Valentine’s Day fiasco, “Mistress of Submission”, Trans All-Star party and the Fetish Flea

Ah, what’s going on, you might ask?  Well.  Lets see, I do have a lot to cover here because I haven’t updated this blog since early February, or was that still January?

First off, I did work super hard on an outfit for a Valentines Shoot, only for it to sorta fell apart the day of trying to finish everything up, so I moved on to other things for the time being.

It started sometime last year with this erotic concept sketch for a future outfit.  I sorta was into sounding at the time, and I’ve had this fascination with having one long barbell going between two pierced nipples, both of which are things that aren’t happening now, though the idea is pretty hot.   In my drawings I think I’ve been comfortable with making those lips, tits and hips bigger, the bimbo influence is really starting to show through.  In a lot of ways, this idea is a development on “Confection” though maybe simplified and streamlined a bit.  “Confection” was one of those shoots where more is less instead of less is more, and it suffered for it.

I’m also really into the idea of gallons of cum oozing out of a gaping hole too.   Side note, it might be nice to finish this drawing into something a bit more polished.

So of course by the time I actually get my ass in gear on this shoot, it’s less than a week before Valentines Day. I press ahead nonetheless. I would have gotten a little bit of an earlier start but these wonderful pink ballet boots arrived from my wishlist (thanks Josie!), around Feb 9th, and I was waiting to get them before I could pick my color scheme, because there are like 45,000 different kinds of pink out there and I needed to know what pinks I was sticking with.

About a billion trips to Michael’s got all those flowers (and more not pictured).  I was going to start from scratch with a corset, but decided to save time by taking this old pink corset,  as seen last time in “Fierce Fuschia” sometime in 2013.  Even though I like to say that I make all my own corsets, there are a few I have that are made by others.  This one I got way back in 2003 (!) made by Versatile Designs.   But made out of pvc, it had reached the end of it’s life.  If you’ve followed my other social media you might have discovered that I have recently complained about how pvc vinyl has a limited shelf life.  In fact there was some at my local store, and even at $2.99 a yard, I wont touch this stuff, unless for a backdrop.
It’s a shame because I’ve been looking for purple pvc everywhere, yet this stuff will separate the minute you try to stretch it.  And even if you use it in a non stretchy way, it will just rub off on your fingers if you touch it.

I’m not sue if it’s exposure to light or exposure to air, though I’m going to guess light. I actually have some of this same pink stuff (most of this I think you could get at Joann’s about 5 years ago) and used it for outfits like Confection and the material I have has done a bit better because it’s stored in a dark place.

But the rule of thumb is that after about 10 years, most pvc vinyl will fall apart.  Though I’ve had much better luck with thicker, heavier materials.   I’ve actually thrown out a lot of cool colors and old outfits because of that.  There’s a green and black fairy outfit I made with big buttterfly wings, that whole outfit is no more!

Anyway, when you saw this corset in “Fierce Fuschia”, it was on its last legs.  So I re-purposed it by making a new heavier (but not shiny) vinyl outer skin for it. and removing that trim too.  I sorta drafted the pattern completely on the fly.

Well, since  I wasn’t able to visit my PO Box to pick up the shoes until Valentines day itself (we got a big snowstorm around the 9th and I waited a few days to go into Boston).  That day itself was a fiasco, as I had like 3 problems with my car happen all at the same time.  First I was out of washer fluid on my car, and even putting some in revealed that whatever was in there, was frozen solid.   So I just had to keep pulling off to the side of the road, grabbing snow and throwing it at my windshield.  And the salt on the roads was EPIC, you couldn’t get a few miles without having to pull off the road and do it again.

