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tonite, i went to the cinema, and on the way back, i bumped into one of my boys, outside a pub!
he lives quite near.
his face! hahaha, i smiled and walked on.
we always say...imagine if we met on the street? what would u do?
well, i said if u wanted to chat, i would. no other woman there, sure. im ok, i have no cause to be concerned, but he does. as he was with a woman, i walked on.
he foned me 5 mins later...a belated hello!
id always chat, but only if it fitted right.
i have been in situ before, introduced to work colleagues etc..
im a freelancer outside anyway, its been good cover.
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Added on: 08/05/06 23:44
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well..me and miss x, my faved funtime buddy, decided to have a "bayswater night" just for a giggly gal nosey at something we both knew about...
so we met at the tube. 2 mins in, i was describing my stupid attire and how it has habits of loosening itself, and showing more cleavage than planned, i was showing her in physical terms..and a boob escaped! just for a second..but enough for 2 gents to see me diving into the wall to cover myself. too late! 2 gents started to howl along with miss x, and i thought, can i go anywhere? the random boob was noticed immediately! they waved at us, and we laughed so..my face was very hot, good job it was dark! it gets worse/better..
down to a bar with chairs and tables outside, and we couldnt get a seat, so we hung around the st corner with everyone else...but who better to hang around a st corner than us, hahahaaa
i protested to a seated gent, "can we have a seat please? we look like 2 hookers standing on a st corner here." how we laughed.a good night was just beginning!
we got a seat after 20min, and settled down with icebucket of fine wine. a lovely warm night, chatting, and then...
MY BAG went walkies....
i wont detail, but just everything i need to live/be?
u know that awful whooosh of adrenalin and fear, the horror, ur shaking, ur eyes dart everywhere...well, i calmed down in a min, i really did. i knew all was lost. i thought, u know what? lets have a fun night, il sort this out later.
we had a great night, due to miss x providing me with a few tipples! i hadnt been on a night out for ages, so i was determined we were going to have a good laugh. so we did!
we got back to mines, with a 24 hr locksmith in tow, brilliant, he didnt even need to break locks, he did it all so quietly, and fast. we were in. no neighbour disturbance etc...brilliant.
landlord was due to visit with plumber next morn, but in my horror/joy, i dismissed that for a bit. it was ok. it was lunchtime....
well, the next bit of the saga...
put the air con on, and miss x was comfy on sofa..me on bed.. too hot, we just crashed out in clothes.
i woke up in the dress still! i looked ok too, so did miss x...
well, the worlds best looking aussie plumber arrived and we were agog and smiling at each other...
he went to fix the boiler, and the landlord arrived with new keys, i had text him in mid of night on the good-gal fone to bring me new keys, explain later.
little did i know that the aussie travelling plumber was also going to fix the light socket in my boudoir...the boudoir had new sex toys and new undies scattered in a pile on the floor from the prev days shopping jaunt!
he pushed the door open...
i dived across the hall to save the discovery of him finding it and telling landlord...
"er, i saw lots of sextoys etc, i think u might be renting to a naughtygal?"
so i dived like a divey thing! hahaa. and that dress...the one that the boobs escape from? well, guess what? yeah...both boobs out, i had on a half cup AP bra, and u just dont notice ur nips are out when diving...u only check them when ur out n about. the sex toy diving was a mistake. hes talking about boiler parts and pipes, and my nips were out, me going, "oh yes, aha, certainly, thats ok, fine, u get the parts, il make another appt for u...." im facing the hottest plumber in uk, and i didnt even know.. till 2 mins later, i noticed!
he has to come back! i will wear a polo neck...
miss x was in the bath, and she emerges all gorgeous and clean, and landlord is wondering why she calls me heather? we still call each other the badgal names, we are used to it. landlord is squinting at me...
now thats another blog..!
too unreal, too unbelievable, but i have a witness!
well 3, but 2 wouldnt tell...would they?
