what would you be wearing?
grab one outfit out of your current wardrobe and dress to slay
the masses.
What is it?
Mine would definitely involve the pair of black strappy heels.
Low-cut, wraparound black shirt and a long, filmy red skirt.
Definitely red lips. Mascara. Hair down, maybe top pulled back in a soft, modified 40’s style roll, or maybe just all loose.
Cologne.
Well, seeing as how I look good enough to eat every day…
I’d probably be wearing fitting pants with a slightly flared leg (my butterscotch leather ones or my baby-blue suede ones come to mind), a pair of heels and a low-cut, fitted top. I’d put on eye shadow and mascara and that’s about it.
Ok… if you’re gonna do this thread, do it right… pictures are definitely needed. 
I would adorn myself in:
My black express v-neck, my dark red spanish-style skirt with a ruffley trim, and my tall black heels. A little makeup, hair in a loose bun, perhaps.
Ha!
Lorna, we are practically “edible twins”!
My falafel and pita bread mu-mu.
I’d have sex with you straight away.
A t-shirt that reads “Metro Bail Bonds” on the front and “Because Jail Sucks!” on the back, a tie-died kilt, and patent leather boots to die for.
sidle, your last name isn’t Donner by any chance?
As in “party”?
Nope. I have a never-heard-before last name.
I guess you know someone with a similar come hither look?
Twasn’t me, but you still have to answer the OP, Zebra, if you’re gonna play!
So whatcha wearin’?
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Holy shite I just got WHOOSHED like a big dog!
I guess “good enough to eat” is a Southern expression?
I know what it means. I don’t think any of my clothes make me look good enough to eat. But I will say that when I’m in full business suit mode I probably look the best. (too bad I hate wearing ties, huh?)
Judging from the way women act around me, I’d say I must (for some reason I don’t understand) look best when I’m in ripped up jeans and covered with grease and oil. That’s when strange women have flirted with me the most (not that it happens all that often).
My wife used to like me in my old Army uniform, though.
If someone actually said that I looked good enough to eat, I suppose I’d ask them over for dinner.