Monday, March 22, 2010

AWP - Denver, Colorado Schedule

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

7:00PM-10:00PM Dusie Pussipo Stonecoast Femiganza
Location: at Packing House Center for the Arts, 835 E. 50th Ave. Denver, CO 80216
Cost: FREE! Everybody welcome!
Website: http://controlgroupproductions.org/

Featuring: Bronwen Tate, Ann Bogle, Jennifer Karmin, Marthe Reed, Annie Finch, Amy King, Cara Benson, Mackenzie Carignan, Danielle Pafunda, Deborah Poe, Ana Bozicevic, Teresa Carmody, Kate Durbin, Megan Volpert, Sarah Rosenthal, Krystal Languell, K. Lorraine Graham, Carmen Gimenez Smith, Robin Reagler, Cheryl Pallant, Shanna Compton, Lara Glenum, Deb Marquart, Elizabeth Searle, and Mel Nichols.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

(WITS Alliance) Geek to Write: True Tales from the Literary Internet
Thursday, April 8th
12:00 PM to 1:15 PM
Mineral Hall – Hyatt Regency Denver Hotel – Colorado

Geek to Write: True Tales from the Literary Internet. The buzz words of technology—twitter, facebook, blurb, flickr, and YouTube—may sound bizarre to the uninitiated, but web applications offer writers options that were unthinkable even three years ago. On this panel, writers who are also educators will share their experiences in which they have used the new media technology to teach, learn, publish, and create stronger communities. (Robin Reagler, Nandi Comer, Brent Goodman, Amy King, Paul Munden, Jim Walker)

Friday, April 9, 2010

7:00PM-9:00PM Meadowlark Poetry Marathon
Location: 2701 Larimer St., Denver 80205
Cost: Free
Website: http://www.meadowlarkbar.com

Poetry readings followed by disco dance party! Feat. Rachel Loden, Kate Greenstreet, Amy King, Aaron Belz, Arielle Greenberg, Daniel Borzutsky, Amy Guth, Ana Bozicevic, Susan Schultz, Peter Davis, Chad Parmenter, Katie Degentesh, Geoffrey Gatza, Janet Holmes, Tony Trigilio, Julie Dill, Tony Robinson, Reb Livingston, Ben and Sandra Doller, Steven Schroeder, Aaron Kunin, Kathy Ossip, Charles Alexander, Luc Simonic, Chris Davidson.

Friday, April 9, 2010

9:00PM-MIDNIGHT – WILLA (Women in Letters and Literary Arts) Goes Live: A Benefit Evening of Burlesque, Literature and Roller Derby
Location: The Denver Press Club, 1330 Glenarm Place
Cost: $10

Burlesque Performers Vivienne VaVoom & Cora Vette, both of Black Box Burlesque, join Readers Kim Adinozzio, Mary Akers, Erin Belieu, Ana Bozicevic, Jami Brandli, Barrie Jean Borich, Nickole Brown, Kara Candito, Mary Cappello, Ashley Capps, Jennine Capó Crucet, Carolyn Forche, Ru Freeman, Lara Glenum, Cathy Park Hong, Olivia Johnson, Lynn Kilpatrick, Amy King, Dorianne Laux, Roxanne Banks Malia, April Manteris, Cate Marvin, Carol Muske-Dukes, Antonya Nelson, Danielle Pafunda, Ann Pancake, Jennifer Park, Carmen Gimenez Smith, Patricia Smith, Susan Steinberg, Cheryl Strayed, Ann Townsend, Emily Warn, and Leni Zumas.

WILLA AWP Press Release

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Friday, March 19, 2010

KillerKini Bikinis

March 14, 2010 I was invited to a photo shoot for the 2010 swimsuit line for KillerKini Bikinis.

KillerKini is the newest line in exotic swimwear in the OC and the designs are sexy and functional. All swimsuits are handmade with quality materials and are created to enhance the sexiness of all body types to give you a “killer” bikini.

At the photo shoot, I got to preview twenty-four of their newest bikinis for the season. The theme for 2010 is 80’s rock songs with white lace bikinis named after Madonna’s “Like A Virgin” and Billy Idol’s “White Wedding”. These bikinis would be ideal for bachelorette parties or honeymoons.

But if white laced bikinis aren’t your ideal swimsuit, they also offer a whole range of racy and bold bikinis from neon green to metallic leopard print. The full line should be available to view and purchase soon, as they are currently working on revamping the website.

KillerKini Bikinis is the creation and dream of young entrepreneur Chelsea Ferguson. She has worked hard to create designs that are both sexy and flattering and of high quality. Together with her seamstress, Sierra Mitchell, they are producing some of the finest and unique swimwear on the market. You definitely will make a splash by the pool in one of these hot numbers.

Chelsea Ferguson with her models

Chelsea Ferguson and her models

For more info on KillerKini visit www.myspace.com/killerkini or email them at killerkini@yahoo.com

Shanon aka MissBerlish and Sierra Mitchell

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Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Alcohol.

