NAKED!!!

Well the title worked, cool. So anyway I was looking around at my blog and realized something. I have yet to write about fashion. I mean seriously, I have pathetic Emo poems, crazy embarrassing confessions, movie reviews, awful music, and a twix commercial but no clothes? MY BLOG IS NAKED!

So today I opened up one of my favorite magazines, ok my second favorite. Game informer is my first favorite but I digress. Anyway I opened up non other than a cosmopolitan magazine. After four grueling hours of sifting through mind-boggling sex positions and hair trends that never work I found the magical section about fashion week! Ok I lied, it wasn’t in there so I had to go online to cosmo’s site..Freakin liars! (lol juuussttt kidddinggg) looks away….

So I am into shock art, I guess you have noticed that by now. Obviously, the first thing I looked at when searching through the fashion week lines was, Yes, you guessed it, THE WEIRDEST SHIT I COULD FIND! and here it is (pulls red curtain back, curtain gets jammed, curtain falls on stage, goes to pick it up, falls, breaks my limbs….wait what?)

Want to listen to some music while you look? Click on “Pop Out Player” below

we have Anne Hathaway as the good…wait….rip off!

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we have a girl wearing bloody pants and a blazer top, Lady GaGa called…..?

No wait, Megan Fox lawl

Jenifer’s body, get it? get it? nope, ok….

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looks like a sundial…wonder if it works? lawl

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She mourns in her spare time..more emo than my poems XD

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This is great, why not go for broke and make the whole thing out of cards?   (Cheesy play on words FTW!!)

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Didn’t I see her on a freelance job? (checks EVP’s)

Alright, So there weren’t a whole lot of super crazy outfits that I could find, however I did manage to come across some that I liked or at least ‘wanted’ to like. There was a futuristic line that I deemed the scifi/cyber line as well as a leather line WHICH we all know I am into leather! So lets see it already! Stupid skittles….

I actually like the shirt and shoes

I would want to tweak some things though.

….and kick the model with the mad face lol scurry.

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I like this one as well but its too plain and I don’t like the color

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I really really really like this one too. Awesome boots/leggings!

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Ruffles made of leather: check. Dyed Black….

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Looks like lingerie from the 90’s, and the color blows..black plz

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The look on her face is priceless! LAWL

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I love this! and the shoes too. Very Xtina Candyman ^.^

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I like this but some things need to be changed, love the shoes

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Wispy!

..again, nice shoes. Yep you guessed it!  (I <3 shoes!)

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Shoes!

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And for those of you who love Chobbits XD I actually do like this one though.

I admire the general idea that the designer had when picking the shoes but the clear part turns me off. To hooker-go-go for me.

So if you want to look at some other outfits from fashion week then head here Harper, here Vogue Australia and here M&C

So there you have it, my picks from three lines and what I think about them. My blog is no longer naked and embarrassed, yes Ollie I have shamed you! Just kidding. (Assumes fetal position and heads to newgrounds.)

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Marriage Prep., or; Set in my Ways

There are some things that will have to change before I ever get married. I thought of this, not because I was asked, but because of something said at church about wives. It’s not that I didn’t agree with the statements, but because they made me seem a little too ready. So before I start to feel myself a little too much, I thought I’d share where I would be “closed for repairs” before I said I do.

1. I pimp my v-card too hard. When it’s pants weather, I don’t keep my legs free of hair. Why? I get to it when I feel like it, it gets too long, or the weather changes and I want to wear shorts or capris. While I trim, I don’t completely “mow the front lawn”…ain’t nobody supposed to be on my grass. My toes aren’t always painted. I have a few extra pounds that I can camouflage with the right clothes. But being naked is a real eye opener. Nobody sees all the details I let slide in favor of more sleep or to save a buck. When you get married, Vicki doesn’t leave a lot of secrets. I’d have to really step it up.

2. You want me to put what where? Yes, I do yoga, and though my pilates game has fallen off, I can do a lot of that too. And while I can get into some odd positions, I don’t have a high sex IQ. I don’t own a kama sutra. I don’t have any practice using my kegel muscles to do anything but keep me from peeing my pants. I don’t have the know how to do any freaky sneaky stuff that will turn anybody out. I might suck at sex (and not in a good way)!

