Thursday, January 31, 2013
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
LINGERIE ENTHUSIAST.
I admit it. I'm a lingerie-lover. I like the weird ones, the conceptual and the classic. No matter what your size, you can wear one or more pieces that make you feel at least 10% sexier than you do in a pair of sweatpants coupled with a shirt that says "WHAM!".
Here are a few yummy finds.
Here are a few yummy finds.
Friday, January 25, 2013
I WANNA DIVORCE…… NO!
Not a day goes by when i don't thank G. for being a woman…. in Canada.
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"Just before dawn, Sommayeh Mehri’s husband slipped into the bedroom where she slept with her two small daughters and doused their sleeping figures with a bucket of acid. Mehri awoke to excruciating pain and began shouting for help. “I’m burning, I’m burning!” she screamed. Her husband, who had earlier denied Mehri’s request for a divorce, had cut electricity to the house before his attack. It took long minutes for Mehri’s neighbors to find water and reach the family in the darkness. Today the skin across her face and arms is covered with rough, discolored scars. One eye has fused entirely into the skin, and she can see no more than faint shadows with her remaining eye. Mehri knows only from others’ accounts that her younger daughter Rana, now 3, is also badly disfigured, with burns across 60% of her body.
These days, Mehri and Rana spend their time traveling between hospitals in Tehran and their home in Hemmatabad, a small village in southeastern Iran, near the city of Bam. (The older daughter Nazanin was injured less severely.) They have both endured numerous surgeries and will require many more. Doctors hope that with time they will be able to restore Mehri’s sight and repair Rana’s eyelid, enabling the toddler to shut her remaining eye. But whether Mehri and Rana will ever receive justice is another question. Under qesas, the eye-for-an-eye principle of Iran’s Islamic penal code, Mehri is entitled to ask for compensation and the right to blind and disfigure her husband with acid. Authorities in nearby Bam have been slow to grant Mehri’s divorce, however, and eventually released her husband last year on bail; Mehri has told reporters that he has since threatened her life.
While such acid attacks are much less common in Iran than in countries like India or Pakistan, Mehri’s ordeal is a troubling reminder of the legal and social discrimination women face under Tehran’s Islamic government. Iran’s judiciary often acts in proportion to media scrutiny and public outrage, and as a poor woman from the provinces, Mehri has found herself unequipped to command media attention. Her main concern remains treatment for her daughter Rana. “She doesn’t understand yet what has happened to her,” Mehri told an Iranian news agency. “That’s why she’s still playful and happy. But with one emptied-out eye and a burned face, how can she live among her friends and others? This is my great sorrow.”
Read more: http://lightbox.time.com/2013/01/24/the-agony-of-injustice-in-iran/#ixzz2IzJOpkpy"
Divorce in western Countries is not pretty, it's not happy but it's freedom.
And it doesn't have to mean fear of rape, acid attack, getting physically abused, excommunicated or even death…
Divorce is hard but it's freedom. Freedom to accept change, freedom to be wrong.
And it doesn't have to mean fear of rape, acid attack, getting physically abused, excommunicated or even death…
Divorce is hard but it's freedom. Freedom to accept change, freedom to be wrong.
When societies created by weak men's ego and their idiotic ways hurt the mothers and carers of their own children.
Here are Time's photos of the aftermath of an acid attack on a woman who dared to ask for divorce, in Iran.
Here are Time's photos of the aftermath of an acid attack on a woman who dared to ask for divorce, in Iran.
REPOST FROM TIME.com
Photos: Abolfazl Nesaei
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"Just before dawn, Sommayeh Mehri’s husband slipped into the bedroom where she slept with her two small daughters and doused their sleeping figures with a bucket of acid. Mehri awoke to excruciating pain and began shouting for help. “I’m burning, I’m burning!” she screamed. Her husband, who had earlier denied Mehri’s request for a divorce, had cut electricity to the house before his attack. It took long minutes for Mehri’s neighbors to find water and reach the family in the darkness. Today the skin across her face and arms is covered with rough, discolored scars. One eye has fused entirely into the skin, and she can see no more than faint shadows with her remaining eye. Mehri knows only from others’ accounts that her younger daughter Rana, now 3, is also badly disfigured, with burns across 60% of her body.
