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It was Halloween and I had the perfect costume to wear to my cousin Is's party. I was going as Ziggy Stardust. My hair tonight was a bright orange wig, I had on white makeup with colourful streaks down my face and lipstick on and a large jewel stuck to my forehead, I had even stolen one of my sister's blue contact lenses to complete the transformation.
I took the seven bus to my cousin's party space where he was having the party. My cousin has me constantly switching back and fourth between She and He, because Is is a Drag Queen, for family and mutual friends I use she, for people I don't know well I use he.
“Alice!! You look amazing!!” said Is the moment I walked through the door. She rushed through the crowd of people, grabbed me by the shoulders and hugged me tight.
“What are you suppose to be Issy?” I asked grinning and looking around.
“ Isn't it obvious?” she sucked her teeth as though I should have known what she was, “I'm Glinda.” she said turning around to show off her pink chiffon gown, silver tiara and long wavy platinum wig that somehow looked stunning with her hazel nut skin tone.
“Oh.” was all I could say.
“Your supposed to be that Ziggy Starman or whatever right?” she asked, motioning for me to follow her.
“Ziggy Stardust, yeah.” I said as I squeezed between people in all kinds of costumes in colours I was sure only existed in the minds of people who did acid, a person as Dorothy here, a person as Oscar Wilde (or are they suppose to be Stephen Fry?) there, I squeezed through the crowd following Is but somewhere along the line I lost her. I kept trying to spot her and squeezing between people to get to who I thought was her but I couldn't find her. 'I am so going to murder you Is. I'm going to cleave your head in with your own high heels.'
I finally managed to reach one of the staircase to the hall's balcony. Ashes to ashes played in the background.
“Hi!” said the voice of some girl I didn't see right away. I looked around and finally I found her hiding outside. She was in a Star Trek Next Generation uniform shirt with a pair of ripped-knee jeans, round purple sunglasses and despite how cold it was she had no shoes on. “ Ziggy Stardust I take it?”
It took me a second for what she was asking to register. “Erm... Yeah. I'm Ziggy Stardust, what are you suppose to be? A 24th century hippie or something?”
“No. If I was being that I'd be dresses as a Vulcan in a tie-dye shirt. I'm Major Tom.” she said grinning and crinkling her nose slightly.
I smiled back and offered her a cigarette. She held up a joint and shook her head no.
“So you like Bowie?” I asked
“Adore him. He's one of few men keeping my interest toward men open.”
“Bisexual?”
She inhaled a bit of her joint. “No. Omnisexual, I'd do Guys, I'd do girls, I'd do pretty much anything as long as its sentient and I'm attracted to it. You?”
“Lesbian who'd gladly do Bowie. He's the only man I'd do. The Evangelicals want to change my sexuality they have to get him to be my husband. No other man would do. May I have a puff of that?”
She handed over the pot cig and I took a puff too. “ Your very pretty you know. Would you like to maybe-” I placed the cigarette in an ashtray and nodded. She moved closer to me and kissed me gently on my lips and down my neck. We were out on the balcony for about forty-five minutes, just having 'fun.' Then we went downstairs and had a few drinks.
I woke up the next morning in a beautiful turquoise room in a bed with a canopy of yellow and I was wrapped in a blanket of orange and dressed in a sweatshirt that I didn't own. Sleeping next me was the girl I had spent some time with the night before. I was still tired so I fell back asleep. About three hours late I woke up and she was sitting on the edge of the bed reading.
“You had like four margaritas and passed out, so I took you home. I'm Myrtle by the way.” she said, reaching to help be out of bed. “What was your name again?”
“Alice.” I said. I was still so tired.
“Well Alice, welcome down the rabbit hole.”