I don’t drink alcohol.  It’s not really a “holier-than-thou” judgmental deal, and I don’t really feel morally superior or anything to people who do (although around close friends I occasionally joke that I am better than them, then they point out that I skip class way too often).  It’s just not my steeze.

The other day, I was talking to a friend and he said “Have you ever drank anything?”  “No.”  “So…you’ve never been drunk before?”  “No…Is that bad?”  “No, it’s just weird.  You seem like you would, like…your sense of humor is kinda dark” blah blah blah.  So for the past couple of days I’ve been thinking about it, and here’s what I’ve come up with.

For one thing, I’m not old enough.  It seems stupid to some people, but to me I just don’t feel like breaking the law if I’m not really interested in something.  And I’m not really interested in drinking, so why risk it?

As shallow as it is, I’m also afraid that I’d do something really ugly when I was drunk.  Like throw up or something.  Gross.  I don’t exercise because I don’t want people to see me that unattractive; if I got drunk, I’d probably also be unattractive.

For another, I really like to be in control of things.  I won’t say I’m scared of losing control, or that I’m scared of who I am when I’m not all collected and in control.  I don’t actively try and be someone I’m not anyways, so there’s no worry that I’d get drunk and be some complete other person.  I just don’t even like the idea of not having the option of controlling everything.  It’s also kind of why I keep this blog a secret (for the most part).  I don’t want to have to give up any amount of control over the blog, whether it be filtering it so that my parents can read it or being asked to write about something specific.

So, those are my primary motivations.  I just kind of stay out of frat parties and the like to avoid any unwanted pressure.  It’s not really a big deal, just something that was on my mind.

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Monday, March 15, 2010

Sexy villainesses

Ok, I’ve been doing some rewatching of some of my favorite scifi television shows, including Sanctuary, Stargate SG1, and Battlestar Galactica, and I came across an interesting trend. This then led me to really think about more mainstream scifi television such as “V” or “Lost” or “Fringe” (you know, the shows that are on, at least in the US, the “free channels”) and I found that in V, at least, the trend continues, but in others it somewhat dies down.

Now, what is this trend you may be asking yourself and forgive me for not being explicit from the beginning, but what I’m referring to is this notion that women, who are portrayed as “evil” often are “sexier” than others. Now, I’ve heard quite a few people argue that so are the heroines, but if you were to examine, for instance, the wardrobe choices of the G’hould, or Adria in SG1 vs the wardrobe seen worn by Carter or Vala, you’ll find that the outfits differ in that more often than not the less clothes a person wears, the more they’re likely to be “bad”. If you want to follow my train of thought for a moment, as Carter went more and more “animalistic” in Broca Divide, she lost more and more clothes. Sure, I’m equating this to SG1, but think back, even in 1968, in Barbarella, The Great Tyrant is in gogo boots, and sexy tight-fitting clothes.

So what is it about evil and being a villainess that appeals to the more “sexier” side of things? This then lends itself to another whole other range of speculation in that “sexier” means “more sinful” which could mean “being bad”. And of course, with any television, advertising, or anything else that is mass media, “sex sells” and “fame sells” and nothing sells better than “sex+fame”… but I always wondered how this decision is reached. Is it a wardrobe choice? Director choice? Producer choice? Maybe it’s an actress’s choice. Or, maybe it’s a media buyer’s choice.

One of the reasons I really like Stargate SG1 and Battlestar Galactica, is because the heroines from both of those shows are more often than not strong, without being overtly feminine. They are, undoubtedly, more feminine than their male counterparts, but somehow, whether its because of the direction, the acting, or the writing, or some kind of combination of the three, they provide a female presence without being “a girly girl”.

Then again, you also get the “ambiguous” siders… The people such as Dr. Helen Magnus who seems to gray the lines between good and evil. For most accounts, she’s quite good, but think about this deeper. She’s good to the things and people she loves, or who proves necessary, to anyone else, she’s quite willing to allow them to suffer. She has harbored a mass murderous criminal, a vampire, and numerous sentient beings, along with nearly unleashing the fury of the worst abnormal possible into the world, just because she didn’t kill it when she had the chance. She also exudes a different kind of sexiness, one that is darker…

But this is a character that I really enjoy in science fiction. The one of ambiguity. And all of them have that dark prowess to them… Think number 6 (BSG), Anna (V the series), D’Anna (BSG), Amara (Riese), etc… Where you’re not entirely sure if they’re good or bad, but they seem to do both… (save I suppose for Caprica 6, who is more sexy their her other 6’s).

I suppose it’s just more difficult in Science Fiction to ask them to tone down the “sexy” evilness… because then we’ll be left with female villains such as the Alien Queen from “Aliens” or the Borg Queen from Star Trek and then we’ve got another whole other problem on our hand… the idea that women as villains must be ugly, a different species, or downright “non-feminine”.