Secondly, my exhaust decided to fall off, and in the worst way possible.  The good way is if it’s dragging behind you, so at the most you just keep driving, make a lot of sparks and ignore gawkwers looking at your pile of shit car..  The Bad Way is that it falls down pointing forward.   Catch that on a pothole or a manhole cover and you basically lose the rest of it in a horrible tangled mess of rusty metal and ill begotten lack of car maintenance.  If you wonder why things get so bad is because it’s winter.  It’s the worst time to crawl under a car and fix anything when there’s snow on the ground.  Or there’s too much snow to get the car into the garage.  Or it’s just cold.  And being cold, I’m less productive in the studio, so I’m making less money so I can’t just spend the hundreds of dollars to have someone else fix it (have you noticed everywhere has a $90/hour labor charge? Fuck, I’m in the wrong business).  And heat costs a bit in the winter, long story short, winter sucks, I’m broker than usual during that season, and I just pray that I make it through without needing a major car repair, or my boiler quitting, or whatever.  Every Damn Winter seems to be a nail biter.

So, back to Valentine’s Day.   So I had some ideas on how to get the exhaust to stay together again (a joint just slipped out).  A tool kit was not present, so tools were bought, which were inadequate to make things tight.  So went to a dry cleaner and got like a bunch of wire coat hangers and put it back together with those.  Seriously, they’re muffler hangers, not coat hangers.

Oh, and the alternator light wouldn’t go out all the way home. But I got my shoes!

So I knew this shoot wasn’t going to be ready by the 14th. I had also done a lot of work on another couple of sets for a bunch more shoots, so I was trying to see if I could bang off two shoots in one night, you know, save on the heat in the studio and only do my makeup once!

But alas!  Things were coming up!  First there was the Fetish Fleamarket in Warwick, RI,  on the weekend of the 18th, and then the Trans All Star Party in Providence on Sunday night the 19th.   The dance party was doing a BDSM theme, so one of my outfits was really just something I threw together in the dominatrix vein.  But I still wanted to finish the Valentines shoot too.

So I worked on the outfit a bit more.

 

Yeah, I sew on the floor. I never got used to sewing at a table. And yeah, my sewing room always looks like a bomb went off, and it's not unusual to see about 3 or 4 unfinished outfits in a pile somewhere. I still manage to clean it up and cam from here though.

And to trim it off I used these fake roses, in red and pink, though I would have preferred it to be dark pink and light pink, but at this time, I couldn’t really fret about deviations in my intended color scheme!
The basic idea is that the puffy sleeves are going to look like bouquets, but I haven’t quite figured out how to do that.  I just hot glued these roses to the corset, and it didn’t take them long to fall off, and require some tedious, time consuming hand sewing to secure them.
But the idea was coming along good enough, though I was now more and more squeezed for getting this done before the Flea, even if I was already a few days late for Valentine’s day. So, it was onto the set building!
I had this idea of me being on a heart shaped pillow or heart shaped chair somehow, and though I have done similar stuff in the past, nothing I had that already existed was good enough to use, so I started from scratch.  This is when all that foam you’re hoarding comes in handy.

So I spent hours (mind you, this is the day I intended on shooting two shoots) working on this heart shaped pillow, only to come to the conclusion that it looked like crap. Or to me more precise, it sorta looks like the Grinch’s shriveled up lopsided heart.

I thought maybe i could make it tufted, but I soon discovered there was no way to get thread through it (I had no foot long needle and no heavy duty thread).  So I tried putting holes in it with nuts and bolts.
And in each instance, getting a nut and bolt through stuffing, then 2 inch thick dense foam was -at best- something you needed 3 hands to do.  One hand for the nut, one for the bolt, and one to squeeze the pillow together from 6 inches thick to 2 inches thick.

I cried.  I yelled.  I cursed.  I may have also somewhere on social media declared defeat, and that I was done with this.  Like done with ALL of this.   Because whatever I did to this pillow it was looking worse and worse. The more time I spent on it, the worse things got.

Instead, I killed it. I attacked it with utility knife and just gleefully destroyed it.

