Now a summary of the annual party on California Street that I attend each year (thanks Irene and Bob). But first let me tell you the story about getting from the office home to Sausalito in my costume ~ what you are about to read is a true story.
I left at 3:30p in a rush to get to the ferry and of course I had this costume on. As I walked the mile down California St. to the ferry building, I noticed that more than normal amounts of men were inquiring about my outfit and they all had a smug look on their face.
Finally I got to the ferry building and was speaking to the security guard with same smug look and I happened to catch a glimpse of my reflection in the plate glass window. Oh my GOSH! The entire back half of my skirt was tucked into my black bikini brief underwear! I discretely tried to pull it all back down as I spoke to the man and then promptly boarded the ferry while trying to get the shades of red out of my complexion for the next ten minutes.
Here is the link to the photos from the party in the evening and 3 hours went by in a flash.