Now, as a female, and someone who enjoys science fiction, I find that this genre allows itself to the “sexiness” moreso than other genres… ie, you wouldn’t find extremely sexy villainesses in shows like ER or The Office) I’m a bit torn about whether or not I like the ability to use female sexuality to make a show better. On one end, it allows women to be subjugated once more as simply “objects” instead of based on their merit; however, on the other end, if a woman is ok with it, it gives her the ability to truly exude power.

Tell me what you think, or tell me about your favorite scifi villainess.

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Sexy Anyone?

What does sexy mean to you?

For me it’s music. Throaty, angry, passionate music made with drums and bass and lots of angry snarls. And movies. Gut-wrenching, too realistic movies. Gruesome horror movies that split good people in half and then joke about. That’s sexy.

Sexy is gay marriage. And lipstick lesbians. And foreign movies with rapid subtitles. Sexy is buffy the vampire slayer and faith teaming up to squelch caleb and the first evil. Sexy is Giles singing The Who at a coffee shop in hellmouth Sunnydale the day before the apocalypse.

Sexy is Angel leaving. And Spike on his quest to regain his soul, not that he was ever really missing it.

Sad songs are sexy. So are happy ones. Everything is sexy. It just depends  on what you’re doing and who you’re with when it happens.

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Sunday, March 14, 2010

The District

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For the 25+ Urban Professional Social Scene.  Mingle with the beautiful people of the Q.C. in this sophisticated yet relaxing vibe every Friday & Saturday from 9pm – 2am. Drink specials & kitchen open all night. Unwind after work in our happy hour lounge Wednesday through Friday 4pm – 7pm.  Located at 391 Towne Centre Blvd. in Pineville off hwy 485 near Carolina Place Mall…704.889.2613.

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Friday, March 12, 2010

Here's Looking at You, Kid...

What a strange day. A gas pump talked to me and my ninety year old  father couldn’t. He’s back in the hospital, his health more precarious than ever.

I needed gas as I left town. As I was pumping the gas, thinking about my father, the pump suddenly asked me, “are you thirsty?” The voice was female, a bit alto, and urgent. I was so startled I jumped and looked around for who had asked the question. In an attempt to influence my answer the gas pump’s five inch (?) screen displayed an image of a large cup of some dark, bubbly liquid.  For a moment I thought I was a character in Blade Runner.

My father continues to decline. He will be entering a nursing home next week, supposedly for a thirty day period to “regain some of his strength.” I dread he will never leave. I read the proposed nursing home contract. As an attorney I admired the language about getting a refund if the patient dies before the end of the month: “should the account be terminated for any other reason…”

How grim… We both need a sexy photo of a live nude girl to lighten things up…

By Tanguero – creative commons

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

A Naughty Victorian Lady discusses her naughty Pillow Book: Part 1

by Lady Carlton née Katie O’Roarke, heroine of “The Blonde Samurai”  

I have in my possession a great treasure, dear lady reader, that will change the way you have sexual relations with his lordship.  I shall tell you what it is after I explain to you how I obtained this wondrous item lest you find it so shocking you dismiss my posting and go about your social calls and rant about what “that Carlton woman” is up to now.

I chanced upon this esteemed item of pleasure in a small shop in Kobé owned by an old swordsmith and former samurai.  A small trunk decorated in makie or sprinkled pictures, a process using gold and silver flakes and powder captured in lacquer to present narrative imagery.  I mention the shop because this fortuitous gentleman was most instrumental in helping me during my time in Japan (as you shall discover in my memoir). 

He advised me that the small trunk of which I speak had lain covered with dust for years in his shop (gloves must be worn when handling the delicate trunk) after a blusterous Englishman left it with him to inscribe his family crest on the key.  He never returned to claim it. (I have since learned that the Earl of Valford was lost at sea and his heirs have no interest in claiming anything that has to do with his lordship’s “Oriental folly,” as they call it.)

The Valford Chest boasts the finest Oriental craftsmanship and is purported to be from the sixteenth century.  It’s a black and gold lacquer trunk accented with crimson red paint in the most auspicious places, of which I shall speak presently.  Nearly every space on the chest is filled with intricate Oriental patterns of blossoms and trees.  Bridges and–

Beautiful ladies…nude except for their flowing kimonos flying wildly about them. 

Inside the trunk is the greatest treasure of all: a “Pillow Book.” 

A pillow book contains a beautiful collection of erotic woodblock drawings called shunga (spring drawings) that detail for the sexually shy the act of lovemaking in explicit detail  (including the lady’s sex with its plumpness and pinkness).  Each drawing is rendered with a pagan innocence that titillates as well as educates–

For a bride would receive a pillow book before her wedding night so she may be prepared to please her new husband.

And the courtesan would provide her customer with erotic pictures to entertain him while she engaged in her toilette before their lively games in her futon.  Many refer to this act as “reading with one hand,” something I am certain his lordship will be familiar with if you deign to ask him.