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Added on: 07/29/06 22:31
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anyone reading who knows me....pls EMAIL me with nos. whole story later! bummer...money, house keys, fone, bank cards, everything.
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Added on: 07/26/06 01:46
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i am going to have a look, bayswater nights...there might be a lot of smoky dark eyeshadow, and glossed hair and lips, and furtive glancing, its got to be a laff/eye opener, nothing new to them, but i just havent had a look..yet.
i dont live far, i can run/escape just around the corner!
im not daft, im just intruiged.
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Added on: 07/23/06 20:07
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im having a borough market crisis. its so odd not having that on my doorstep anymore. i spoke before of random nitetime wanders into the city, finding 24/7 shoppies, walk the streets at 4am eating cheese and taking in the silence/stillness..(ooh, isnt that apt, walk the street bit) haha,
when i was a new born again bad gal...
i like to think im a good gal, thats how i feel anyway. modern day london bridge and historical london bridge is my whole london life, never lived anywhere else, scotland to here, thats it.
market days, fri and sat, id hook up with the mateys after, we do the market porter, the wheatsheaf, we sit on the street in summer, everyone does, its the coolest, u swap stories, tho i can never swap mines now, u know what i mean..tempted to shock tho.
we watch the world go by in the hubub and incoherent jumbles of chat. the mudlark and the globe, every one has tumbles of people sitting everywhere..
fish!restuarant, i love it, i miss it, 3 weeks in, i need a borough fix!
been investigating the new land, im smiling at ledbury rd, going onto bayswater (u know what happens there, haha)
funny im soo soo near the famed bad-gal flats, pure coincedence! a good coincendence, eh?
thoughts....oh.. a wee jolly jaunt into bayswater of an eve..just to watch the furtive goings on. dare i?
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Added on: 07/23/06 19:44
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i didnt even tell u about foo fighters and motorhead did i? that was weeks ago, it was a date well organised, me and one of the boys have been on a couple of music outings, the last one was hyde park, a few weeks ago. it was boiling that sat, we had to get in the shade a bit, then the worst thing happened...he had the bag with my fone and my life in it...and i lost him! no, he marched through, he lost ME. haha, only 85,000 bods...i couldnt even fone him? he foned me, and realised MY fone was ringing in the bag...oh woe was me..not a penny, and no fone...i knew id get it back but at that moment i was begging.
i went back to the spot that i lost him at, he thought same thing...eureka! yeah, we met.. miracle..phewwwwwww....
well the gig was brilliant, i got a body surfer that nearly broke my neck tho, wee bit scary!
foo had brian may and roger taylor in on the gig, lemmy and foo drummer singing, grohl on guitar too, a mish mash mixup, it was brilliant. loved it, thanks to a certain funkster, u know who u are.
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Added on: 07/20/06 00:37
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im a flower collecter..another honour..i was again chosen by a not so young boy (27) to introduce him to a very nice thing. a nice time was had by all, well 2 of us! but ive just had a such a gorgeous email from him, he wanted to know the album we were listening to, he wanted to buy it, cos its going to be "the music" of his first time, awwww...i thought il have to blog a lovely feeling.
we had lots of chat beforehand, i really wanted to be the right choice, he was adamant it was, and i was, so we made a date. i got his faved tipple in, i thought hes going to want a little for dutch courage eh? and some dips and chips etc. we had zero 7 and ray lamontagne, some nice chilled tunes. we regailed tales of past glastonbury ventures, we had been quite near each other tent wise! and we saw the same bands too, i thought we may have passed each other, u never know?
he was fine, no worries at all, and the look on his face! u cant see inside my head, but that will be there forever!
he just said to me he had the best time, hes so pleased, and had a big daft grin all day today, hahaa. im pleased, cos some people have had a terrible time, first time. (not with me, mind, haha) its all good and cosy, hes made me feel good too. ive got a big daft grin myself!