And started from scratch with a simpler idea.  Now I had blown precious hours on this hopeless tangent, so I knew I wasn’t going to shoot today, but I’d still try.  My improved heart pillow, though foam covered with vinyl stapled to a homosote back, won’t really work like a pillow, but as long as you don’t see the back it’s fine.

But the damage was done.  Even though I threw together a set pretty quickly, it was approaching midnight.  Then I thought, fuck it.  I can still do the other shoot I had planned.  That outfit and set was all ready to go anyway.  Plus I sorta needed to do that shoot since the idea was to make an ad for the Sunday night party, which needed something dominatrix-ish.

I’ve been around professional dominatrixes a lot over the last 15 or so years, and there’s always a story that goes around, about how some stripper, or some ahem, hooker puts on some shiny black thing, and then declares that she’s a domme, and well, all the real doms know she’s just a hooker or a stripper and has no idea about kink whatsoever.  You know exactly the sort of girl I mean.  Sort of a “porn version” of kink, maybe a little bit of a nod to a certain cheesy franchise of movies that make most real kinksters roll their eyes?


Well, that’s the angle I was going for in “Mistress of Submission”.  Sort of like “ooh! handcuffs, what are we going to do with these!”.  And the name, “Mistress of Submission”, means just that. That this airhead blonde bimbo has no fucking clue about kink at all!

Yeah, those aren't like anywhere near authentic handcuffs!

So, I don’t know why I was tearing my eyeballs out trying to either do two shoots or none, when I could easily have done one and had it come out pretty damn good.   I don’t think this is the last we will see of this set, as I can rearrange the equipment around so expect to see a few more variations on this theme in some future shoots.

But in any event, I got my ad out for the Trans All Star Party, and at least that was before the event!

But I have to say, the shoot came out good, considering that it was a B-shoot, and not an A-shoot.  I think the analogy is like in a Star Trek DS9 episode, they always had an A-plot and a B-plot, and well, in this case, the B-plot was way more interesting.  In any event,  I wrapped up that shoot, then took a friend to the airport, and he let me borrow his far for the next week, which was good, as I needed reliable transportation to get to and from the Fetish Flea, which was the next day!

On very little sleep, I attended the Flea. And I wish I had more pictures to show you, but they had a pretty strict no photos policy, where they went so far as to give you little red dot stickers to put over your phone camera lens, and if they saw your phone out without a sticker, they’d seize it.  However, some friends were staying in the hotel, so I did snap some pictures of how the Valentines day outfit was coming out.  It wasn’t my intention to use that red rose bra, that was a last minute addition to this variation as I a: didn’t finish the sleeves, and b: they had a pretty strict policy on boobage and pasties.

I'm pretty sure you were allowed to take selfies in your room, note the red dot sticker moved out of the way

So I had a blast at the flea, but having gotten so little sleep the night before, and also dancing the next night, I forego partying all night and got a little shut eye.  But in general, the flea was what the doctor ordered, some badly needed ego stroking.  Lots of people recognized me and I think I can say that I’ve been in this scene long enough to have earned my place.

btw this thing looks fantastic under a fur coat

So I cruised the vendor floor that Sunday, then popped back home to change for the Trans All Star Party.  And I did pretty well that night, considering that by this point I was sorta just phoning it in.  There was some brief after party, but I did the sensible thing and went home to sleep around 4 am.  Do I have any pictures from that night?  A few I think. Okay, maybe one, and it’s not great.


But I made decent enough money that I could relax a little the following week.  And I slept for about 3 days straight after that weekend.   Then it got really warm, and I distracted by a few other things.  And I thought about going back into the Valentines shoot, though by this point I guess I could say it’s 11 1/2  months early for next year.  There was even an idea of calling it “Discount Valentine”, but I seem to can’t find any candy for sale.

I’m still going to do this shoot, in fact I might backdate it and sorta slot it in before “Mistress of Submission”.