These prints showcase in their stylish paintings the courtesans, actors and perhaps even a geisha in amorous pursuits. No sense of guilt or taboo is allowed nor welcomed.  The paintings are rendered with colorful harmony blended in vibrant and succulent tones that delight the eye and stir the groin with their frankness.  

The artists portray the act of making love as a passion to be enjoyed to its utmost.  He renders his subject with kimonos flying, the long black hair of the lady swirling around the couple, the enormous genitalia of the gentleman impossible for any man to measure up to– 

Even his lordship. 

Curious?  I thought you would be.    

In my next posting come Friday I will reveal to you the erotic goings-on with my samurai Shintaro that fill my personal pillow book.   

You will return, won’t you? 

I pray you do.

 

The Blonde Samurai
“She embraced the way of the warrior. Two swords. Two loves.”

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Time's a'wasting.

Time is definitely , wasting away, and i haven’t had any inspiration lately. Maybe I’ve been feeling a bit stressed. School is beating me down pretty badly, i just want to do well and just get everything done and over with since i have incentive now :) . i am of course talking about my wonderful bf.  He’s the bestest. Yesterday he brought me soupy and some halls, the GOOD kind, not the kind you just randomly see and pick up fast to get it outta the way, no sireee. He got me the strawberry flavor [which is awesome] and the defense one with vitamin C. Whohoo. I’m eating a strawberry one right now. its the best i gotta say. He’s the best too, he really is. Today he was feeling really tired at work and i felt so guilty because he came over yesterday and took care of me because if that stupidly persistent sore throat i keep having and so i felt relived, and so happy he was here, its just that i know after a long day of work all one really wants to do is chillax. plus he works so hard. So today he was telling me how tired he was and i told him how i was sorry about it and maybe he should start by getting to sleep earlier and stuff and he said “maybe i just need to wake up next to you” lol. its a silly sentance but it comepletely made me smile because he is so sweet. i knwo he means it in everyway , but i know also that he half means it.

We are so undeniably cute. i don’t mean to be judgmental because after all he is MY boyfriend, i gotta think he’s cute no? well one would hope anyways, so my reason for thinking he’s the cutest thing in the world is that the other day we were talking about out baby [the kindle] and how we’re gonna start doing sleepovers where sometimes he takes it and soemtimes its with me, but i mean its just adorable how we do things like that, where we share stuff. And how he really wants to get an Element [the car] so that we can be more adventurous and go biking and hiking and what not. but the best thing about him is how devoted he is. He’s gotta be one of the few men out there who is the “good” kind. I remember thinking this when we had met and i saw him always going through so much trouble for his previous gf, wayyyy before i had a bf, and so he would always do cute things for her and my boss, natalie which always left me outta the pic. Not intentionally he jsut didnt know me very well and for about a year we observed each other from afar, and then somehow, we met.

its funny how things happen, i mean it was a fateful that it so happen to be that day Natalie wasn’t there, and i came to work and he had to help, then we went on to mildly flirt, and how i remember those moments when i was near him, how nervous i would get even though he had a girl friend and i was not single one bit. but did we care? love sure didn’t. and now look at us, almost half a year since that fateful event. And i still cant believe how much he makes my day. its almost like he’s the mirror and I’m the light, he can always have me there in the reflection.

and where would i be without his support and kindness towards my poems? he absolutely loves them and encourages me.

which brings me to a point, i do not mind if you want to take a poem of mine to post on your blog, i just ask you name me as the author, linking my blog and you inform me about it. its common courtesy and i am the author and just because i post it publicly it doesn’t not mean you can.

Thanks.

:)

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Monday, March 8, 2010

Pussycat Pinups Photography Spring Special!

Hello ladies!  Beth Cocuzzi of Pussycat Pinups is running a SPRING SPECIAL.  Get your Boudoir glamour and pinup appointments before they are gone!  Beth does book very fast and I would suggest booking as soon as possible to save some money and to book with a top Glamour Photographer.

Pussycat Pinup's Spring Special

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R & R

A top me he lies betwixt my meager thighs. Thrusting fervently, panting wildly,
gripping my buttox willing me to allow him to go deeper, I remain rooted to the mattress. What shall I make today? I could make a pot roast, with sauteed seasoned potatoes, stea…..”AHHHHHH!!! YESSS!!!”, was that convincing enough? maybe I should throw in a few moans.” God I love you!” He likes it when I do that and it seems to make it more authentic. I wonder if we have any asparagus left?

He makes it so difficult to plan dinner. All the gyrating is making me terribly nauseous. I should stop him, but it’d be quite inconsiderate on my part since he is half way through. I guess I could allow him to finish or fake a mind-blowing orgasm. Tell him I’m tired, and disappear into the the bathroom and take a warm bath, to soak his stench from my body. I’m now on my stomach it must mean he’s getting frustrated, his grunts sound more labored now as if he has to concentrate just to make them. I hate it when he breathes into my ear, it reminds me a steam train crossing old abandoned tracks, I keep waiting for him to shout , “All Aboard!”.

