SkinTwo Expo and House of Flesh Rubber Ball Special
Oct 03rd, 2003
After a good breakfast - you can believe me, that English black tea perked me right up - we started into the new day. And it was clear for me that the second day would in no way be less interesting than the day before. The first thing on our program was of course relaxing.
Then in the afternoon we visited the "Skin Two Expo" and later that evening, the "House of Flesh/Rubber Ball Special".
And once again, I had the same familiar problem: What will I wear? This feeling of uncertainty was becoming more and more familiar to me. Okay, latex was of course my first idea. But on one hand, it was a beautiful afternoon. Then on the other, the cold temperatures were something I needed to keep in mind. After deliberating about wearing a normal day style like jeans and sneakers or wearing something in latex, my good fancy helped me to choose the right alternative. This time I wanted to be very noble! Why? I canīt say but I know that I wanted to look excellent.
Anyway... my hair was cute and my make up was a bit discreet but not my dress! It was a long close latex skirt and my black top, which I love so much! Above this combination I wore my black, sewed latex jacket by Armory and black high heels, an absolute MUST! And now I felt like a new girl and much better than I would do in my normal style!
With the city map in hand we walked straight to the underground station. Immediately we were stopped by an unsettling problem. Yesterday we didnīt worry about much. But now the possible troubles come back to our minds. It seems that it was just our bad luck that this weekend was chosen to fix the very tube we need. Yes, this tube would bring us directly to the place where the Expo but what will we do now? What could we do? Take a cab? - Too expensive! Walking? - Well... We would be there by afternoon and you remember my high heels? Take the bus? - Being mere tourists, we have no idea as to where it leaves from. We had a map for the tube but not for the bus and also we only had a ticket for the underground... So we needed to drive with the city line (another underground line) and walking the "short" way to the expo.
After the very short travel we began our walk and during this time I thought more and more about the dress I had chosen. It was really cold as we walked through London while blowing the cold wind under my skirt. (This sentences was a funny interpretation by LiquidSmooth about my simple explanation
) And my high heels, well I have to say that walking through London with high heels was not really my best idea... believe me! I had chosen my outfit with the idea that we would be using the tube and only have a short walk to the Expo. This was much more than a short walk! 
As we arrived at the Expo there were a lot of visitors and the majority of them in normal clothes. So I was very proud of my dress and I loved catching everyoneīs eye as they walked by. Yes, all the troubles of the journey were well out of my mind by now.
The Expo was located over two floors. Upstairs you met many photographers and artists who showed their work. On the floor below there were a lot of manufacturers of latex, corsets, toys, magazines, boots and more. There were many little sales booths and you can imagine that the exhibitors only displayed the most beautiful pieces of their collections. Many of these shops werenīt familiar to us, so it was a perfect way to check out new and interesting stores and manufacturers with which we never have had the chance to make such close contact with over e-mail.
Slowly and with curious eyes, we looked at many interesting things. Oh yes, there were so many petty pieces!
Often we tried to speak in our (not really good) English with the exhibitors and quite often, we were not so successful. So it was very funny when we spoke sometimes in our English with someone else from Austria or Germany.
For example, we talked with a friendly man who makes beautiful neck stays (I really like this sweet neck - but why itīs so expensive? But it would look nice on me, right?) and fantastic corsets. After a long conversation we recognized that he is the 'father' of my transparent stockings and after that we took a look at his visitorīs card. There was printed on the card www.hwdesign.at - one moment!? He lives in Austria? Shit! We talked in our not really good English with him - something we couldnīt understand - and he is able to speak in German? ha ha! That was a funny thing! Till this moment we talked with him much better than before in German and we got so much (and much more) information about his work. This funny language-joke happened not only once! 
The hours flew by. Along with a lot of exhibitors, we met 3xL and Tom & Laudi, a really sweet couple from Austria. With time we became hungry and also my feet hurt me. So we finally decided to head home. In our pocket were a lot of visitor cards, magazines and prospects and I was looked forward to checking them out back in Germany. Maybe I will find new colorful latex things for myself? 
The evening came closer to us with every minute and with it the event, "House of Flesh". The time had come to search for my new dress for this night. A short look in my case and I detected that I really have many sweet latex dresses. But too many of them are in black! Of course, some colorful things stuck out to me but these I wanted to wear at the Rubber Ball; the event of events where everyone will only wear their prettiest outfit. So what could I do today? With a worried heart I decided again to be the black girly. But also one important thing I made a mental note of; the next big shopping tour, I will buy some colorful things!
So I made myself ready for the evening; tonight, a blond angel in shiny latex. What else would you expect? Some minutes later we waited on the long, noisy in front of the club entrance. There was great music coming from inside and we wondered what tonightīs events would bring for us. <br><br>Finally, with cold hands and feet, we entered the club. There were so many people! Overall, everywhere I looked, there were so many different visitors. There were people with colorful dresses, people who were naked, people who you canīt describe what they wanted to present. Slowly we went through the crowd straight to the centre of the party. This location wasnīt as big as the Torture Garden. It was a smaller club with two floors. The second one was not really a floor. It was more a comfortable lounge. From that place you had a perfect view over the dance floor and had chance to see nearly all the latex wrapped fetish people. After we searched a long time for a familiar face, we found Martin Perreault and Bianca Beauchamp. Both were completely in their element. She posed in an absolute fantastic way in front of Martins camera. She wore a really sweet nun costume!
We also saw the very sweet and fantastic MissFuzzyBunny and her date. We all stared at Bianca and Martin with open mouths. They seemed to be so professional and I only watched these two with an adoring gaze.
***BILDL04 Now, after meeting these wonderful people, I felt like an amateur as Martin had me take some pictures with Bianca. You canīt imagine how bad I felt at this moment in my stomach again. Oh yes...itīs so fantastic how Bianca poses in front of the camera. She did it in a very sovereign way! I hope that one day I will also as comfortable and professional as she is. But it will take some time before I reach the level of expertise she has.
***BILDR05 For a while we sat in this so comfortable corner and talked much with each other, or rather, we tried to talk. The music was so loud that we had really problems understanding each other. Finally, we also got to meet 3xL. He looked really nice. He wore his new shirt with big letters forming his name - 3xL! As we talked, I found out that it must be a really difficult work to create such a shirt. I can imagine it because my first attempt at making myself a sweet latex dress was not a great success. Everything looked very droll. 
As the party wore on and more visitors arrived, we all became less inhibited and the partyīs atmosphere more playful. But there was another thing which bonded all my interests. Opposite to our corner was a large screen above the dance floor. They were showing some cuts out of different movies. These cuts made the feeling and flair of the party stronger than before. Sometimes you could see for five minutes a crazy close-up of an eye and after that a close view of a pussy and many funny things like that... The feelings this scene evoked ranged from obscene to vulgar and psycho. But the funniest thing was that all these were a perfect fit for the party - I couldnīt imagine it any other way. The music gave the party the special note - I think it was something like house or acid - Anyway, everything matched perfect!
***BILDL06 So, we were excited from all this flair that we had the urge to dance. Some time later we were at the dance floor between many shiny crazy people; what a great feeling! I felt that I had to let all the energy out of my body with dancing, well....I mean, in any possible way I was able to dance in my hurting feet of day before. After five minutes my body was burning up in the small club!
All the time we spent at the club proved to be a beautiful end to our second day in London. We spent the night with lovely people and had so much fun. Already tired from last night, we tiredly walked in the wee hours of the morning back to our hotel. On the way home we took the chance to buy some little things for our next breakfast - granola. Yes thatīs good for a model, right?
SWAY

