HAWT
picture by MB
Tuesday, 30 August 2011
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
yesterday or the day before yesterday
montauk's light house
andy warhol's house in montauk (symbolically one of the highlights of my life in the usa)
NYC EARTHQUAKE
crazy last 18 hours.
last night, at 4am, a badger/skunk came into the house in montauk and broke all the glasses of the house. total mayhem. here's a picture of the animal i think it was.
then, we just found out there was an earthquake in new york city. we didn't feel it in montauk, but what the fuck.
simultaneously, there's a friend in the caribbean being held by hurricane diana.
as marvin gaye would say, "what's going on?"
then, we just found out there was an earthquake in new york city. we didn't feel it in montauk, but what the fuck.
simultaneously, there's a friend in the caribbean being held by hurricane diana.
as marvin gaye would say, "what's going on?"
Sunday, 21 August 2011
Saturday, 20 August 2011
i couldn't do it
i couldn't do it. i couldn't answer to what i had offered.
i think the reasons for this are:
- it's been such a long time since i don't have sex that i feel really vulnerable, like the idea of being naked with someone is pretty daunting
- it's been such a long time since i haven't had sex that the idea of having a dick in my hand it's pretty scary. i don't even remember last time i gave someone a hand job. i wonder if i can still do it.
- i just didn't want this person to come just to have a shag - i need to hang out first. how would i feel afterwards otherwise? probably like a steak. do i want to feel like a steak? no. if you're here for a fuck you better hit the door.
- it's been such a long while that the idea of 'hot' sex feels overwhelming. i feel next time i am with someone i would much more prefer it to be 'nice' and 'cosey' and 'happy'.
for example, i like the idea of winter. it's cold outside and the guy is still in bed. last night was great. it was mellow loving sex. i'm in my underwear and a jumper. i get out of bed, put some thick woolen socks on, and i go to the kitchen make tea. i come back to my room with the teapot and two cups. i put them on the floor, get my book from the window seal, pour some tea in the cups, go back to bed with my tea and my book, kiss my lover on the shoulder, crawl up to him, stay there getting warm for a minute, starting to read my book, falling asleep again. waking up again, being together again, drink more tea, eventually go get some groceries, come back home, watch a movie. fall asleep and restart. winter wonderland.
if i went anywhere and hit it off with someone and things developed like this, it would be awesome. if this happens with someone i know, it would be awesome too. but i guess that's what i want? as opposed to 'we have three hours now, let's fuck and feel miserable afterwards'. i want to find someone with whom i instantly spend ten days non stop because we can't bare the thought of not hanging out together for a day.
i don't want empty sex. just give me love, i'll give you love too.
i think the reasons for this are:
- it's been such a long time since i haven't had sex that the idea of having a dick in my hand it's pretty scary. i don't even remember last time i gave someone a hand job. i wonder if i can still do it.
- i just didn't want this person to come just to have a shag - i need to hang out first. how would i feel afterwards otherwise? probably like a steak. do i want to feel like a steak? no. if you're here for a fuck you better hit the door.
- it's been such a long while that the idea of 'hot' sex feels overwhelming. i feel next time i am with someone i would much more prefer it to be 'nice' and 'cosey' and 'happy'.
for example, i like the idea of winter. it's cold outside and the guy is still in bed. last night was great. it was mellow loving sex. i'm in my underwear and a jumper. i get out of bed, put some thick woolen socks on, and i go to the kitchen make tea. i come back to my room with the teapot and two cups. i put them on the floor, get my book from the window seal, pour some tea in the cups, go back to bed with my tea and my book, kiss my lover on the shoulder, crawl up to him, stay there getting warm for a minute, starting to read my book, falling asleep again. waking up again, being together again, drink more tea, eventually go get some groceries, come back home, watch a movie. fall asleep and restart. winter wonderland.
if i went anywhere and hit it off with someone and things developed like this, it would be awesome. if this happens with someone i know, it would be awesome too. but i guess that's what i want? as opposed to 'we have three hours now, let's fuck and feel miserable afterwards'. i want to find someone with whom i instantly spend ten days non stop because we can't bare the thought of not hanging out together for a day.
i don't want empty sex. just give me love, i'll give you love too.
Friday, 19 August 2011
Thursday, 18 August 2011
Wednesday, 17 August 2011
new york these past few days
very strong look
new york's phallic conspiration
weird stuff
folk art
a bit of green in my life
HARD WORKIN STONED
It's 9:11 am and I'm already stoned. STOOOOON, STON, like this
But I'd like to share Virginie Despentes' words:
(ON SISTERHOOD BETWEEN BAD GIRLS)
"To build sisterhood you need to get out of your kitchen, out of your family, out of your love story, you have to be allowed to get outdoors. That's why sisterhood is more a tradition for whores, alcoholics and outcasts. Good girls have husbands, good girls have children, good girls don't need a gang.
One of the most important things that have happened in entertainment in the last 10 years is reality TV and Big Brother. The main message is "Be ready to betray your friend. Be ready to vote against him or her. Be prepared to watch him get expelled and learn not to protest. You're gathered only to get rid of the weakest." This concerns men as well as women: unity, solidarity, collective struggles are for losers."
."
We are right here, right next door to you, come and meet us, we'll love you back. We the sisters who wear tight skirts and crop shirts. We read the papers. Steal Vogue magazine from the airport. Make songs. We know how to make love, fuck, hold, caress, impress, succeed and serenade because we have orgasms inside and outside. We was high on acid when you was sniffing coke. We got flowers in our hair and our middle finger in the air.
Peace.
But I'd like to share Virginie Despentes' words:
(ON SISTERHOOD BETWEEN BAD GIRLS)
"To build sisterhood you need to get out of your kitchen, out of your family, out of your love story, you have to be allowed to get outdoors. That's why sisterhood is more a tradition for whores, alcoholics and outcasts. Good girls have husbands, good girls have children, good girls don't need a gang.
One of the most important things that have happened in entertainment in the last 10 years is reality TV and Big Brother. The main message is "Be ready to betray your friend. Be ready to vote against him or her. Be prepared to watch him get expelled and learn not to protest. You're gathered only to get rid of the weakest." This concerns men as well as women: unity, solidarity, collective struggles are for losers."
."
We are right here, right next door to you, come and meet us, we'll love you back. We the sisters who wear tight skirts and crop shirts. We read the papers. Steal Vogue magazine from the airport. Make songs. We know how to make love, fuck, hold, caress, impress, succeed and serenade because we have orgasms inside and outside. We was high on acid when you was sniffing coke. We got flowers in our hair and our middle finger in the air.
Peace.
Tuesday, 16 August 2011
Monday, 15 August 2011
Sunday, 14 August 2011
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Wednesday, 10 August 2011
SUBVERSIVE PERFORMANCE AND GENDER CLASSIFICATIONS
THIS GUY FUCKIN ROCKS.
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Sunday, 7 August 2011
Thursday, 4 August 2011
unexplainable
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
Tuesday, 2 August 2011
Amagantauk
boutique camping in Amagansett
including tent lounging
and sun protection
then comes Montauk
and winds of change are coming
and even if we have to battle the storm
the sun will never leave us
also, please meet luisa
Monday, 1 August 2011
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