I think he’s almost done, he’s sentimental about things like climaxing simultaneously. He thinks it means we’re “connected”. So I play along. “Yes! Yes! Yes!, hardeAHHHHHH! Don’t…..stop!” Dammit this where I failed now I’ve inspired another mind numbing round.

He’s moving with increased enthusiasm, and I bite my lip anticipating the end, he finds this sexy. He leans in to kiss me, but I let out a loud scream to deter him, from the look on his face I can tell this pleases him. He’s slowed down now gives me enough time to think. We should have wine with dinner tonight, Robert would enjoy some wine. Though he’s the wine connoisseur, not I, I’m sure I can choose something suitable.

Robert is my husband, he’s 28 years old and medium built. He works in a law firm that specializes in family law. He does mostly pro bona work, heart of gold on that one. He works long hours but makes sure I get his full attention when he’s around. He’s the guy that brings the life to party, everyone’s best friend. He loves me I know, he shows me everyday. My only regret is, that the man on top of me is not my Robert, but Richard. Filthy, smelly, unsavoury, Richard.

One may ask why a woman with a husband like mine would have a Richard ploughing her lady garden and not a Robert. To a sensible woman this would appear illogical, but I am not a sensible woman.

Fin

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Friday, March 5, 2010

Night Faces

Walking around Oxford Street and Soho late at night, you notice the faces of mannequins and posters peering through the bright windows more obviously than in the day time. Here are a few photos I snapped on a walk to meet a friend this week.

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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

A Naughty Victorian Lady takes a naughty bath: Part One

by Lady Carlton née Katie O’Roarke, heroine of “The Blonde Samurai”  

I have been cautioned by the eloquent and charming gentleman who directs the day-to-day activities of my publishing house that I risk angry letters and diligent protests with today’s posting, but I must ask you this question: 

Do you bathe with his lordship?  

No, I don’t mean at the seashore when you dab your delicate toe in the briny bream of a tiny wave and giggle.  Nor lakeside when you dare to hike up your petticoats and wade in the water in your day gown.

I mean in your tub.  Naked.  Both of you.  Your maid pouring gallons and gallons of hot water all over you and making your nipples hard and pointy as his lordship watches, the steam making your skin glimmer with a pink glow and the swirling action of the water teasing your sex with delightful heated sensations. 

I have.

Bathed nude with the man I love.  Shintaro.  Under a waterfall.  

As I wrote in my memoir, The Blonde Samurai:

“He grunted his approval, then drew in his breath as the spray from the cascading water dampened my body, making it glisten, my arms outstretched toward him. He shed his kimono and took my hand and together we bathed nude under the crashing waterfall, our wet bodies entwined, my nipples puckering into hard points when Shintaro splashed cold water on me, laughing, tempting me to do the same and shower him…”

I wish to enlighten you that it is the most sensual act a man and woman can do together not involving silken sheets or a futon.  Soul-lifting and physically relaxing–and an extravagance a lady of quality like you should take advantage of to enrich her marriage as well as her personal sense of self.  

Who doesn’t enjoy the warm, cuddly feeling after a hot bath, wrapped up in your beloved’s arms, his lips kissing you all over, his eager hands reaching under the hem of your high neck nightdress (have you embraced the fashion of wearing a night garment with a slit on the front below your hips bordered with delicate lace to allow him easier access to your sex)? 

Why wait to enjoy his touch when you can frolic together in the tub? 

In Part Two of our naughty bath, which I shall post on Friday, I shall enlighten you on how a Naughty Victorian Lady takes a naughty bath…if you dare.

 

The Blonde Samurai
“She embraced the way of the warrior. Two swords. Two loves.”

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Thoughts on Life

1.一个人总要走陌生的路,看陌生的风景,听陌生的歌,然后在某个不经意的瞬间,你会发现,原本是费尽心机想要忘记的事情真的就那么忘记了。
One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange music. Then one day, you will find that the things you try hard to forget are already gone.

2.幸福,不是长生不老,不是大鱼大肉,不是权倾朝野。幸福是每一个微小的生活愿望达成。当你想吃的时候有得吃,想被爱的时候有人来爱你。
Happiness is not about being immortal nor having food or rights in one’s hand. It’s about having each tiny wish come true, or having something to eat when you are hungry or having someone’s love when you need love.

3.爱情是灯,友情是影子,当灯灭了,你会发现你的周围都是影子。朋友,是在最后可以给你力量的人。
Love is a lamp, while friendship is the shadow. When the lamp is off,you will find the shadow everywhere. Friend is who can give you strength at last.

4.我爱你不是因为你是谁,而是我在你面前可以是谁。
I love you not for who you are, but for who I am before you.

