Va Va Voom!!

Vamping it up!

So Nothing and I went to Revel the other night with a mutual friend of ours.  It wasn't as one would thought, but it was still interesting to watch the denizens of the club that night.  As usual, it was a plethora of people, of all shapes, sizes, and fashions (or lack of).  There was the normal lookie-loos of older guys who came to get a gander of the boys and girls dancing and playing "Kick The Smurf". Music was rather good for the most part, though there were a few songs that were like... eehhh.. not really... 

Gotta love R the bartender... even though he said that he couldn't make me a mudslide on the rocks, he did a damned fine job!!

Afterwards we went to this little hole in the wall-ish donut place, that was better than Dunkin Donuts, though the gentleman there made the coffee a bit too sweet for my taste.

I was worried that the second half of the club wouldnt be open for the April party, but according to Nothing it will be so that's a good thing.  It's a halfway decent venue, though its like i said last night, if it moves any father south short of going with a HUGE group of people.. there's no way in hell i'm traveling to Miami for a fetish party by myself.  I'll do a bit of researching and find a place that i can go that is closer to home.

Next month will be better, because i will have my Riven by my side and the energy will be different, and Rose and I can feed properly.

And Still She Stands

02/04/2009

She stands on the beach alone, the sea breeze kissing her face, her hair flying behind her.

Natural and loose it sparkles in the fading sunlight.

She pulls her black sweater tight, protecting against the sudden cool air.

Her light skirt of purples and blues flowed around her, dancing to the song of the sea.

Her blue eyes blink away sand, the long lashes caressing her cheeks.

She watches and waits for him, gazing unblinkingly at the horizon,

the setting sun glorious and burning.

And Still She Stands

She strains through the glare to view his sail, pure white so to be easily seen at night.

Her heart and soul call to him, willing him home safe and sound,

his arms strong and warm around her.

She lifts her nose to the sea air, and a phantom scent makes her sigh in longing.

Her hand goes to her neck, where a conch shell rests above her breast,

the alabaster shell gleaming in the waning light.

The gulls call sleepily into the night air, urging their counterparts to bed.

And Still She Stands

Out at sea, he hears her heart’s call,

The tugs of his own making him weep.

The storm and squalls that the sea had thrown his way,

Have taken his men, and the cargo as well.

The boat rocks and keels, creaking and groaning

She takes on water, and he calls her name,

Yearning for his voice to be heard.

And Still She Stands

Lightning flashes through the air,

Thunder clapping in its wake.

Fire licks at the mast, ignoring the pelting rain.

He prays that she waits for him,

On the beach where they had met,

Where they had wedded,

And where they had built their home.

And Still She Stands

She has barely moved since the sun has set,

The raindrops that had first battered her love’s boat,

Now slashes through the lighthouse’s welcoming beam.

The rain masks the tears that flow down her face,

As she watches the wood drift about her feet.

The traces of blood and hair still apparent on the wreckage

A scream rips though the air, as the boat’s name washes ashore:

"And Still She Stands"

Fetish Factory Exotique Party

So I've finally figured out what I'm going to do for next month's Party. OTHER than making it a damned point to a certain so-called "kajira" that Riven and I are together and that she needs to keep her diseased hands off of my Pack. *growls*

ANYWAYS....

I think what I'll do is put my party outfit into my gig "bag", which for this performance will end up being my suitcase that i normally use for vacations; because with at least two costumes (if i do the group dance as well) and my fetish gear PLUS my make-up case... my normal gig/fetish bag wont hold everything.

So my wear for the party will pretty much go as follows:

1.  My boss wench corset, because it is the shit!
2.  Red ruffle or red on black ruffle panties
3.  Thigh high hose that actually FITS properly   (^_^) \m/
4.  My pleasur hooker heels (should start wearing my heels now to get my ankle used to it again)
5.  Pair of Red gloves (probably wrist length or a little higher)
6.  Maybe my "Gothic" necklace

What will be awesome is that I have every intention of sleeping over with Riven that night.  After doing a full show and then the party, I will be in no shape to drive home after bringing Riven back.  So there will be a spot on his bed for me and it will be fantastic to finally be able to fall sleep in his arms and not have to worry about making my way home in a panic; or half asleep.

It will be our mission next month to get a picture of the two of us together, because we have yet to take them at least at the fetish parties and all dressed up n lookin sexy.

Faire - Weekend Five - Celtic Weekend

This is from the 2009 Faire, I have yet to see this season's "health to the company" posted.

