Expo and Torture Garden Party

Oct 02nd, 2004

At the Expo

***BILDL05 I had been very excited about the Expo already. On the one hand, because of these many stands and furthermore because I could present my To.mto corset of the German Fetish Ball once more. Sort of the Sway being there as a small corset wearing advertising wall on the fair. Unfortunately, the right hot pants to the corset were missing, so Tonia promised keep them in mind for the next day, so that I could wear the outfit later on the fair.

***BILDR06 But that way we had a lot of time for exploring the fair without a hurry. We strolled around in our ultimative everyday outfits. At least I wore my skin tight leather trousers, so that I didn't feel to usual nevertheless. Just like last year there were many many stands with manufacturers presenting themselves and this time a really big amount of German-speaking suppliers, like HW-Design, Bodycult, To.mto etc...

***BILDL07 Of course there were the traditional latex manufacturers like Libidex, Torture Garden, Bondinage, House of Harlot and many more. Not to forget the vast amounts of shoes and amusing utensils and toys you could find everywhere, as well as wonderful corset and lingerie being displayed. This time it was really entertaining for us, because everywhere we met friends and thus there were loads of hugs and shaking hands.

About 4 pm we had to leave the Expo already, because the photo shooting with Rhae Mare should begin in one hour. Carrying loads of necessary equipment we set off ... and at that time we still didn't expect anything bad.

Photo shooting with Rhae Mare and many other mysterious things

After we had left the halls of the Expo we slid directly into our following odyssey: good-humored and courageously for new action we got in a lot of buses, went along long streets and after many questions and 30 minutes on foot we stood exactly where the so-called "Get together photo shooting" of Rhae Mare should take place. Actually, everything worked perfectly and we were glad that the London city map A-Z did such a good job with and for us.

However, so where was the studio then? We examined all corners and small streets in the closer surroundings, nevertheless we simply didn't succeed - in the end, we really didn't know where to turn and reverted to the phone. Actually somebody being in the studio should have to know how to get there, right? And anyway what is an "emergency number" for otherwise? Okay, somebody said we are in the wrong street, and that even though we actually followed the location plan we had got days before ... The heck with it! We took our stuff and went to the mentioned street. There we still found no studio or any hint helping us in out quest? No studio available, no fitting house number, once again we reverted to the phone. Again we were supposed to be at the wrong place ... and the search started all over. More precisely we were searching for two whole hours. The icing on the cake was the typical rainy London weather joining us in the end. We soon decided to ask pedestrians only, because our phone dialog partner did not really help us in our search. After it was 7 pm already every incentive to find any more streets or corners in London had left us and the motivation for photos was gone completely. Being frustrates and wet through we went to the underground railroad and then home to our hotel in Paddington! Exhausted! We indulged in a cup of coffee - how relaxing! We lay in Alexas and Renes room, watching her having the patience of a saint with working on and gluing her red latex corset and we warmed up slowly!!! The coffee and a little later the tasty sandwiches as well raised our mood back to normal very soon and this was good and necessary, since the Torture Garden Party soon demanded for the presence of the four of us, party people!

Torture-Garden-Party

***BILDR08 Oh yes, how much have I been anxious to slip in my new outfit! Even the color was very striking and incredibly unique that way, since it was a properly fiercely luminous orange, and the cut in addition was simply unique, what else! This typ of jumpsuit is pretty difficult, so take a look at the pictures and get a better impression of what I'm talking about. Many thanks for it go to Lea of Fetishuniverse. She had realized this concept of mine so perfectly! A wonderful piece, close to jewelery, and an ultimative eye-catcher on this dark party!

***BILDL09 Arriving at the Mas- at the Torture Garden Party I immediately run into AlexX. Welcome in well-known company. A few minutes later, barely having the chance to orientate myself, Martin Perreault brought me away to one of the many rooms. Suddenly I stood on platform and I could overlook the big party crowd. He swiftly pulled out his camera and obviously wanted to mug this outfit - very classy. And in the end, really gentleman like, he brought me back to where he had "picked me up". In a lounge with tables and stools we made ourselves comfortable and watched newly arriving people. It became an amusing motley crew in this comfy corner.

***BILDR10 Together with Bianca Beauchamp, Martin, Isabeau, 3xL, AlexX, Darenzia and many many more we partied, danced and laughed the whole night long. Unfortunately, in the course of the night the music got louder and louder, so that you could communicate only via gestures and shouting at each other. Finally we headed for a more quiet little place, which we found only in the Playroom. Actually, there was a comfortable hallway where some relaxation was theoretically possible, but this option was prevented constantly by a lovely and really very kind woman who explained with gruff words that this is not meant for hanging around. Admirable with which perseverance she kept this up for hours.

***BILDL11 Other visitors of Torture Garden didn't catch our eyes by their lovely friendliness, but rather by her brilliant cloths. A feast for the eyes for everybody loving extravagance. Also the DJs tried hard for hours to entertain the partying people with beats and basses! Now we knew again what there is too rarely in Germany - parties where you know what music means and nobody shyly stands in the corners not daring to dance ...