5.爱情,要么让人成熟,要么让人堕落。
Love makes man grow up or sink down.

6.举得起放得下的叫举重,举得起放不下的叫负重。可惜,大多数人的爱情,都是负重的。
If you can hold something up and put it down, it is called weight-lifting; if you can hold something up but can never put it down,it’s called burden-bearing. Pitifully, most of people are bearing heavy burdens when they are in love.

7.我们每个人都生活在各自的过去中,人们会用一分钟的时间去认识一个人,用一小时的时间去喜欢一个人,再用一天的时间去爱上一个人,到最后呢,却要用一辈子的时间去忘记一个人。
We all live in the past. We take a minute to know someone, one hour to like someone, and one day to love someone, but the whole life to forget someone.

8.一个人一生可以爱上很多的人,等你获得真正属于你的幸福之后,你就会明白一起的伤痛其实是一种财富,它让你学会更好地去把握和珍惜你爱的人。
One may fall in love with many people during the lifetime. When you finally get your own happiness, you will understand the previous sadness is kind of treasure, which makes you better to hold and cherish the people you love.

9.年轻的时候会想要谈很多次恋爱,但是随着年龄的增长,终于领悟到爱一个人,就算用一辈子的时间,还是会嫌不够。慢慢地去了解这个人,体谅这个人,直到爱上为止,是需要有非常宽大的胸襟才行。
When you are young, you may want several love experiences. But as time goes on, you will realize that if you really love someone, the whole life will not be enough.You need time to know, to forgive and to love. All this needs a very big mind.

10.当明天变成了今天成为了昨天,最后成为记忆里不再重要的某一天,我们突然发现自己在不知不觉中已被时间推着向前走,这不是静止火车里,与相邻列车交错时,仿佛自己在前进的错觉,而是我们真实的在成长,在这件事里成了另一个自己。
When tomorrow turns in today, yesterday, and someday that no more important in your memory, we suddenly realize that we are pushed forward by time. This is not a train in still in which you may feel forward when another train goes by. It is the truth that we’ve all grown up. And we become different.

11.离开我就别安慰我,要知道每一次缝补也会遭遇穿刺的痛。
If you leave me, please don’t comfort me because each sewing has to meet stinging pain.

12.曾经拥有的,不要忘记。不能得到的,更要珍惜。属于自己的,不要放弃。已经失去的,留作回忆。
Don’t forget the things you once you owned. Treasure the things youcan’t get. Don’t give up the things that belong to you and keep those lost things in memory.

13.我喜欢并习惯了对变化的东西保持着距离,这样才会知道什么是最不会被时间抛弃的准则。比如爱一个人,充满变数,我于是后退一步,静静的看着,直到看见真诚的感情。
I love and am used to keeping a distance with those changed things.Only in this way can I know what will not be abandoned by time. For example, when you love someone, changes are all around. Then I step backward and watching it silently, then I see the true feelings.
14.男人的爱是俯视而生,而女人的爱是仰视而生。如果爱情像座山,那么男人越往上走可以俯视的女人就越多,而女人越往上走可以仰视的男人就越少。
Men love from overlooking while women love from looking up. If love is a mountain, then if men go up, more women they will see while women will see fewer men.

15.好的爱情是你通过一个人看到整个世界,坏的爱情是你为了一个人舍弃世界。
Good love makes you see the whole world from one person while bad love makes you abandon the whole world for one person.

16.在自己面前,应该一直留有一个地方,独自留在那里。然后去爱。不知道是什么,不知道是谁,不知道如何去爱,也不知道可以爱多久。只是等待一次爱情,也许永远都没有人。可是,这种等待,就是爱情本身。
We shall always save a place for ourselves, only for ourselves. And then begin to love. Have no idea of what it is, who he is, how to love or how long it will be. Just wait for one love. Maybe no one will come out, but this kind of waiting is the love itself.

17.有谁不曾为那暗恋而痛苦?我们总以为那份痴情很重,很重,是世上最重的重量。有一天,暮然回首,我们才发现,它一直都是很轻,很轻的。我们以为爱的很深,很深,来日岁月,会让你知道,它不过很浅,很浅。最深和最重的爱,必须和时日一起成长。
Is there anyone who hasn’t suffered for the secret love? We always think that love is very heavy, heavy and could be the heaviest thing in the world. But one day, when you look back, you suddenly realize that it’s always light, light. We all thought love was very deep, but in fact it’s very thin. The deepest and heaviest love must grow up withthe time.

18.在这个世界上,只有真正快乐的男人,才能带给女人真正的快乐。
In this world, only those men who really feel happy can give women happiness

19.女人如果不性感,就要感性;如果没有感性,就要理性;如果没有理性,就要有自知之明;如果连这个都没有了,她只有不幸。
If a woman is not sexy, she needs emotion; if she is not emotional, she needs reason; if she is not reasonable, she has to know herself clearly. coz only she has is misfortune.

