But I have a confession to make.
(Deep breath): My name is Shooting Parrots and I am a Catwoman-a-holic!
No doubt you’ll draw your own conclusions. She hit all the right buttons for me. Leatherware? Brunette? Mask? Red cape? Low-slung belt?
What does that say about me?
There was my perfect woman. Who turns out to be a lesbian. Sigh. Double sigh.
UPDATE: Thanks to Graeme for pointing out that I became so obsessed with the subject that I lost track of the detail. Batwoman, not Catwoman!