I’m thrilled to announce that I’ve been selected as Ms Alameda County Leather 2017! I’m honoured to have earned a working title and I have so many ideas and so much passion and so much energy that I want to pour into the leather community!
So many people came out last night in support and I get all tingly just thinking about it. There were many events last night competing for attention and there are no words to capture the level of appreciation and gratitude I have for all of those who decided to gift the Mr/Ms Alameda County Leather contest with their presence.
I had a total blast at the competition. My fantasy was so fun to create and left me melting into a puddle of girl goo. VC you were the smokin’ hot sadist professor of my dreams, KL I’m still giddy when I think of how you person-handled me, and J … those boots … that kick … Y’all fill me with SQEEEEEE! I’m glad that others seemed to enjoy it too, as so many people came up to me afterward to express their reactions to the hotness that I got all blushy.
Cheers to QW for the stories that gave me the balls to answer my pop up question honestly and to SC for presenting me with a celebratory cock that will make my answer a reality!
Getting there and getting ready, on top of all the other things in life, was frazzling as fuck. My perfectionism showed up in a big way, skipping along to the party holding hands with anxiety. Luckily my friend confidence came in at some point and bitch-slapped them both.
Confidence came in many forms last night and, while a significant chunk was internally generated, I am so thankful for VC and her calming influence, her reminders that the wonderful people gathered around me in support deserved to interact with my best self, and her all around awesomeness. I could not have asked for a better handler and the fact that she volunteered herself as soon as I decided to make a run for the title STILL blows my mind. I also want to thank her for putting the idea in my head in the first place!
I could not have done more than fantasise about a title run without MM and CDC in my corner. They are parts of my soul and it is so fulfilling to have them in my life! Both of them are incredible people and, while they’re not romantic partners, they are absolutely my primary intimate partners. CDC has shown up for me since the day we met, nearly 20 years ago, and in the past few years of our acquaintance MM has shown up for me in every way imaginable, through every crisis big and small.
Then there’s my new title mummy, Girl Complex. I totally feel like a lil girl playing dress up with shoes that are way too big for me to fill and I can only hope that I do her proud in my year. She is a constant source of inspiration and I was a fangirl LONG before the Ms. Alameda County Leather contest became part of my journey.
To everyone involved in Foundations who introduced me to Leather as a distinct concept from kink – thank you from the bottom of my leather heart. Thanks especially to KM, MJ, JN, DW, LP, MD, VC, JF, and C&S for the phenomenal ways you have shown up for me in the six months I’ve been with Foundations and for your ongoing friendship and support during the past few weeks.
To everyone involved in the Exiles who immediately brought me into the fold and seem to be just as excited to know me as I am to know them – thank you! Cheers to MH, PC, JC, and KL for the welcome I’ve received and the way y’all seem to know me so well already. Thanks especially to RS for giving of your time and your resources and your presence.
Everyone involved with the Alameda County Leather Corps, especially those running the contest last night, gave me so much love and help and almost none of them had even met me until yesterday. Much love to LBC, my new title GranBear, for all your advice and support!
My cup of gratitude runeth over. This is only a partial list and I’m feeling overwhelmed by the positive energy that these people have brought into my life. I’ve passed yet another mile marker on my path and I’m firmer in my convictions with every step. Leather is love.
The full meaning still hasn’t quite hit me yet. Today is a day of rest. I’m somehow sore EVERYWHERE and it’s a delicious feeling, analogous to the morning after an incredible night of kink. Much like that sort of morning after, I find myself in need of aftercare – though in this case, I’m going for pure self-care. I’m writing to you now from a luxurious tub of Epsom salts. At some point I have to adult today but right now I’m riding my high and playing with bubbles!