20.一段不被接受的爱情,需要的不是伤心,而是时间,一段可以用来遗忘的时间。一颗被深深伤了的心,需要的不是同情,而是理解。
An unacceptable love needs no sorrow but time- sometime for forgetting.A badly-hurt heart needs no sympathy but understanding.

21.我知道这世上有人在等我,尽管我不知道我在等谁。但是因为这样,我每天都非常快乐。
I know someone in the world is waiting for me, although I’ve no idea of who he is. But I feel happy every day for this.

22.一生至少该有一次,为了某个人而忘了自己,不求有结果,不求同行,不求曾经拥有,甚至不求你爱我。只求在我最美的年华里,遇到你。
In your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership nor love. Just ask for meeting you in my most beautiful years.

23.我不觉得人的心智成熟是越来越宽容涵盖,什么都可以接受。相反,我觉得那应该是一个逐渐剔除的过程,知道自己最重要的是什么,知道不重要的东西是什么。而后,做一个简单的人。
I don’t think that when people grow up, they will become more broad-minded and can accept everything. Conversely, I think it’s a selecting process, knowing what’s the most important and what’s the least. And then be a simple man.

24.当你的心真的在痛,眼泪快要流下来的时候,那就赶快抬头看看,这片曾经属于我们的天空;当天依旧是那么的广阔,云依旧那么的潇洒,那就不应该哭,因为我的离去,并没有带走你的世界。
When you feel hurt and your tears are gonna to drop. Please look up and have a look at the sky once belongs to us. If the sky is still vast, clouds are still clear, you shall not cry because my leave doesn’t tak eaway the world that belongs to you.

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Monday, March 1, 2010

Vertical Self by Mark Sayers

0849920000This was a much different book than I am used to reading on this subject.  Most authors I read about change would use a little bit larger words to explain change in a person’s life.  For instance, in the Bible when we see a word like sanctification we know it means change.  I wish Sayers would have used a larger vocabulary.  The vertical Self was a good read.  It was simple and yet convicting.  Mark Sayers went into great detail to explain the way our culture views specific terms such as “cool” and “sexy” and how they have changed over the years.  He also writes about what God intended us to look like, what we look like and what we will look like.  The thing I like most about the book is that he continued to remind the reader that it’s not about what the people around us think.  Instead we, as believers, should continue to pursue change in our walk with Christ in such a way that we do not set ourselves apart from the world, but that we are set apart unto righteousness.  Overall, I thought it was a good read.  I would definitely suggest this book to a teenager, but not to an adult.

I received this book free from Thomas Nelson Publishers as part of their BookSneeze.com book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

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Friday, February 26, 2010

Cock and Pearls

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Sexy by Summer (Day 11)

Day 11 February 25,    (Weighing March 1st)

Ok so today when I woke up to get ready for work, I was so sick. My eyes were hurting, my right ear was hurting and my nose was hurting. All because of this stupid cold I have. I’ve never had this bad of a sinus cold before. I was way to miserable to go to work. So I stayed home and went back to bed after a hot glass of Theraflu. I felt much better at about 2:00pm today. My eyes, ear nor nose are hurting anymore thank goodness. I still have a little bit of a cold but it’s bearable now.

Anyways for breakfast I ate 1 egg and about 3 turkey bacon slices. It was pretty good. Then for a snack I started a cup of coffee and ate what my mom calls “protein pancakes”. They are her own invention. She is currently on a protein diet, except she doesn’t eat meat like me. She has lost 9 pounds so far. We’re kind of in this together. :) So I ate 2 protein pancakes. They’re made with ground up nuts and some other baking ingredients. No flour what so ever. Those “protein pancakes” totally quenched my bread cravings.

For lunch I ate hamburger patties covered with fried onions and salad of course. It’s really good  but you have to fill the hamburger meat with spice (garlic salt, salt, pepper, onion soup powder or ranch dressing powder etc…).

Since I was feeling better I did go ahead and exercise. Even though this was the first day I decided not to exercise when I was supposed to. It’s scary I lost my resolve.

Before dinner I had a fake coffee. Because I didn’t want the caffeine to keep me awake at bed time. Then for dinner my husband made a roast beef with carrots, onions and salad. It was good!

Note to self: Drinking more water may help to eliminate food cravings. You’ll have to try it.

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Wednesday, February 24, 2010

A Naughty Victorian Lady arrives in Japan a Virgin Bride: Part One

by Lady Carlton née Katie O’Roarke, heroine of “The Blonde Samurai”
I have always thought of a virgin as being like a grand ovular vase painted with pretty blooms and fancy chinoiserie and trimmed with bright gold leaf around the rim to attract the gentleman buyer in a posh shop on Bond Street. 

