A few pics for you today...one work-safe, the other probably not. Here are my new shoes...they're so comfortable, and I love the cutouts on the heel.


Sigh. I love Cole Haan! Especially the comfot...I can wear these all day, and that's saying something for me, since I usually wear sneakers! :)

This one showcases some very nice Myla lingerie, given to me by an extrordinarily sweet man (thanks, G)! It's interesting to see myself in something so...girly.

I'm going to be out of town a lot this month, so if you'd like to get in to see me, best try to get on my calendar now!

I'm buying a pair of shoes today that I'm very excited about...very sexy, not too high, and even comfortable to wear. The pair of shoes I won't be buying, however, is the one I wanted to share with you...

My salesman was a bit of a foot fetishist...you can tell in the way they bring you shoes, the way they talk about them, the way they watch you walk in them. He brought me a pair of Prada sheos that I would never wear, but because I knew he wanted so badly to see me in them, I put them on. I understand foot fetish to a point, but one thing I don't get and never will is the pointy toe thing. I HATE shoes with pointy toes. I think they look ridiculous, especially on someone like me, who has long, narrow feet already. I'm also not a fan of having a sandal shoe with my heel enveloped, because it fits me badly and looks bulbous and clonky to me. But apparently I'm alone in my dislike of these things, because anytime I've indulged someone by wearing shoes of this description, they've invariably had an orgasm (at least, a mental one). These Prada shoes...I tried to find a pic online, but couldn't. They were black with very pointed toes and a four-inch stiletto, with one of those bulky heels. He just about fainted as I pirouetted around in them. "Toe cleavage" he sighed, as I complained that my toes weren't covered by the foreshortened toe.

Well, to each their own! I'll get my shoes today, but we exchanged cards...maybe we'll bump into each other again, if not at Nordstroms, then maybe in the dungeon!

Mmmmm, sexy poster...the small text is tough to read online, but roughly translated means that there's a 30-minute boot camp class, a pushup contest, great raffle prizes, free food and drinks, and all queer and queer-friendly people are welcome. I hope people come out to this - it should be a blast, and it's for a really great cause. If you've ever wanted to be ordered around by me but can't afford my session price, this is your chance! :)

I just came a cross this pic of me from the Rat City Rollergirls Big Gay Bout...not bad! Their final game is this weekend.

I'm looking forward to some stockings coming in the mail soon...thanks, T! I'm woefully short on stockings and garters, which I've been informed is a capital crime. Live and learn! And have nice men buy them for you...

Monday is the day to see me, boys! I've got the studio all to myself, and as of yet I am free between 10 and 3...a most unusual happening. Contact me if you'd like to get in!

I'm going to be taking some very sexy pictures soon...keep up with this blog if you want to see 'em!

Some of you may not know that I'm a parent. I have a fabulous four-year-old son who rocks my world on a daily basis, and is the funniest human I've ever met (without even trying). Case in point? My experience yesterday afternoon...

A sweetheart client brought me a little treat from the Exotic Bakery...one penis cookie and one vagina cookie. It was a nice gesture, and we had a good time. I had to pick up my son early and i forgot that a small party was planned for a teacher who was leaving, and that my son was going to miss it by leaving when we did. He was a little bummed on the way out to the car, so I told him I had a treat for him. I chose the vagina cookie because it was the least obviously pornographic, and we went on our way. Our conversation in the car went like this:

Me: Is that a good cookie?
Son: Yeah! It has lots of icing on it.
Me: Oh good, I'm glad you like it.
*pause*
Son: Mommy, what's this icing on the top?
Me: Hmmm?
Son: What's it the shape of?
Me: I don't know. What does it look like to you?
*pause*
Son: A duck!
Me: Wow, cool, a duck! That's pretty neat.
Son: Yeah, it's a duck inside a slipper!
Me: Awesome.

So there you have it. the duck/slipper/vagina cookie made everything okay. Thanks, B...and thanks for the hard work, too...