Everybody has their own way of tapping into realness.
Tonight…I can’t seem to get cherries out of my mind.
Perhaps, it has something to do with the upcoming G.irlz T.hat D.ance W.ith G.irlz (
) G.T.D.W.G. party THIS THURSDAY in downtown NYC.
These monthly events are so very special to me and this one particularly so. The theme is *CHERRIES* and as always it is a play on femininity, a comment meant to claim woman-ness and at the same time celebrate the fun of female sexuality...”Twist My Cherry”…INDEED!
Anyway, it has me obsessing a bit. Thinking about what I’ll wear, what games to play–the options seems endless really! And naturally, on this day when I am typically fixating on sex toys what better way to express all this pent up excitement than an ode to cherries and SEX! And so, without further ado I present to you…
Cherry Pastease to get you in the mood.
Cherry panties for you, or me, to remove later.
A cherry flavored lube to warm you up.
A cherry colored dildo get the job started, with a vibrator to finish the job.
Cherry flavored whipped cream to lick it up.
A Kiss shared with a…Girl…with a Cherry in her mouth.
Whether you are joining us for the event Thursday or simply someone who enjoys cherries it is my hope that my list of cherries-to-get-you-in-the-mood does just that!
“Inside a lover’s heart there’s another world, and yet another…”-Rumi
A good friend (Thank you, Liz) of mine reminded me today of the work of Rumi, or rather she reminded me of how much I enjoy his art…his expression, how it seems that he captures the essence of my very desire in only a few phrases. If you are not familiar with his prose, may I suggest that you look him up. He had such an intuitive and even universal manner to his poetry…his theme was love and be it love of one or many or all…he truly understood how to depict the capacity of the human heart.
Maulana Jalal-ul-Din RUMI (1207-1273) was born in Persia and died in Konya, Turkey. R.A.Nicholson called him “the greatest mystical poet of any age.” His spiritual and literary influence is so pervasive in the East that his name is often prefaced by the reverential term “Maulana” (our Master). He composed over 70,000 verses of poetry of divine love and ecstatic illumination. He was a pillar of Islam and a sober scholar until he met a wandering wild dervish – Shams of Tabriz and was transformed into an enraptured lover of God; traveling from knowledge to vision.
“Love has everyone by the ear
dragging us back by secret ways,
the one who secretly hears this is senseless.”
He reached a rare level of intimacy with the Beloved. His poetry is an enthusiastic torrent of spontaneous outpouring. Ecstatic love poetry rooted in the divine with its endless permutations of longing, union, separation and intoxication. We can only hold up our cupped hands in humble supplication and become drenched with the dizzying fragrance of his gifts. The variety and sheer number of his cannon has become essential reading for modern day seekers and lovers.[excerpt from an article on Rumi]
Celebrating Thirsty Thursday chillin’ at home with pups & falafel! Babaganoush! (Taken with Instagram at Conchita & Mark’s SPOT!)
Everyone is entitled to step the wrong way or make mistakes in life an relationships. I know you have thick skin so what ever it was must of really been bothering you.
I tend to mentally beat the shit out of myself when I find I feel like I let someone down or I wasn’t able to execute a goal of mine with out cutting a corner.
Just breathe deep and long and I’m sure it will all work out and you’ll be back to your self in no time! It’s ok to dwell for a little bit but bounce back quickly!
I struggled a bit this week…I will admit. But I can see the proverbial “light” and am inching my way towards it. I really want to get back to my writing…but, the “career” saps the creativity from me…Slowly though, I feel it trickling back, it’s why I have returned to “my page” to write and indulge you in my misadventures (though up to now I fear it’s been mere tidbits and less meat, gnawing rather than gulping–but you must start somewhere, no?). I do have so much to write about…I simply need some quiet time, to carve-out and sit…with it all…I know you’ve been here whether ir was a creative endeavor, a feeling, a relationship, a goal we all have periods where we seem to just tread water and wait…for words like those above to lift us up and inspire us to keep moving, keep us pushing…thank you, for those words.
the bitch has EVERYTHING!
From her pink penthouse to her modern workout room; her mirad of fashions and professions (including school teacher and doctor)…her hip multiethnic friends…yes well it wouldn’t be so bad to be Barbie…I mean who ever really wants to wear “flats” anyway!?!?
I hate when people belittle women that are seen as “perfect” by saying that they don’t represent the real woman.” Last time I checked those women were just as real as I am! Putting them down to make others feel good about themselves is the wrong approach. If you’re happy with yourself why compare, if not, do something about it… Because at the end of the day, you’d love to be just as “unreal” as those you put down!
I cannot think of a thing I would add to this other than: my friend (Leah G.) is brilliant and…PREACH Leah, there is too much in tolerance to accept even the most unconscious comments! xxx cc
Popularizing Oprah’s term for a vagina leaves a lot to be desired, but I must admit that when my girlfriend MizzJ gifted me with my very own Vajazzle kit…I was, well I was faSINated.
Perhaps in the same way ANY erotic art tickles me, down deep, but maybe it was something more: CREATIVITY!
I COULD CREATE MY OWN VAGINA ART!
PEEK AT IT!
And generally just KNOW that IT was there…THERE, making my nether regions brighter, richer, tackier… BEDAZZLED!
What could be more wonderfully ridiculous? Very little, I assure you.
I cannot wait to wear it…this weekend of course…Wait. does one bedazzle their vagina and wear panties? It seems a shame…rather I say let your vagina SHINE THROUGH and go pantiless…in a short skirt…and thigh high stockings…no not for HIM or HER, for YOU silly!
Viva La Vajazzled Vajayjay!
P.S. for those of you that wish to delve further into the art of the vajayjay there is a site, indeed:
Well it has been awhile since I have done an entry addressing the pleasures of adult toys and so to kick off the relaunch of my site…I thought I would test drive one:
THE FUCKING MACHINE!
Now this is but one example of these rather aggressive toys. And they come in all sorts of
and of course, POWER!
Now the version i had was of the “homegrown” type…a product of the ingenuity of a handy-MAN. And although the purpose was evident, the actually execution never quite…came to fruition, shall we say? Yes…in this case the penile apparatus seemed too flaccid to get the job done shall we say? And instead seemed to make a much better…MASSAGE? But, my personal experience aside, this is a grand idea no? And I have good evidence that these machines work quite well when a more rigid approach is taken, shall we say?
From my very limited experience it seems men are most motivated to create these Fucking Machines which makes sense from a familiarity-with-tools perspective but…in practice…these machines seem to fall a bit short…or rather long? I tease a bit, but what I am trying to say I think is that, while men grasp the “motion” of women’s pleasure…something is lost in terms of the finesse! Perhaps if a woman were to design the tool and a man undertake the construction?
As with so many forms of female pleasure…I fear the men may require our direction…So, how would we change these amped up vibes? Hmmmnnn…the options seem endless, first the scale should reflect the customer = SMALLER, LIGHTER, SOFTER…yes yes we do like it hard, but we like to WORK UP TO IT! I feel a bit as if I am redesigning the clunky too-big machines in the gym, they don’t fit either…Perhaps it is a man’s world and even our machines-o-pleasure are subject to a man’s view…NONSENSE! I refuse to accept this theory, rather I would like to think that it will only require a bit more time for our ladies to make their way to the tool-room and…CREATE!
With that…I invite you, my ladies, to take on the challenge…I have faith that WE can and will create the next best fucking machine…oh wait…maybe we HAVE: DIGITS 1 and 2?
heehee, xxx c.