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    Fun Stuff that I like

    Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009

    Sorry I’ve been so quiet this week! I am working on a big write-up and an article to be posted here and Harlots Parlour and they aren’t ready yet. Here’s a new picture to make sure we’re square ;)

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    Along with all the other things I’m up to, here’s some things I’ve been loving this week :)

    Lamb Mmmmm Stew The chill weather always brings out the best food.

    Speaking of food, I tried Wagyu beef in a super fine place in Chinatown called Plum Valley. As far removed from the hustle and bustle of Chinatown as possible, this was divine in so many ways and yes the beef is the best ever.

    Muntazer al-Zaidi who has been released for throwing the shoe at Bush and then wrote this. This is excellent: http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2009/sep/17/why-i-threw-shoe-bush

    Lush Shower gels. I just bought the ‘Flying Fox’ gel which is almost entirely honey and I am spending so much time in the bath because of it.. MmmMmm!  I did almost get sick in the shop though when I attempted to put it in my mouth.

    The wonderful Sabrina and Roman Holiday. Yesterday I hid under my blanket and watched old movies while eating coconut yoghurt, feeling like Hepburn (a casual Hepburn I concede), and I also watched….

    Point Break . I never liked Dirty dancing. It was the sort of movie that got foisted on me at other girls houses  when I was a kid, and I never appreciated it. The same thing happened with Grease. I was at a friends birthday and naturally enough the two movies they had were Dirty Dancing and Grease. Bah!!! God knows where I got my dislike for them, but I *wasn’t* having it. BUT: Point break was amazing. Keanu Reeves hung up his attempts at being a serious actor (bless him) and embraced his natural strength- Quarterback punk.  And Swayze was Bhodi, the surfing skydiving bankrobbing buddhist/party boy who made us all want to wear wetsuits every single day. In Point Break he was my idea of phwoar when I was a teen. And he was the idea of phwoar for every boy I knew too, straight or not. Beyond that, Swayze always struck me as being a really nice guy, and he fought very hard to beat his illness which has unfortunately now claimed his life at a saddening early age. Rest in peace.

    Point break did however lie to me about the ease of talking while falling to earth at terminal velocity- You can’t carry a conversation when you’re falling to earth at an average of 120 mph +

    My new ipod is green, and personalised! woohoo!

    The fact Obama has stopped the European Missile Defense Shield and headed off (or delayed) a new arms race. And with news of his desire to reduce our nuclear arsenal, my love for him continues unabated.

    Cashmere  - I am stocking up on cashmere again as the winter heads our way.

    I’ve got to spend some great time with friends.

    Annie Sprinkle – Just cos.

    The book I’m reading – Marie Darrieussecq’s Pig Tales. Which is very french, doesn’t paint men very well, and will put you off your food. But is also well read and engrossing. And french.

    Paris, Edinburgh, Cologne and Yorkshire, I’ll be over to visit you all very soon :)

    My new vacuum – I’ve a great pride in keeping my flat in good condition, and sometimes end up dancing about to old funk records in my pants while cleaning. Don’t judge! Except I was so chuffed that I started making wrestler moves at the mirror and then realized I could be seen through the window. This happened yesterday afternoon. Blinds are closed now.

    Golf. I’m rekindling my love affair with the driving range and may even get some lessons to actually play rather than just hit the ball really hard (to be fair that is the BEST part of golf though!)

     

    Have a great day everybody xx What’s making you happy this season??

     

     

     

    Thanks again!

    Wednesday, September 16th, 2009


    ….For all of the lovely gifts I’ve received, You gentlemen are really so generous towards me and I always appreciate it!  I love the champagne and sweets and I’ve been wearing a certain new perfume all week and it is luvvvvly!  You fellas really play to a ladies senses, Touch Taste, Hear, See, Smell… Mmmm :)

    I had a little present arrive from abroad…  It is *always* fun receiving fed-ex boxes. The drivers are amazing. Except they’re just sooo peppy. Too peppy. No one deserves to be that happy at 9am, if anything you should be like… somber nuns. They give fedex employees coffee-colonics, did any of you ever see a show in the States called Mad TV? That Fed-Ex sketch is completely true to life.