Looking it over from head to tail with an experienced eye, the gentleman speaks of his desire to acquire the vase for his collection of beauteous objects.  But does she possess the high quality desired to grace his collection? he wonders, puffing on his cigar.  Admiring her lovely shape and pretty accoutrements, he flicks his cigar ashes into the vase when no one is looking to hide his indiscretion.

He visits the shop daily and stares at the vase until the day arrives when he purchases the precious objet d’art.  He takes her home with much fanfare then, in the privacy of his bedroom, he thrusts his long cigar into her depths.

The force of his action is not altogether violent (he attempts to be gentle), but nevertheless the vase cracks.  She is no longer an item to be cherished but relegated to the less substantial pieces in his collection.  Sitting on a shelf.  Occasionally admired by the master of the house or a visiting colleague.  But she never again retains the same stature in his eyes. 

She is no longer a virgin.

Such is the way in the West, where virginity is a prized possession deemed to be part and parcel of a bride’s attraction for marriage (not to mention her sizeable dowry).  In Japan, a more “civilized” deflowering ceremony is performed, where the new vase or virgin does not undergo the pain of penetration by an overzealous husband.

Rather, the ritual is performed by a complete stranger.  

I cannot claim to authenticate this ritual except by hearsay, as some claim this deflowering ceremony is performed only upon courtesans, though others also include the maiko or apprentice geisha, where the mama-san chooses the gentleman.  Not a young man who would be too rough.  He must be an older gentleman with experience.  I have also heard that the custom of ritual defloration is deemed a privilege that is bestowed upon the highest bidder. 

You may not sanction such a ritual, dear lady reader, but I can assure you of a most titillating read when you return on Friday for Part Two, as I pray you shall.

  

The Blonde Samurai
“She embraced the way of the warrior. Two swords. Two loves.”

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A Soul Of Sand

This color palette is simply gorgeous. The styling is just right to showcase Catherine McNeil’s tigress-like beauty. Fierce! (gag, I know…but I couldn’t resist. Haha). Enjoy!!! Xo K Magazine: Numero – Issue #103 of May 2009, France Model: Catherine McNeil Photographer: Miguel Reveriego

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Monday, February 22, 2010

38) Tea Party with Me

Nothing better than a tea party outside!

Yet another photo of my session from this past weekend.  This is one of my favourites from the set.  I love all the interest and different angles in the picture.  But regardless of all the different lines, there is a solitary focal point: the tea set.  I also like that you can see her feet and hand. :-)

I feel that my work is good enough to be paid for and I’ve tried some small advertising, but nothing has gone through.  I’m at a loss at what to do!

Do you have any ideas to help boost the visibility of my work and business prospects? If you do, please comment and let me know!

Peace and love!!!

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New Chick of the Week Poll!

We have a brand new ‘Chick of the Week’ poll up! This week we have two very beautiful Black women, Zoe Saldana and Melyssa Ford. Your job is to choose the best looking one! Here is this weeks posting plan…

Monday, Feb. 22 : ‘Chick of the Week’ Poll

Tuesday, Feb. 23 : Christina Hendricks winner of ‘Chick of the Week’ post

Wednesday, Feb. 24: ‘Average Joe’  Which race of women do I like most *You’ll be Shocked!*

Thursday, Feb. 25: #4 ‘Bad Ass Dude’ is named

Friday, Feb. 26: Nothing *Sorry*

Zoe Saldana

Melyssa Ford

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Friday, February 19, 2010

SEXY PICTURE: Photographer Martin Spülbeck with Model Photos at MyFashionShow

MyFashionShow proudly presents
Photographer Martin Spülbeck

Martin is a photographer from Kerpen, Germany,
specializing in portrait, fashion, glamour, lingerie, fine art nude and fetish.

Models: Sanne, Sabine, Eliane

Photographer Martin Spuelbeck
Photographer Martin Spuelbeck
Photographer Martin Spuelbeck

Photographer Martin Spülbeck

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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Here's To You Mrs. Robinson

I’m back from Chicago but sadly, whenever I saw a stylish gent I didn’t have my camera. But I did purchase some stylish basics that I will post later this week.

Now that Spring advertising campaigns are in full swing, one of my favorites is Tom Ford’s. I always like his simple display of sumptuous clothes but this time there is a twist. The campaign stars Nicholas Hoult and Carolyn Murphy and is reminiscent of the 1960s film The Graduate. Ms. Murphy is playing the older woman as she dotes on the young Hoult. The tan lines recall the character of Mrs. Robinson when she seduces the young Dustin Hoffman for the first time. The styling of the hair and makeup is also ’60s inspired and provides a “devil may care” attitude. The Graduate is a perfect inspiration for Ford who is known for his classic yet sexy designs.

-Nicolas

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Viktor-y

Magazine: Tendencias FashionMAg Photographer: Esteban Palazuelos Stylist: Jesús Cicero Grooming: Alba Nava Model: Victor Nordlander There is something about this model that i find very engaging… He seems to be quite good at what he does…

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Monday, February 15, 2010

Pee Asian

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