Celtic Weekend was filled with fun, revelry and a bit of drama. But what do you expect from a Faire full of die-hard Rennies? Hehe
When I mention drama, the little things come up first, like a child running out onto the field with it's mother close behind; due to the fact that one of the heralds wasn't paying attention. Or when Luke the white stallion finally decided he had had enough and figured out how to get out of his stall and went with the other horses to munch on the grass as they were being walked.
Then of course there was the one archery show that i wanted to beat the living crap out of one of the guys on the crew, merely because he was too busy paying attention to other things than doing his job. But that's water under the bridge now.

Rain, a Peregrine Falcon with Flight of The Raptor

As for some shows, Baz from Flight of the Raptor decided to fly off again Saturday afternoon, and didn't return until Sunday evening during final Pub Sing as Master R flew Chula, his Saker Falcon. It was a very happy evening for everyone that does that show, as well as for Master R.

Photo by P. Starr

It was a bittersweet moment as it came to that time where the whole cast made it to the Pub Stage and started singing the final song.  Tears were shed all around, me included.  So hard to not keep it together.  I thought that it would be no different as a participant than as a playtron, but it certainly is.  You make new friends, meet up with old ones.  There is a sad truth to the song, seeing as how two people from the previous faire passed away before this season started.

Brat - Photo by P. Starr

As soon as most of the patrons had left we all meandered back to encampment and hung out. Joking around back and forth, playing with the sleepy puppy and waiting for our boss to get back from the back gate for a final speech.  My friend J decided it would be a good time to sit and take a nap on one of the chairs in camp.  And of course a few of us had to take some photos cuz that's what we do apparently.

 I wandered over to say goodbye and visit with some of the the pirates since I made friends with a few of them during the three months i was with the psycho.  G was helping to burn off all of the firewood that they had in their encampment and he built a roaring fire to start burning it all away.

It was a very pretty fire and quite warm as the temperature started to drop as the evening wore on.  Soon i went back to camp and Nothing convinced me to go to Halftime Sports Bar just over the wall.  I didn't have any clothes with me other than the garb that i was wearing so she let me borrow some of her clothes and off we went.
I had a blast. Hanging out with friends, having the PERFECT mudslide made by a very busy, flustered and gorgeous bartender.  Went back to camp to get ready to head home annnnddd felt the alcohol hit... so i decided to stay at camp and wait out the effects while i sipped a bit of water.
Didn't get home until midnight or so but it was so worth going out and spending more time with friends.

Until Next Season!!

Merry Meet,Merry Part,And Merry Meet Again!

RANT

I swear to GOD my mother is going to drive me fucking insane.  YES you're going in for knee surgery and YES you're scared/stressed. But holy shit batman my little sister will be there to nurse you like she ALWAYS does when you're sick/hurt.  She's the perfect daughter anyways, so why the hell will you want me around.

You think I've been PLAYING are Faire?? I have been busting my ASS all season, making sure that children aren't throwing rocks into the field towards the horses, that people sit down and/or not touch the birds while they are in flight, that they don't get SHOT by Master Darr as he's shooting LIVE STEEL ARROWS across the field. I've had idiots give me shit about keeping their kids in their shoulders, dumb asses putting their hands up to try to touch the Harris Hawks while in flight, drunks standing up multiple times in the bleachers, kids collecting rocks and THROWING them onto the field while performers and horses are on the field.  ALL of this I have to watch for/take care of during every show.  All under the blazing Florida sun from 10 am to 6 pm-ish. In a chemise, corset, skirt, pants, SUEDE knee high boots and a cloak.  But through all this i'm still supposed to be able to "play".

The only time I can go and see vendors is before opening gate, or during pub sing while vendors are slowly shutting down. I'm lucky if i have enough time to get to the food court backstage, get food that's on the OTHER side of Faire, and then head BACK to encampment and have time to sit and eat before i have to take field again.

I have to be at SEVEN shows throughout the day.  Three Jousts, Two bird shows and two archery demos; but i have time to run around faire and "play".... right... sure.  Lets see YOU do seven shows through the day and have time to run around to socialize and shop; especially having a Raven perched on your shoulder going "Oh look SHINY!"

Now she thinks that I would be better off with one of my friends instead of at home.  That's fine.  She has no clue that I've been thinking about moving out for a while now.  Once i get the car in my name, and my own registration, then i'll be set for trying to find some insurance.  I'll have to downgrade to a different pre-paid phone, but I don't really NEED all the extra that i have on my phone; i just love technology and new gidgets and gadgets.  I text more than i talk on my phone, and i'll still have my laptop and everything else.

I've got four people that are willing to open their doors to me if i need a place to go. Three people are close to where i'm at, the fourth is is Davie, which is a bit of a drive for me.