3. Let me cater to…me! In a lot of ways, my man gets the royal treatment. I was taught to fix my man his plate first. I cook. I clean. I watch sports and go to church and would probably make a good mother. But there are whole days I devote to myself. I write. I pedicure/manicure. I wash my hair and wear a face mask. I listen to country music. I do nothing but watch movies in my PJs. I can’t have those lazy cow days so often when someone else is there that wants dinner, sex, clean socks, or needs me to look good at the drop of a hat and whip up something for the colleagues. I do some things because I want to and not because I have to. I gotta get my mind right before I agree to do it all the time, in writing, before God.
4. Til Death do us part? It’s easy to sit my unmarried self here and say there are only 2 biblical ways to absolve a marriage–infidelity and death. OK, and non-consummation, but that doesn’t absolve the marriage because it hasn’t begun. Where there is no blood there can be no covenant. But what about after I am married, and all those little things you forget to consider start to show up? What if I didn’t marry who I thought I did? Will I be in it for the long haul? I don’t worry about me as much as him: what if he is unhappy and leaves? What if I put myself out there and he says it’s not enough? Hopefully I will have covered the basics like money, religion, and children/child reang, but there is so much more.
5. make room for hubby. I will have to rid of some things, share the hot water in the morning, cook things that he likes as well as thing I like, consider what he may want to do and not just what I want to do, remember him when I’m shopping for groceries or household items. You have to make a lot of physical (and mental) room for someone else, even if you never really lived by this principle before. I have to call when there is a change in my routine to let him know I’ll be late, I can’t just go out when I want to and go home when I feel lie it. Truth be told, I don’t go out til crazy times at night, or get wild in the club now, but it’s the fact that I couldn’t then if I wanted to that would need some work.

6. …Or get your money back! I love money back guarantees. I have probably taken something back for a refund twice in my life that didn’t work, and gotten a fresh new one. But there are some things you give in a marriage that you will never get back if it doesn’t work: time, opportunities, virginity, sometimes friends and loved ones for various reasons. People who have been your family that you no longer have a tangible connection to you and who may decide that, in fairness to Mr. True Love, they can’t talk to you or get a bite to eat. Maybe your belief in the whole institution is scarred beyond recognition. Your faith in the humanity of another human being. But you still kinda, just a little, on days when the sun is shining, he pays on time, and he actually picks up the kids like he said he would, still love him. Once given, still there, even if it’s just a “we are the world” love, a “we had some good times, didn’t we?” love, a “he sure knew my spot” love. As Dru Hill asked in a (cover) song “What Do I Do with the Love?”

So how much time does one need, with the right person, to resolve all of these issues, and the plethora of others that come up before “I do” but after “Will you”? How long should an engagement be? What the heck should a person be nailing down in the engagement process? To pre-nup or not to pre-nup? At what age do you become a little too set in your ways to accept all of these changes?

2blu2btru

P.S. NOT rhetorical! Comment

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WALKING NAKED DOWN QUEEN ST

I LOVE people who make comments like…”it felt like walking naked down Queen Street” as if they have experienced this clearly pretty rare sensation. http://www.stuff.co.nz/entertainment/tv/3344556/Failed-Masterchef-cook-felt-naked It’s up there with those who equate a loud noise with “a bomb going off” -like they’ve heard THAT!!! Oh well, we get the idea of the loud noise, but Queen Street in the buff?

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Rochelle Wiseman (The Saturdays) Gets Hot!

Essex chick Rochelle of ‘The Saturdays’ has a hot new photoshoot where she shows some ‘cheek’ lol

Apparently, she revealed that she and Marvin (JLS) have been flirting at the London film premiere of Valentine’s Day this week.

WOW… Marvin, we can’t fault you rudeboy

 Read more: http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/showbiz/bizarre/2852484/Rochelle-Wiseman-from-the-Saturdays-poses-for-sexy-shoot.html#ixzz0fUG8zYUc

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No! a Spartan maid could not be chaste...

No! a Spartan maid could not be chaste, e’en if she would, who leaves her home and bares her limbs and lets her robe float free, to share with youths their races and their sports,-customs I cannot away with. Is it any wonder then that ye fail to educate your women in virtue? (Andromache By Euripides, Translated by E. P. Coleridge)

In ancient Greece not only men took part in athletic competitions. If we consider women’s competitions, there can be no doubts in priority of Sparta. The famous painting Young Spartans exercising by Edgar Degas (see one of my previous posts) is a good illustration. Sarah B. Pomeroy writes in Spartan women that women competed at the Heraea games dedicated to the goddess Hera in Elis that likely became pan-Hellenic games, though on a smaller scale than the men’s events at Olympia.

The women’s race at the Heraea in Elis was the most prestigious, the equivalent for women of the Olympic competitions held for men.

The author mentions that if the Heraea were pan-Hellenic, only girls who lived fairly close by would have participated. The reason was Greek gender policy.

In view of the tendency at Athens, for example, to seclude and protect young girls and to keep their names out of the public eye, it is unlikely that Athenian maidens would have been brought to race at Elis. At Athens (and probably elsewhere in Greece), girls were devalued, and the expenses involved in traveling were considerable.