These days, Mehri and Rana spend their time traveling between hospitals in Tehran and their home in Hemmatabad, a small village in southeastern Iran, near the city of Bam. (The older daughter Nazanin was injured less severely.) They have both endured numerous surgeries and will require many more. Doctors hope that with time they will be able to restore Mehri’s sight and repair Rana’s eyelid, enabling the toddler to shut her remaining eye. But whether Mehri and Rana will ever receive justice is another question. Under qesas, the eye-for-an-eye principle of Iran’s Islamic penal code, Mehri is entitled to ask for compensation and the right to blind and disfigure her husband with acid. Authorities in nearby Bam have been slow to grant Mehri’s divorce, however, and eventually released her husband last year on bail; Mehri has told reporters that he has since threatened her life.
While such acid attacks are much less common in Iran than in countries like India or Pakistan, Mehri’s ordeal is a troubling reminder of the legal and social discrimination women face under Tehran’s Islamic government. Iran’s judiciary often acts in proportion to media scrutiny and public outrage, and as a poor woman from the provinces, Mehri has found herself unequipped to command media attention. Her main concern remains treatment for her daughter Rana. “She doesn’t understand yet what has happened to her,” Mehri told an Iranian news agency. “That’s why she’s still playful and happy. But with one emptied-out eye and a burned face, how can she live among her friends and others? This is my great sorrow.”
Read more: http://lightbox.time.com/2013/01/24/the-agony-of-injustice-in-iran/#ixzz2IzJOpkpy"
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
It is cold as ____ out there
FYI Fellas. It has been a cold mofo out there past few days and will continue to be for a while soooo please stop freaking the hell out cause your regular no strings attached booty thang has recently been indulging in some cuddle time with you.
No need to call the troops to get your emotional barrier up cause she's might just be freakin' cold and if you weren't in such a state of panic you might realize that falling asleep in mountain of breasts is best place to be when it's -40 outside.
Friday, January 18, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
I'M SCREWD
Jon Stewart 's brain, Obama's charisma, the Dalaï Lama's sweet life humour, a tiiiiny bit of Will Ferrel, Tosh.O and Louie CK's humour, all nicely packed in Rob Evans body: there, found what i'm looking for in my future husband.
EASY INVASION
Sometimes, i wish my heart wasn't so available.
I wish it would be stronger against the easy invasion of a sweet good looking man….that compliments my eyes…or my smile...or my ass….
I wish it would be stronger against the easy invasion of a sweet good looking man….that compliments my eyes…or my smile...or my ass….
Monday, January 14, 2013
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Dry Spell Insights
It's been ... since I've gotten any.
I don't wanna mention the exact amount of time cause whether or not that is a very long time is hyper subjective but what I can tell you is that I've past the stage where you're constantly horny and entered the stage where every man is nothing more than a ken doll for me. It was my own personal decision cause I'm on a hunt for quality so I'm not too mad about the whole situation and to be honest I've actually learned a lot about myself during time so I thought I'd share 3 insights I've learned during my Dry Spell.
3. There is such a thing as Vagina Goggles.
During that first stage of my dry spell where I was horny all day everyday I was considering men that I would be ashamed to present to my taxi driver, let alone my family. What's worse is that these weren't new encounters these were the same old dudes that i keep around for rainy day. When I realized how stupid my vagina goggles were making me I did a full clean up of my little black book. If I can't be seen with you in daylight you can't seeing me in dim light. point. [my book thinned out quite a bit :( ]
2. I really do love dick.
Now every girl is different so maybe you don't give a flying shit about penetration but I apparently can barely live without it. Don't get me wrong I love masturbating but it really isn't the same for me. I miss riding someone and that sensation when the tip first enters you. I considered venturing into the dildo etc world [yup till this date I've never stuck any toy in me] but I really don't think it would be enough for me. It's the whole sex package deal that I enjoy. His scent, griping his muscles, his lips, etc. and so far you can't simulate that. However as a response to me not getting any my libido has reached a record low. I barely ever even think about sex anymore. Which leads me to my last insight