As for work, The Company probably isn't going anyway, Pubelicks i'd have to transfer to a closer store, just so that i don't have to drive massively out of my way for both jobs.  That may take some time to do, but i'd much rather have to wait out a transfer at the new place than sit at home and have it happen immediately and really waste gas.  So i will wait it out for now, probably get in contact with one of my friend's friends because two of my friends that are close live with family and i don't want to impose on them because of that fact.  My friend in Davie is a bit far, and i'm totally unfamiliar with that area, whereas Tamarac i'm mostly familiar with and can easily get to a more familiar spot if need be.

So we will see what happens.

Faire - Weekend Four - Wenches Weekend

Front of the braids 3/5/2011

So Last weekend was Wenches Weekend at FLARF.

Early last week I had checked my bank account and saw that I had gotten my tax return back.  My first order of business Saturday after getting dressed was to go to get my hair braided by the Twisted Sisters at Exquisitely Twisted while Boss Wench opened.  Once my hair was done, I went over to Boss Wench to get myself a REAL corset. 

Back of the braids with a real flower
3/5/2011

Boy is it an improvement over the Frederick's corset I had been wearing before. Nice and tight, no bowing, my back is held nice and straight and the girls look fucking FANTASTIC swelling out of it!

Photo By Oscar Lopez

Just lookit them puppies!! 

*Does happy dance in chair*  

Okay yeah hehe 

-_-'  

But still, I was walking around most of the day petting my corset and grinning like a loon because I FINALLY have a REAL corset that wont bow and bruise me.  I transfered my wolf bodice pin to the new corset as well and it looks even better on my new one. I had been wearing my big circle skirt that day, and I WISH I could have gotten a full photo of the outfit, but I didn't.  It wouldn't have mattered much anyway because later that day it started to get rainy and when that skirt gets wet it gets heavy and very cumbersome, so I trekked back to my tent to change into my pantaloons.

 
Sunday I went straight for the pantaloons and was entertaining the thought of wearing my smaller red skirt but went without it.  After I had gotten tied into my corset I went up front and got my hair braided again.

This braid was far more comfortable and fun to wear, and goes much better with how I like my style; simple and elegant.  After I had gotten my hair braided I went back to camp and worked for a bit until i took a quick break to go visit friends and get the burgundy cloak from a friend of mine who had made it for me.

Photo by Oscar Lopez

It served me well when it started to rain in the afternoon, just pulled the hood up and wrapped the cloak around me and i was pretty much covered.  Whats lovely about the cloak itself is that its machine washable AND dry able as well. Which I did when I got home Monday night along with my big skirt.

Apparently it also helps attract photographers, since both of the photos with me in the cloak are from the same photographer who was more than kind enough to email me the prints.  I also am waiting for a few more from another photographer to post so that I can pull those as well.

Next weekend is Celtic Weekend and I'm actually formulating an outfit in my mind as I type this.  It certainly will be interesting i think.

All Calm

MINE!!

So there was a bit of drama and crap earlier this week that I hinted at in my last post.  I won't go into it here since it has since been resolved and both important parties have figured things out. Suffice it to say that my trust was tested and territorial urges arose, and Rose herself wanted to snap a twig in half over her knee.

Pissed off? Yes.

But as I said things are cleared now, and I'm feeling a lot better, especially after he told me that I was the only person he's been with, even though there may have been plenty of other opportunities to play with other females.  The way he said it and the intensity of it was hard to doubt.

The rose that everyone was up in arms over, myself included, was hanging from his shelf in his closet, drying out and looking beautiful as ever.

I don't know whether he finds the fact that I am so territorial a good thing or amusing. Granted there are some people that cannot know, which is sad, considering the set up THEY have but... neh.. whatever.  At least He wont demand that of me, to share. Because I wont have it.  I tried it once and I figured out it just wasn't for me. I'm a one on one sorta girl.

I feel so safe and protected in his arms, and i'm so happy that I can walk up behind him and nestle my head right between his shoulder blades. It is a "safe" place for me, and one he doesn't seem to mind me taking from time to time.

So yes, i'm pretty calm and happy right now.

Faire - Weekend Three - Pets Weekend

Kirby's sleeve got in the way... the stinker.

Its closing in on Bodacious Bodice weekend as I sit at my office desk writing this entry, but this week has been rift with work and a smidge of drama to make things interesting and a two day depression to REALLY fuck shit up....

*ahem* anyways...

It wasn't as big of a disaster as I thought it would be. People were pretty good about keeping their dogs back from the field for the horses... though the parents were still cranky about taking their kids off their shoulders.  There was mostly dogs, however I saw a brown and white skunk that was SOO soft, and there was a guy walking around with a young boa constrictor on his neck.  Course Saturday's pub sing was awesome because I met Sable there, a sweet Shepard mix and such a love.

