PROJECT L: PART 129
Didi in the garden
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The day we planned up a photoshoot with Didi was a hot one.
Many inner thighs were glued to each other by sweat and various car service stations had a surprising influx of people with a sudden need to fix their air conditioning.
The year had been cold and rainy thus far. But all that was about to change.
For three weeks.
And continuing.
Someone help us! Our Finnish bodies aren’t accustomed to temperatures where you are fine without having multiple layers of clothing.
Or latex.
And thus we come to this moment here, where Didi decided to wear only minimal latex. A latex catsuit in these temperatures would have been a death sentence.
If you’re an avid reader, you might recognize these parts, and you would be thus commended for rolling well on your perception check.
Good job, you! How observant! Me and your spiritual mother are both very proud of you.
It is our garden. As you guessed. (well done!)
Our messy, not-at-all-planned garden with various plants planted and planned meticulously on this plot of land by the original owners, instead of our plain lack of plant plans—or moreover what’s left of those plans of plants in the plant of our land.
But it’s ours, and it’s lovely, and only moderately filled with horseflies.
We would love to chart a proper plan for our yard if we only had the time for that, but, alas, there’s this thing called employment and sleep that take two thirds of our time.
The rest of that time is spent recovering from bad night’s sleep and bad work day’s sleep.
After all this, Didi decided to put a plant into her mouth and bite its arse. As is tradition in our garden.
In our garden we have a little roofed pit for fires. A gazebo, if you’ll allow me, and I sure hope you do allow, as it is our garden.
I directed Didi to sit her shiny latex butt on the backrest of the dusty and gazebo, and she did.
Her butt was dusty for the whole shoot henceforth.
Especially on those rickety stairs over there.
The flowers that Didi is violently snorting are, if I’m not mistaken, campanula latifolia, or giant bellflower as it is called in the forgotten library of Wikipedia. In Finnish we’d call that ukonkello, or directly translated “old guy’s bell” or “the bell of the god of thunder”—whichever translation you’d prefer.
Finnish is very silly.
Two images up: Didi dodges a wasp.
Video in between the images: Didi kicks the wasp.
One image up: Didi channels her chaotic energies in order to destroy all wasps from existence.
Images below: Didi is elated that her spell works, but notices that it’s very hecking hot in here and that her latex outfit is filling up with sweat.
Video below: Didi wipes the sweat off and dances to the sounds playing in her head constantly.
It really was a warm day. By any chance, my beloved fiancé Leila was washing something, so we went to her turf to be cleansed of our sins.
Leila cleansed the sins with a power washer, releasing a mist of water that really helped to cool things down.
Didi believed that she controlled the water with her amazing waterbending skills.
We let her believe that. It made her happy.
And moist. Because of the misty water.
When Didi realized that she actually didn’t control the water, she was felt morose—so much so, that her hair grew up, turned black and her latex transformed into a black outfit.
She celebrated this by jumping whimsically in our horses’ pasture.
By the way, this black skirt with metallic blue trims was made by Didi herself!
Then, to mix things up even further, Didi took off the skirt she had made, leaving a classic black dress below.
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Latex used in the project
Didi’s own latex wardrobe. Like that black dress is second hand from Vinted. That black-blue skirt that she made by herself!
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I didn’t realise she made the dress! Nice work there.