    And Mr T, I’m sorry we weren’t able to attend that evening event together, I am sure we shall find another in future  :)

    The Harlots Parlour

    Thursday, September 10th, 2009


    It is my real pleasure to tell you about Harlot’s Parlour, if you’ve not seen it already!

    Harlots Parlour http://www.harlots-parlour.com is a blog for sex workers and the allies of sex workers to openly and freely discuss the rights of sex workers, and sexuality. The focus is on Europe and the UK, but extends beyond all borders!

    I found out about a group that was being set up via a post on Punterlink with a link, and happily I was invited to join after emailing with regards to my ‘cred’. (The cred being this blog, my MFPS story and my status as sex-positive feminist and whore!).

    I had mentioned here and on twitter when I got involved, that I would get the opportunity to guest blog on a sex-positive site. I loved that as an actual sex worker I will have the chance to speak for myself and my place within the sex industry. If anything, just the chance to add my voice to the chorus opposing the resounding false, offensive, and misinformed negativity that gets chucked at sex workers would be a hell of a treat!

    The other great thing that Harlot’s Parlour has to offer is that it is a diverse group! From editors Douglas Fox  and Catherine Stephens from the IUSW, Caroline Shepherd, a feminist writer; All the way through to Amanda Brooks,  Jil Filopovic from Feminste… specialists in women’s health, sex workers from different walks of life, sociologists…the whole kit and kaboodle in one place to approach things from all angles.

    I’ve yet to contribute my first work… So far my contribution has been limited to private discussion, support and OK I keep trumping this up- The fact that I picked the winning name for the site, Harlots Parlour was the name I thought of (though others suggestions were far better then my own!) Thus far, that has been it.

    To be honest, I’m a bit nervous about it. It is all well and good my writing here for myself, where I can sit at my laptop in my knickers and post pictures of my boobs, wax lyrical on the joys of French new Wave and generally be a shameless if perhaps subtle (ha) self promoter. If I can’t think of anything good to write I can just write…whatever. Or nothing. Or I can post a video link or a new picture.

    And that is fine, because I am not touting myself on my own blog as a writer!

    Now when I write something for Harlots-Parlour.com I kind of *will* be. I feel like now it isn’t a question of whether I can contribute, I know I can, but whether my contribution is actually A) Well written, B) Properly realised and C) Well informed and D) Hits its target. And then of course there’s E) Is it actually a good read. No mucking about! And another thing I need to address: What exactly do I want to say?

    Writing was a big passion when I was a kid. I wrote all of the time. I had an old timey typewriter and I used to sit and hammer out page after page of surprisingly well scripted gibberish (for my age at least!), mostly centering around anthropomorphic animals, and I dreamed of being published, of being the big thing… Maybe just being successful at it. I was raised on Reading Rainbow, that’s just how it was :)

    Then when I was a bit older and I started devouring ‘adult’ books, I dreamed of Margaret Atwood and writing the worlds next Handmaids Tale, of toasting with Tom Wolfe, of movie deals and book signings and a reclusive house in Tahoe. To a certain extent, that is the desire we all have inside us to leave a legacy and do something of real worth. I had my heart set on taking a class that Alan Ginsberg was teaching in Boulder but I was too young, and he passed away before I was too old.

    Then later I had dreams of other things… and writing became something I was convinced I wasn’t particularly meant for.

    So I worry that my writing won’t be up to snuff when it comes to a world stage, or on the bigger issues I’m going to be revealed as being less well informed than I make out to be. And CRAP- So Far Harlot’s Parlour has had some *great* writing. My feelings of excitement and honour at being counted on those ranks are thus far being out-shined by a sense of being out of my depth! :)   If there is one thing I have found profoundly encouraging it is the praise I get for this blog, and the fact that people seem to enjoy it. (And I love ya for it too! :) )

    I guess we’ll see. Going forward, my posts for Harlots-Parlour will be confined to things that I know I can write about, and I’ll save the big battlegrounds  til I’m fully prepared.

    There are only so many times you can read some remarkably ill-informed or completely uninformed slut-shaming rhetoric in the media before you have to say “Can I see your statistics on that please? OK Thanks Bye!”And I’m happy to help address the issues where and if I can.