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Added on: 07/17/06 22:51
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nothing to do with prev blog, but fun...
ladies...we trim and tidy our bits....all sorts of ways...
we are having a FANNICURE. a top of the thighs manicure. what a great word!
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Added on: 07/15/06 21:54
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as u know, ive moved.
what a hoarder of rubbish, bits of fluff, oh look, save that button, u never know, take that zip off that vile skirt, that zip will be going on a new skirt design (i like to make clothes) did u buy that when it was time of the month? u must have, a vile horrid garment, never wore it, still got price tag on. bloody waste of money....
still unpacking, yep, two weeks in, im still doing it. finding receipts for milk from last yr. a hoarder, like i said.
the boudoirs looking good tho..
yeah, its been viewed from horizontal positions! oooer missus. dont open second bedroom tho, its like a bomb went off. i was searching for fone charger, it was at london bridge still, but i made massive mess flinging the contents out of the previously neat stacked boxes in that room. its shameful, the mess i made. i even took a foto. 5 mins to do the mess, 15 days tidying so far and not even near the end. im not painting a very mental glamdolly pic am i? haha...oh dont tell me uve never mislaid an important thing now...
second bedroom, its going to be my little arty work studio. its lovely tho, im so pleased i moved.
im now thinking, does a location move come into equation? who will travel? who lives near? i havent changed typo site location and have started getting calls, oh ur SE1, great...
when i was there, i didnt get that! ive had to tell them now, and i get... awww, im in the city...pah!
but of course, if u want to see a lady, ul go to the ends of the earth....
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Added on: 07/15/06 21:47
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oh a pic opportunity, i had about 3 seconds....before he moved.
my toys live under pillows, so i can get to them quickly! and last nite, one popped out! no-one around, except pussyboy, thats my boy cat. he got comfy with a rabbit, a rampant rabbit if u will, cuddling it, with that cat face on, u know, non-smiling nonchalent look.
i had to take a pic with my fone, it was too funny, i will never see that again, i thought, quick, get the fonecamera! classic. pussy with a vibrator.
its a boycat, hmmmm
im not very techy, but il try to post it sometime! or send u by camerafone, u can keep it as fone screensaver hahaa, its a howler.
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Added on: 07/10/06 23:02
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oh do u know what i did? a big blog update, flossiecat leapt onto me, it got deleted, that was last nite, i could have strangled her. i type with 2 fingers, thats why u dont get punctuation etc.
the cow. well, cat.
moved house, u know that bit, i nearly moved 3 times, what dramas,
pack unpack pack get keys give back keys wheres my deposit oh there it is ok thanks...for nuthin.
new notting hill flat is gorgeous, i can see a hot famous actors bedroom, but he shut the curtains, pah. mines are certainly shut. binliners on windows. joke..
went to venice inbetween all of that too, lucky me! one of the boys treated me. id love to tell details, but fear of connection and strangers reading, well, i cant. u never know whos reading, a workmate of his etc. the funniest details might be reccied by someone. lets just say, check if u got ur passport.
its gorgeous, venice tho, really slow and tranquil, i had bellinis at harrys bar, i saw jane seymour in there! (she looks great) i saw a faved artists work (klimt) i sat in st marks square, rialto bridge, bought a couple of masks and had fantastic food, sipping prosecco by the grand canal, i was swooning with the thought of being a famed venetian courtesan. well, i was, in the moment.
its a place u can visit alone, i do that, u know, go alone, some people think thats odd. i like to soak it in, i love history and go on the walks alone, and listen to the guide. i could never do package hols, i want to get the real feel of where i am. be with the real people. wander off, down little sts, find little bars, restuarants, and local people.
one new yrs, i was in cyprus with a toothless pensioner in omodos. we drank commandaria and made physical gestures and drew pics to understand each other. u cant buy that exp. very humbling.
theres still stuff but that will do for now.