1. Chastity leads to unbelievable Productivity.
All that time that I've spent of boyfriends is now spent on me. All that time I've spent flirting up a storm just so I can get a mediocre lay is now spent on my projects. All that time I've spent daytime sex dreaming is now spent on my daily tasks. I have never been so organized and productive and it all due to my no sex pact. I don't think about getting a man, I don't try to seduce, I just do me and well it's about freaking time. Now I'm not saying everyone needs to go the no sex path to get further in their career but from time to time it might be good to put yourself in check and just think could I be doing something just a little more productive than waiting for this lowlife's text. Well that was my situation I needed to stop seeking approval and attention from people I don't even approve of. I needed to center my energy on me and I needed to stop having sex till I find a guy worth having sex with. So far I've met none and I have a feeling it'll be a while before I do but on the flip side my self-worth has never been better.
I don't wanna mention the exact amount of time cause whether or not that is a very long time is hyper subjective but what I can tell you is that I've past the stage where you're constantly horny and entered the stage where every man is nothing more than a ken doll for me. It was my own personal decision cause I'm on a hunt for quality so I'm not too mad about the whole situation and to be honest I've actually learned a lot about myself during time so I thought I'd share 3 insights I've learned during my Dry Spell.
3. There is such a thing as Vagina Goggles.
During that first stage of my dry spell where I was horny all day everyday I was considering men that I would be ashamed to present to my taxi driver, let alone my family. What's worse is that these weren't new encounters these were the same old dudes that i keep around for rainy day. When I realized how stupid my vagina goggles were making me I did a full clean up of my little black book. If I can't be seen with you in daylight you can't seeing me in dim light. point. [my book thinned out quite a bit :( ]
2. I really do love dick.
Now every girl is different so maybe you don't give a flying shit about penetration but I apparently can barely live without it. Don't get me wrong I love masturbating but it really isn't the same for me. I miss riding someone and that sensation when the tip first enters you. I considered venturing into the dildo etc world [yup till this date I've never stuck any toy in me] but I really don't think it would be enough for me. It's the whole sex package deal that I enjoy. His scent, griping his muscles, his lips, etc. and so far you can't simulate that. However as a response to me not getting any my libido has reached a record low. I barely ever even think about sex anymore. Which leads me to my last insight
1. Chastity leads to unbelievable Productivity.
All that time that I've spent of boyfriends is now spent on me. All that time I've spent flirting up a storm just so I can get a mediocre lay is now spent on my projects. All that time I've spent daytime sex dreaming is now spent on my daily tasks. I have never been so organized and productive and it all due to my no sex pact. I don't think about getting a man, I don't try to seduce, I just do me and well it's about freaking time. Now I'm not saying everyone needs to go the no sex path to get further in their career but from time to time it might be good to put yourself in check and just think could I be doing something just a little more productive than waiting for this lowlife's text. Well that was my situation I needed to stop seeking approval and attention from people I don't even approve of. I needed to center my energy on me and I needed to stop having sex till I find a guy worth having sex with. So far I've met none and I have a feeling it'll be a while before I do but on the flip side my self-worth has never been better.
Monday, January 7, 2013
I ... A GIRL AND I LIKED IT
So the other night i had an erotic dream.... It's been happening quite often lately but that night was different.
I dreamed of a girl. This had never happened to be before. I've kissed girls before, and sometimes i get turned on by a touch, the smell of a women's soft neck or just by a look, but i never really took it further, even in my fantasies.
She was blond ( wtf, i find brunettes way more attractive!?) tanned, with i tiny waist, big hungry eyes and the perkiest cheeks. She felt to soft, yet her breast were firm and warm. She was light and tiny but felt heavy on my skin....
Woke up all sweaty, with locked legs, like a teenager that had her first orgasm...
I dreamed of a girl. This had never happened to be before. I've kissed girls before, and sometimes i get turned on by a touch, the smell of a women's soft neck or just by a look, but i never really took it further, even in my fantasies.
She was blond ( wtf, i find brunettes way more attractive!?) tanned, with i tiny waist, big hungry eyes and the perkiest cheeks. She felt to soft, yet her breast were firm and warm. She was light and tiny but felt heavy on my skin....
Woke up all sweaty, with locked legs, like a teenager that had her first orgasm...
Sunday, January 6, 2013
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