The Spartan girls dominated in Elis in the archaic period, and it is likely that the games were established along Spartan principles and that the majority of competitors and victors were Spartan. In fact, Spartan women scandalized other Greeks with how outspoken and free they were. Like their brothers, Spartan girls were expected or required to attend the public school. At school they were allowed and encouraged to engage in sports.

The author of Spartan women considers nudity as a costume for sports and writes that Spartan women regularly exercised completely nude. Mature women and pregnant women exercised. Even older women exercised nude. As male athletes had discovered, light clothing or none at all is best for racing.

Plato wrote in Republic:

Yes, and the most ridiculous thing of all will be the sight of women naked in the palaestra, exercising with the men, especially when they are no longer young

On the contrary, the Roman poet Sextus Propertius (The Elegies, Book III.14:1-34 The Spartan Girls) was impressed by the Spartan girls

I admire many of the rules of your training, Sparta, but most of all the great blessings derived from the girls’ gymnasia, where a girl can exercise her body, naked, without blame, among wrestling men, when the swift-thrown ball eludes the grasp, and the curved rod sounds against the ring, and the woman is left panting at the furthest goal, and suffers bruises in the hard wrestling.

Sparta was in many aspects unpleasant society (it is even compared with a communist state, but it is, of course, inappropriate to use modern terms to describe antiquity), but if Spartan attitude towards athletics survived to our times, the modern academic athletics might look different.

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naomi campbell goes nude for love

shot by mert + marcus, supermodel of all supermodels, naomi campbell appears on the cover for love magazine’s issue three. appearing for the fashion icon cover series, naomi is one of eight covers from the issue. as some of you may remember, i posted newcomer jeneil williams’ cover, in which she appeared doing the same exact pose as naomi. represented by IMG model management, no one can say anything about naomi, she is a living legend. her career has spanned beyond the limitations of modeling & she is known across the world as a black female icon.

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Music and Movie Moment: Mulholland Drive -- Rebekah del Rio, "Llorando"

Rebekah del Rio – Llorando (“Crying” cover, Mulholland Drive)

Mulholland Drive (David Lynch, 2001). This track is a haunting, a capella, Spanish language cover by Rebekah del Rio of the Roy Orbison song “Crying” (Orbison, Melson 1961). Some screencaps are from here, some are from here, and some are from TK on the lj. Some I took myself from the sneaksters who have managed to put a bit of this up on the youtube. Thanks to all sources.

Yo estaba bien
por un tiempo
volviendo a sonreír
I was all right
for a while
I could smile for awhile

Luego anoche te vi;
tu mano me tocó
y el saludo de tu voz

But I saw you last night,
you held my hand so tight
as you stopped to say hello

Y hablé muy bien
y tú sin saber
que he estado
Llorando por tu amor,
llorando por tu amor

Oh, you wished me well
You couldn’t tell
that I’ve been
Crying over you,
crying over you

Luego de tu adiós
sentí todo mi dolor
Sola y
llorando, llorando, llorando.

You said, “So long,”
left me standing all alone
Alone and
crying, crying, crying.

No es fácil de entender
que al verte otra vez
yo esté llorando.

It’s hard to understand
but the touch of your hand
Can start me crying.

Yo que pensé
que te olvidé
pero es verdad,
es la verdad
que te quiero aun más
mucho más que ayer
Dime tú que puedo hacer.

I thought that I
was over you,
but it’s true,
oh, so true
I love you even more
than I did before.
But darling, what can I do?

¿No me quieres ya?
Y siempre estaré
Llorando por tu amor
llorando por tu amor

For you don’t love me,
and I’ll always be
Crying over you
crying over you

Tu amor se llevó
todo mi corazón
Y quedo llorando, llorando, llorando
Llorando por tu amor

Yes, now you’re gone,
and from this moment on
I’ll be crying, crying, crying,
Crying over you

Purchase Mulholland Drive, a StudioCanal film, from amazon online or in person at some big, dreadful electronics discount store where they make their employees dress all alike and discourage self-expression while simultaneously crushing their professional ambitions and private dreams, or even someplace mind-numbingly similar but with a wider range of products to assuage your human misery at the altar of merciless soul-raping capitalism, Walmart or Target; whatever, I don’t care. I am just encouraging you to do this consumer bullshit so I don’t get sued. If it were up to me, David Lynch movies would be showing at most theaters everywhere always, so it’s tough for me to recommend virtually profitless small screen shenanigans. And by tough I mean I am going to go chew light bulbs now.

This movie will come up again, these are a really small handful of caps compared to the rest. I’ve just been blue and listening to this song a lot lately.

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