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Added on: 07/09/06 22:27
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i will get around to blogging the past few weeks, christ, a lot to tell u! but for now, im a new notting hill billy, do they have portobello mushrooms in portobello market? hahaa xx
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Added on: 06/26/06 00:00
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theres a million, squillion things to blog, il never get around to it, well i will, but not now.
a new house tho, out in the sticks. moving soon!
also a new exp, a new boy, a wee bit different. he had stuff to tell me. stuff u just dont blog. threw me for a min. well ok, a wee bit more. both of us were ok tho. got on very well, really natural chat etc. pizza, wine and a good giggle.
not so young, but under 40, and i was the first. EVER. i felt so honoured, i could have cried. he really really trusted me to be the first exp. he read me here, posts etc, and he made the decision. i was shocked but delighted. i asked if he was absolutely sure, i wasnt sure if doing this "new thing" with me was a good idea? he had thought a lot, and wanted to procceed. ok.
he confessed.. it hadnt much got to 1st base before, well, i thought we might get to 1st, maybe even 2nd. that would have been a good progress? well, he got a good bit further! no tears, no awkwardness, no weird fumbles, tho i had thought that that might happen. it wouldnt have been a problem, but it went far better than MY first ever time.
its funny, hes a really assured confident boy, handsome, physically fit, a good standard of lifestyle, sporty, intelligent, interesting, travelled, well spoken etc..
i find it hard to hide me, im just out with it. i have one biggie..this, he has one too. well.. we know each others. im honoured he trusted me. hed never even met me b4. what a nice boy.
this isnt about me showing off about being a great first for people, ive just had a wee revelation about myself. i have drawn some boys who really trust me with innermost thoughts and feelings, i will never, ever dishonour that trust. im meant to be HERE. not a therapist, just a good ear maybe. oh god, if he read this, hed be dying of embarrassment, but hey, its between me and him, deep down, reading here, only he knows who he is.
i saw a book title recently.."where did it all go right?" instead of where did it all go wrong? well thats a good title. its 70s childhood stuff, choppers and connect 4 etc, it caught my eye, the title seems appropriate for this blog. i had a chopper and connect 4 too! girls didnt have chopper bikes, but i was a bit of a tomboy then.
i just dont know if THIS is appropriate to blog, but im not being rude, it is my thoughts. and its nice real feel feeling. i suppose blogs are a bit adverty, but i just mean to be me. i might put people off sometimes, but perhaps they shouldnt visit if they dont like reading my thoughts. keep me as a visual thing? i dont know. ive never kept a diary of thoughts before. i post fun jokey stuff a lot, but recently, i see that ive gotten more serious. hey, a new facet u all didnt know of! till now. not bad stuff, just more delicate issues.
my first ever escort venture was the boys first ever exp, i didnt think about it so profoundly, its a past blog.
so at the end of the day, to date..
my first and last escort adventure, was an untouched boy. its doing something to my head space, but not a bad thing.
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Added on: 05/23/06 01:07
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just thought, i had a line there, my few past blogs, few n far between. i feel like hunter s thompson, fear and loathing, las vegas, and hells angels. all at once. im looking at myself. why am i here? being me, or doing this? i think i have a purpose in lots of sectors.
it makes ur facets more interesting, tho. good times, bad times, interesting times..lessons learned.
something else..
i get emails from people, whole life stories, real feelings, bad stuff, good fun stuff, but people that need to talk to someone. i know i draw them, i knew i would, its fine. others are lighter. some people spill so easily, its ok, im flattered he/they trust.
one boy, 40 something, a few mails, i told him i wasnt the best bet. an escort wasnt the solution, but chat me if u like, il help u find the way. so down on himself. but not a weirdo, just lost and hurting. he now mails me from all over the planet, i sent him to go and live. im getting fab mails, full of fun, from all over the world, hes enjoying it. he asked if he could keep in touch, tell me how hes doing, new pals hes met etc. sure, i said. he said something lovely to me.. "u dont know what uve done for me" well, its ok, we never met, and im telling others a little bit? i feel all cosy knowing ive done something nice like that. he deserved a bit of tlc.