Oh, but what happened to that shoot I did in Vegas in the Louis Vuitton corset?  Well, there was more to that.  In fact, I did a POV scene with Christian XXX in the same outfit.   When Christian shoots his POV scenes, he tends to shoot a small amount of pictures with it, but not really enough for a whole set.  So I did my own ones to bring the total count to a amount that I’d be happy with.

It took Christian a few extra weeks for him to get the pictures to me, so I might be wrapping up editing that shoot as the next offering, then I’ll go back in and finish “Discount Valentine” (I still like that name, even if I don’t have half melted chocolates everywhere).

So, February was a mixed bag.  A lot of half finished stuff.  A lot of drama.  A few breakdowns (and not just car breakdowns).  A bunch more half finished stuff.  And then a really good dancing/stripping night capping off a great fetish play weekend.  And about a week of sleeping.

Then we got some unseasonably warm days (up to 73 degrees in Boston!) and I used that opportunity to try to get my car back on the road, and also some back patio live camming.

All I can say is that I can’t wait for Spring!  When that happens my productivity goes way up, as I don’t have the constant feeling of being too cold keeping me down.   I had a lot of lows earlier this month.  Winter sucks, that’s all there is to say.  There’s nothing quite as depressing as it getting colder every day, and once it starts going the other way, my mood and my activity increases dramatically.

I do have to say, I’m am enjoying some of these selfies I’ve been taking with my new phone.  Which brings me to my next issue..

So, I’ve been updating things regularly on my facebook and tumblr, but not so much on this blog.  Why is that so?  Well, because I’m having a bitch of a time getting pictures off this phone and onto something I can do anything with.  All my computers are macs, this phone is an android.

Connecting the phone to the mac with a USB and using any image capturing app?, No go.  Using “Android File Manager” Nope, doesn’t work for some reason.  However I played with the settings on the phone, I couldn’t get anything to work.  My old iphones, no problem.   And then there’s a wordpress app that supposedly I can update this blog from my phone?  Sure.  but for some reason I couldn’t upload any photos from it either.

In the end, I had to upload from the phone to dropbox, then download from dropbox to my mac, but only one of my macs because dropbox tends to only like one of my macs!  This is almost as stupid of rigimarole I have to go through in order to get my (shot for website) pictures onto instagram. I basically have to email my pictures to myself, after of course, finding any that are PG rated).  Whatever happened to the good old days of computing when you just put files in folders and if you plugged things into your usb, your computer treated them as flash drives?

I swear, the more technology supposedly advances, the more ways engineers find to make things not work with each other.

But in the end I just have to give myself credit for at least posting a really hot shoot.

I’ve got plenty of things to finish up, all those shoots, a few that have sets built, and some artwork commisions as well.  Anyway, by the time I write this, it’s now March, but let’s just call it February 29th, February 30th, and February 31st.

-Tara

 

 

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4 Responses to Valentine’s Day fiasco, “Mistress of Submission”, Trans All-Star party and the Fetish Flea

  1. Ken says:

    Hi Tara. I’ve trying trying hard to connect with you with a tech issue, but have had no success. I’m a new member but can’t login with my user name and password. Your site keeps rejecting it. My subscription number is 0217056601000008396. I emailed you twice but haven’t heard back. Maybe my emails are going to your junk folder? Please help me get access!!! Thank you! Ken

  2. Joe Binkley says:

    am a huge fan of yours,love them tits and that cock too..i wish i had taken advantage and transitioned earlier when money wasn`t an issue…i think you are fantastic and love your work..

  3. Paul says:

    Dear Tara,
    thanks for “Highrise hooker”, for me it`s the best thing you have done since “The music Room”, not so much the sex with Christian , some guys have all the luck, but the solo ones. That natural bright Vegas light brought out the best of your flawless complexion, i also love the selfie of you in the hat. Am i missing many photos of you not being on facebook or twitter ?
    XXX.
    Paul.

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