Though I HAVE to say that the top best moment of the weekend was when I was walking towards the gaming glen on Sunday and seeing Riven standing at one of the sign posts looking all dark and handsome.  I couldn't help but smile as I walked up to him and tilt my head for a kiss. D and C were there as well, and I wandered with them for a little bit until I had to go back to work for the final archery show.

I had to hide from the sun part of the day, it was just being too hot and Saturday I had gotten burned really bad so the heat alone was irritating it.

The other amazing part of Sunday was that night at pub sing there was a woman there with a WEEK OLD raccoon kit.  My heart just melted and she put the kit on my chest and I started petting it and scratching the back of its neck and it just calmed down.  One of my friends got a photo of it and I'm itching to get the picture so that I can post it.

Hoping this weekend is just as fun!

Faire - Weekend Two - Pirate Weekend

Photo by P. Starr

So second weekend was a lot of fun, if not long considering it was a three day weekend. Three FULL days of Faire... And of course it was Pirates weekend, so there was a shit ton of "pirates" out... i put it in quotes only because there were patrons that were digging out the cheesy pirate costumes by leg avenue and others from party city and it was just sad. Especially the women walking around in shorty skirts, fishnet stocking and barely anything else.  The saving graces were the fact that they had the proper forethought to wear full underwear instead of the "normal" thong/g-string that matched the outfit.  I understand the fact that patrons are paying good money to get in but jesus...  *shakes head*

A proper pirate-esque outfit
- Photo by P. Starr

I had a lot of idiots last weekend, complaining that they couldn't see and standing against the ropes and in the bleachers.  Monday i was VERY cranky and stressed even with my meds, and the mounting anxiety from my ex constantly staring at me never helped.  Thankfully i had a distraction in one of the other JS members who would rub my back and arms and generally distract me as best as he could.

The night before didn't help either.  My feet were killing me and E rubbed my feet and also nearly put me to sleep.  I crawled into my tent and fell asleep for an hour or two, then i was awoken by people coming back to camp speaking full voice if not yelling, no less the headlights from one of the guys's car pointed RIGHT at my tent.  So i was up for maybe a half hour or a bit longer, sitting in my chair watching the goings on around me before thankfully A decided to start petting and giving me scritches, which always makes me sleepy so when E suggested i go back to bed, i shuffled back into my tent and slept hard the rest of the night.

Tired and tilty Rose
-Photo by Susan B

This weekend will be much better.  I'm going to be able to go and see Riven Saturday night after canon, and be able to spend some one on one time with him. I've been mandated to not tire him out *chuckles* not like it's MY fault that we want each other so badly.  But i promised i'd do my best to behave and to interact with the room mates (provided they aren't sick.. i'm not allowed to get sick until like.. MAY with everything that's going on in my life atm).

Sunday Riven and one of his room mates will be coming to Faire, and he and i talked about making a point of telling my ex to quit watching me like a stalker.  Even though the boys of JS as well as my "boss" there have told me that if i see him on field to let them know and they'll make sure he's taken away.  *smirks* gotta love having tatas!! 

Meditation and Reiki Healing Circle

So last night my mom and her friend and i went to Nature's Emporium off of Sample Road for the Meditation and Reiki Healing Circle that is held there after the store closes.


Walking into the store itself brings one such peace; between the music that is playing and the subtle scent of whatever they burn, it’s amazing.  We browsed the store for a bit before dropping our donations in the little basket and took a seat in the circle.


Once the meditation started and I started getting deeper and deeper into the proper state, I started suddenly feeling almost distended, like my torso was in the right spot, but my chest was leaning to the left and my hips had shifted right. As we were guided in the meditation I slowly felt my body shifting back into place a bit.  Then the healers walked around the circle, some laying their hands, others just standing.


Rose wasn’t too sure of the male; then again she never really trusts many male energies anyway.  At once point I felt sealed in a circle of power that had my whole body tingling and my senses flashing like sparklers.  I remember “seeing” swirls of pastel pinks and blues and a bit of green.  One of them even calmed Rose DOWN, which is a feat in and of itself, especially since she wanted to scent mark one of the women who stood behind us and held my hands to my chest. There have only been three people she’s marked in that way, so the energy of that person she must have liked.


After the lights came back on we stood and started walking out to the car, my feet felt heavy, like I was still grounded to where I had been sitting.  Needless to say now that I know what I’m doing for the most part I’ll be able to re-create it. And on the nights that I don’t have to work during faire, I will more than likely return to the circle…




OWW…. And remember to invoke Rose into the circle next time.


*Looks at the wolf sitting next to her*


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