a happy single 40, new abode search, a permanent home for my older days, im reflecting.. maybe i am machoor after all! xx
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Added on: 05/08/06 21:59
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oh, far too much stuff, my head is at bursting point, ul have random blogs later on.. all thats gone on, weird stuff, good stuff, bad stuff, crazy stuff, im sort of calm tho, after acceptance. i was like a chicken with its head cut off at moments for the past few weeks, christ, so would u be. do u know what tho? i look at it with hindsight, and i quite like it, in a funny sort of way. the central london buzz is good, but just tonite, im thinking differently.
been looking for a new flat. been here 12 yrs, its my cosy boudoir, i love it. i suddenly feel need to go to a quieter place, im getting old and crotchety! i want complete silence and a garden, i want a cosy smallsville, i want a gardener with a flat cap, i want pretty flowers and to hear crickets at night. maybe mates deaths have made me think..i need a quiet lifelong abode to see my last days in. will buy soon.
i nearly had a waterloo abode, well i did, till this morn, silent for central, but maybe some omens..its gone. i think the omens might have been saving me from something i did not know of. i got deposit back, so, no harm done. maybe i should be somewhere else.
ive always lived central-zone 1, kennington, then london bridge. i dont know anything else, im frightened, its like moving country, i felt like this when i moved from scotland. moving to london was so scary. on top of that, my boy flatmate spent most time at his gfs place, i was alone. sat in my room and cried, i had no pals, i really didnt. i made some after about a year of working in pubs, and of course i went to art college. they are still my pals now, love them, my pals. great people. they all live zone 1,2, within reach. 15 min taxi, if i need them. and them me, but we have never needed emergency, well, maybe lost keys or something like that.
looking forward to a new boudoir! it will be just as cosy, as the previous, my stuff, my own stamp, my own bed, thats most important to me, my own bed. ive been in some very comfy beds, but ur bed is ur bed? my bed is the place to be, for me. i eat, sleep, read, laugh, and er, do naughty things! then i eat, sleep, read....
its a good meeting place too, all of my friends have slept in my bed at sometime, girl and boy mates (just mates!)weve laughed and cried, my bed has stories, maybe i should tell that sometime, "my bed - a story". non sexy stuff. just stuff.
i said, where do i start?, well, it just went all schmoozy sentimental at the end eh?, haha. what are u doing? two fingers wiggling ?...the world's smallest violin playing, just for me...?
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Added on: 05/08/06 20:58
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for gods sake...not a close pal, but someone i knew, age 35, choked on a sweet the other day! gone. thats 3 people in a matter of weeks, and guess what? they all knew each other. its just weird to be hearing all of this stuff at my age.
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Added on: 05/02/06 18:13
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just got a text..another mate has died! sat morn, age 42, just dropped dead at home. whats going on? im too young to be having this news. thats selfish saying that, like im more bothered about my shock or something. i didnt think id be blogging this again for a while, death. he had a heart attack, was healthy before, a gym goer, a non smoking vegan.
in the late 80s, we started a business together, fashion design, got ourselves a studio in town, 2 industrial machines, 1 overlocker, and set to. we sewed and sewed and became quite the hotshot trendy design team. we were skint tho! we had a name, but no funds, i think we paid urselves 50 a week, the rest went into buying fabric, and paying the bills. we were starving, i remember us sharing a pot noodle and sewing in fingerless gloves in winter, cos our studio was so cold. it had frost on the inside of the windows. summertime, i was sewing in bra and pants, cos it was boiling hot, we had 20 metal frame windows.
we had 2 labels, womenswear and menswear. we argued about the names. we homed in on the rave scene, cos they loved mad designer clothes. we were dreadful business people, we did it for the love of it really. sean was a brilliant tailor, could pattern cut and grade, i couldnt, so i did all the fashion illustration drawing, and we both sewed. i had a sewing machine from 14, i still have it, use it too. i can make a fab skirt in 40 mins! industrial machines are far better, super fast. sometimes we would be up all night to finish stuff.
