I feel like the employee of a catering hall. Just one who is not allowed to change when the shift ends.