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New Year’s Eve Eve is the favoured day for this particular event to put on its new year celebrations. This means you can have your kinky celebrations and then party with the normies on the traditional night.
This would be my first time doing the Not New Year’s Eve night; I was excited about it being in a different venue, looking forward to seeing all the outrageous outfits, and as the last time I went to this particular night I had been sober, I was looking forward to a little enhancing of my good mood.
My friend and I have been to this night five or six times now and have our 24 hours in London down to a fine routine essentially getting two days out in one — arrive early afternoon, food, exhibition, wandering around, check-in to the hotel, freshen up, out again to another gallery or museum, dinner — that’s the end of day number one. Then we wander back to the hotel and get ready. Out. Back early morning. Sleep for no more than four hours then make our way to the train and home.
The ‘second’ day out
For me it takes a maximum of an hour for shower, clothes, hair and make-up; for my friend who loves to play with make-up, we’re looking at closer to three hours — so I had a little snooze while she was in the shower then took my time getting ready.
That night I chose to wear the corset I had worn the first time we went. I had actually decided earlier in the year I didn’t want to go to this particular club night anymore. I started to realise earlier in the year, then had confirmed when I went sober, that I don’t like the music. It’s techno mostly, I like drum n bass mostly, I just couldn’t get on with it. But I really wanted to see the club the New Year night is in, and we never have a bad time, so this was my final outing to this event in London and wearing my corset again felt a satisfactory full-circle moment.
Can I even get in?!
I should have been more worried about what I was wearing on my bottom half! Turns out, my skirt was too long and too sequin-y to class as fetish! I got accused of being dressed too festival-y and was asked if I would consider taking the skirt off. I would not. So we compromised on me rolling the skirt up to make it shorter.