the jungle drums travelled, and soon we were stocking our stuff in shops in glasgow and edinburgh. as i said, we were terrible in business, we got ripped off for sure! we should have got a financial backer but...
well, early 90s, i decided to come to london? got the art education, do alright in my arty job, i tried to persuade him, but he recoiled at the thought, so i left him to it, wished him well, kept in touch. he did ok, his talent got him places. and now its all over at 42, its not right, is it?
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Added on: 05/02/06 00:21
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like u didnt know....
im a real woman now.
flashbacks of age 4,7,8,10,14,16,18,21,23...
im half way thru my life. maybe i wont be here at 80 tho. i can really see its just not long enough, i feel ive wasted time and procrastinated far too much. u think ur invincible when ur 21, ur going to be that forever.
im so comfy saying im in the 40 bracket, but i want to be this forever now. my prime. i thought being 29 forever was a good thing, then 35 forever.
my mum must have a thought, her 40 yr old daughter never married or had babies. its not going to be happening mum, believe me. im terrified of both. it would take one hell of a man to oust me. i wonder what might have been sometimes, but i dont really dwell.
its not the usual is it? she doesnt protest that thought, but she must think about it a bit. i wonder why i didnt bow down to that too. i think i might have been reading too many books about u know what...and i was never wanting the usual. hehe ive got what i looked for. i choose this.
well i know im not the usual either, but that doesnt make me right. im right for me and thats how it is.
with age, comes wisdom, and thats important to me. but procrastination, i have to fix that bit NOW! oh i know its my worst trait.
im liking the phrase, i am 40, but i feel as if im on an egg timer, regarding things i want to do/learn/exp. just a bit.
am i arguing with myself here? coloured by society perception whilst rearing up to the otherwise?
i even do it on blog too, shooting tangents, yeah go back to that bit/time later...
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Added on: 04/16/06 21:29
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oh some good pics! some, i look like hard faced joan crawford...whatever happened to dollymopp? like the baby jane film..
well, im pleased, the hedy lamar hairdo wasnt a mistake, i think il do that hairdo on me sometimes, i looked kinda cute! i think il go back to the same guy, do more pics. i get the gaydar feeling hes gay, so im quite safe to get a bit sexy raunch i think.
theres one pic..u know that ive just seen the virgin mary at lourdes look, im bernadette of lourdes on one pic, how apt, hahaaa...cant wait to show u!
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Added on: 04/13/06 21:59
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did my 30s-40s shoot today, its on film tho, so no see till they are developed. i did a hairdo ive never done on me before, middle parting and curls, gone with the wind! i looked weird with 40s make up and false eyelashes. i do that kind of stuff on other people all the time for my job, but not really on me, and never for fotos. also had some miss prim clothes on, though i got a corset and some feather burlesque fans out later! tore 3 pairs of stockings whilst putting them on, ive never done that either! good job id brought lots of clothes and stuff.
oh, its all fey and dreamy dreamy staring into the distance stuff, i bet i look daft on most of them, but 4 or 5, thats all i want really. but im hoping i look like a hollywood starlet...maybe more like a hollywood startup tho haha!
what was fabulous, was the fotografers place, its all vintage 30s 40s furniture and decor. he lives that whole scene, no tv, no cd, no mobile fone, certainly no pc! so no digi camera etc...oh no, all old fash camera, done just "so".
a grammaphone, so we had glenn miller sounds all day. i was served tea in a teacup and saucer, did my make up and hair at an art deco dressing table, lay on an art deco rug. he collects vintage everything and i had real 30s shoes and dresses on for some pics.
even the kitchen! old tins with biscuits and tea leaves etc. it was like a museum, and u know how i love that!
well i will certainly look a bit different....
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Added on: 04/09/06 22:32
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