    I don’t intend to slang misinformation and falsehoods in the name of winning the argument (Unlike a few people on the other side of the sex-workers issues fence…).  That would be fighting fire with fire. Fuck fighting fire with fire! Apart from preventative controlled brush fires, that tactic does not work- Fight fire with *water* Or that special retardant foam.


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    September is truly here

    Wednesday, September 9th, 2009

     

    _MG_9887s Sorry I’ve been super quiet lately,  I finally finally finished my last piece of work for my course (for the moment at least) and it took a lot of my attention. That really doesn’t make for an exciting blog post for you.  ‘Yesterday I sat in the library and drank lucozade, I need to go to the post office later…’  Hmm. That would certainly have dropped my air of mystique in a heap, so I instead just went super quiet and concentrated on getting my work done, and done it is. Le Jeux Son Fait!

    I was going to be on a photo shoot to Bournemouth this week, but I had to rain cheque it as I was feeling under the weather.  I had to stay home, and then felt incredibly down as I was looking out the window to see the weather was stunning and beautiful yesterday. Sometime in future I will get some beach pictures done, sadly just not quite yet (and really, I need to finish releasing my newest ones already)  So instead of being out in the beautiful sun being tan and rolling around in the sand, I stayed in, ate rice pudding and watched Predator. Dammit. A friend came round and we played a board game with me all wrapped up on the couch being grumpy and having angry eyes all the time.  I’ve since slept for about 53 hours and felt a bit like a Slow Loris.

    Now with the week ahead I’m starting to make plans for the coming season and mentally get my head around the end of the summer and the start of a whole new state of play.

    Next Monday I begin a ‘detox’ which is a fancy way of saying ‘You’re gonna eat F all, for a lot of money, and you’re gonna LIKE it bitch!‘ And it’s true I will like it.

    At the same time, I cannot *believe for one second* that I let myself be talked into it by my truly villainous friend who shall forever after be known on this blog as Maleficent.

    The program is meant to be good for energy levels, which is why I’m taking it, that and I am a soft touch and was cajoled.  It’s been well reviewed in a few publications so I’m keeping that as my sword and shield against some very spurious scientific reasoning :) It isn’t really intended for weight loss, rather it is for energy, mental clarity and attitude which certainly cannot be a bad thing (unless of course they actually DO feed me F all ) So do not worry I won’t start looking like Victoria Beckham’s fatter cousin :) One gentleman I like deftly said ‘Didn’t realise you were into masochism’  Ha!

    It all brings to mind a film I saw called ‘the Road to Wellville’  which parodied (or perhaps chronicled) the adventures of a Victorian style Health Farm. Though I doubt my experience will be as extreme as ‘electrified bathing’ :)   It does mean for the next little while I can’t really drink alcohol. So any darling planning on bringing something for us to share hopefully you’ll understand that I’m being a good girl for that week.

    Recently I’ve been peeling away from the 70′s slightly to indulge in some new things… and have even danced about to Deadmau5 (Ghosts’n'stuff is my new warm up track at the gym), Abba (My vacuuming soundtrack) and rediscovered the funk with a bit of Parliament. Ok so Abba and Parliament aren’t new but I have some house music in there.

    But what I’ve listened to most the last few days has been Bat For Lashes ‘Two Suns’.  The first album had a few songs on it with a beat that make for excellent lapdances, very fuzzy kind of 60′s erotica with a modern edge… and the new one builds on that, with almost Middle Earth style lyrics and a broad scope. It’s not Tori Amos (despite the obvious Girl+Piano= Tori Amos comparison) it is in its way sexier than that. Much as I love Tori the only song she’s done that I can strip to is the cover of ‘New Age’ off of ‘Strange little girls’.  Anyway, Two Suns has well and truly found its way into my rotation, and I’ve got tickets for the gig in October :)

    Ive got some exciting things to tell all about- And that will be next post, promise, let’s not go so long without writing again Mmmkay? xx

    PS

    If there is one thing I have been reminded of:  It is that the gentlemen I see are absolutely the most lovely people and I am incredibly thankful for that- Thank you so much for the offers of help/care and for offering to get my shopping for me while I was home in bed xx

     


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