Why is it EVERY TIME I am at TRU purchasing textures some 'colorful' (and I use that term quite loosely) steps right in front of my line of sight.
I cannot say I am the most fashion trendy individual as I am a fantasy creature and not human. But I keep my bits covered unless I am building of course and only the shirt comes off.
I do love a lady in silks, private quarters of course. But there are some silks that frankly remind me of tissue dispensers. This borders on the scale of that terminology though I am almost afraid to ask where he would tuck the tissues.
Bling kitty ears, a collar with a broken chain as though he escaped someones backyard to purchase Victorian textures, and even bling nipple piercings which makes even my human cringe and tattoos of frilly vines and roses.
The backside of this ensemble is frankly worse than the front. At first I thought he was into some odd form of pony play by the placement of the tail was not at the bottom of the spine but tucked away somewhere I will not disclose but I'm sure everyone will understand.
This next specimen appeared the last time I found myself at TRU. I believe at one time he may have been a furry but after experimenting with various pills and shots he mutated into some sort of... walking balloon with veins. I feared he would twitch and break a wall.