Ramblings, rumblings, grumblings, and rambling grumbly rumblings.

I made the mistake of wearing my pirate wench garb, complete with cleavage creating bodice and thigh-high boots, to a Halloween party at my apartment complex which had a variety of people including older people. I saw many doubletakes, from white haired gentlemen and gossipy old ladies. I was afraid I was going to be responsible for a few heart attacks so I went out front to sit with a few older ladies who were waiting out front for trick-or-treaters. We had a fun time anticipating the waves of gossip I had just created. I was normally a quiet yet friendly tenant who didn't talk about herself much, which drove the gossips nuts. And then I do something like this. Ah, the fun of it.